Suddenly, Past-Death's words about how Deidre became Gabriel's mate clicked.
It took me too long to find Past-Death's soul.
Past-Death's soul, Deidre continued.
Or stripping Past-Death's power.
…had the tumor removed which happened to be Past-Death's soul.
He cannot enter Death's domain or other areas of the Immortal world without invitation.
By the end of the chain of events that led to Past-Death's rebirth in Hell, Deidre was near tears, hating herself and the woman who destroyed the worlds of all three of them.
It was the Deidre, the deity who ruled over Death's domain before turning it over to Gabriel.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?" past-Death's smile was genuine.
Demon Law offers you no protection, Death's mate or not.
I ruled Death's domain for countless millennia.
On it was one soul, that of his brother Kris, who had given up his life to get Katie out of Death's underworld.
It never sat well with him that those charged with enforcing Death's mission served not out of choice but obligation to the deity that stole their souls.
Even if they got human-Deidre away from Darkyn, Darkyn could find and reclaim her anywhere she was hidden, outside of Death's underworld.
In the matter of seven days, Gabriel had come close to breaking more Immortal Codes governing Death's actions in the mortal world than his predecessor did over hundreds of thousands of millennia.
Death-dealers operated off a sense of soul radar that pulled them like magnets to the lives that were on Death's list to be ended.
Immortal Code, Rule 35: Sanctuaries and the shadow world between places are part of Death's domain to protect.
I'm maintaining Death's routine.
A former-human running Death's domain?
Whoever owned the soul, he or she was important to find their way to Death's jewelry box.
"Is the hole in the sky sealed at least?" he asked, referring to the entry the demons had made into Death's underworld prior to his takeover.
He sensed Death's disapproval.
The only immortals on Death's list were those who were about to become dead-dead.
Death's hand hovered over the pages, and she turned them quickly without touching them.
He's Death's hit man.
He had death's personal assistant.
"I never held a grudge," Rhyn reminded death's top assassin.
I thought he was at death's door.
You know what they say about the inner ring of Hell, Gabe. Death's words were written on both pages of the Oracle's book.
I can't talk to you directly, or I am obligated to take you with me, Death's words appeared in the book.
"What we are – were – is of no concern now," he said slowly. The words were harder to say than he expected. He'd gone from Death's favorite – and the only death-dealer serving voluntarily – to just another of her assassins obligated to serve her, after he traded his soul for his best friend's life. Death had done her best over the years to force his human emotions out of him. But she was right.
Fortunately, Death's assassin didn't wait long to shake her. Katie awoke from the dreamland and sat up groggily.
His shriveled old hands were folded and on the finger of one of them Pierre noticed a large cast iron ring with a seal representing a death's head.
She has been at death's door.
Petya was at death's door.