{"id":251842,"date":"2026-07-13T01:34:32","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:34:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/angels-of-sin-heart-of-ice-lara-steel\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T01:34:32","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:34:32","slug":"angels-of-sin-heart-of-ice-lara-steel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/angels-of-sin-heart-of-ice-lara-steel\/","title":{"rendered":"Angels Of Sin – Heart Of Ice – Lara Steel"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Dorian trailed off. The change in his expression alarmed Elizah. \u201cWhat is it?\u201d \u201cHe\u2019s here.\u201d 1kitap1.com\/en lizah\u2019s eyes widened. \u201cWho?\u201d she whispered. \u201cThe stranger. The one.\u201d \u201cThe one who forced you to be a traitor?\u201d Dorian nodded. \u201cI don\u2019t know if my illusion will work on him, but it would really help if I knew that before I met him.\u201d Elizah shook her head. \u201cBut that means my father knows him.\u201d<\/p>\n

He nodded. \u201cAnd it means he must trust him, or he wouldn\u2019t have sum- moned him as soon as I showed up with you.\u201d \u201cYeah, looks that way.\u201d Elizah thought for a moment, then went back to the wardrobe. She threw on a second dress. It was translucent, so that the dark fabric of the one under it showed through. Suitable attire for a de- mon in the courtship phase. She paused, then turned to face Dorian.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy father assumes we\u2019ve been together.\u201d Dorian looked at her quizzically. \u201cYou implied that we were.\u201d \u201cYou need to mark me.\u201d \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d \u201cWith your teeth.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m sorry?\u201d She went to him and tilted her head back. \u201cBite me.\u201d \u201cWhat?\u201d \u201cI need a mark from you.\u201d \u201cBut…\u201d \u201cWe don\u2019t have time, damn it. I want to go to my father and see who\u2019s with him. But they both need to see that your courtship is signed and sealed.\u201d She moved so close to him that he would normally have stepped back.<\/p>\n

But he didn\u2019t. Instead, he took a fistful of her ash blonde hair and pulled her head even farther back. Then he bent over her. Elizah\u2019s pulse raced, dancing in her veins. She involuntarily closed her eyes. When she felt Dorian\u2019s lips on her shoulder, it was as if a bolt of lightning shot through her body. He gently kissed her pale skin, then he opened his mouth.<\/p>\n

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Copyright \u00a9 Lara Steel Translated by: Si\u00e2n Robertson All rights reserved, in particular the right to mechanical, electronic or photographic reproduction, storage and processing in electronic systems, reprinting in magazines, public readings, film adaptations or dramatization, transmission by radio, television or video, including individual text and image parts, and translation into other languages. Email: lara.steel.mail@gmail.com Facebook: https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/LaraA.Steel Newsletter: https:\/\/mailchi.mp\/00eeb89a6edd\/landingpage-gratis-kapitel Created with Vellum 1kitap1.com\/en CONTENTS Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Epilogue Lara A.<\/p>\n

Steel 1kitap1.com\/en E P R O L O G U E lizah stretched until her ankles clicked. For a moment, she didn\u2019t know where she was. But then, as the uncomfortable heat flushed her cheeks and the stale air as- saulted her nostrils, she remembered: she was in hell \u2013 or rather the Tract, as the other demons called it.<\/p>\n

She had resisted for far too long before her father Ad\u2019har, the am- bassador of the demon elders, had finally sent her to hell to receive her training. And now she had been stuck here for three endless weeks. She hated it. She hated the heat, because demons liked it cold. She hated her cramped room.<\/p>\n

At home she had a whole wing to herself. And above all, she hated the work. It wasn\u2019t about being forced to learn how to efficiently torture corrupted souls; no, it was because she had no choice in the matter, and it was going to stay that way for the foreseeable future. She swung her legs out of her narrow bed and rubbed her face.<\/p>\n

Her father constantly reminded her that she needed to show her- self to be a quick learner, conscientious, and especially sadistic in the training period. His reputation as ambassador was at stake. And in particular, he wanted Elizah to make him look good in the eyes of the director of hell, whose name no one knew and whom everyone simply called the boss.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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