Prophet of Venus Divine: 3

Our heroes return in the final installment of the Disciples of Venus Divine Trilogy. Fractured and weathered, the Apostles have lost sight of their morning star, Danica Nasr, and are forced to confront the consequences of their darkest choices that blur the line between hero and villain. Amid the carnage, moonlit secrets, wicked betrayals, and whimsical magic weave through a story steeped in shadow and deliciously dangerous drama. As the final stars begin to fade, the trilogy closes with a reckoning where love may be the universe's last flicker of light-or the spark that burns it all to ashes. What decisions will the Prophet make? Join the Recordkeeper in his final tellings of Nasr's story, while he indulges himself much too far in his taste for wine and one merciless woman in particular. -------------------- Cosmos took another swig from her bottle. I watched her perfect lips wrap around the head of that bottle as she gripped its throat in her fist. With the back of her hand, Cosmos wiped her mouth and returned my rapt gaze with a glare. I can always tell when my words displease the temperamental Weaver."You are the precise reason why Nasr is such an envious soul. You have nothing to be jealous of. Love rid me of my beating heart. I can only manifest as a shadow man now because of it. Before you ask me something outrageous like the quality of Love, it is neither good nor evil. In my case, it was the weapon that undid me, and I would grovel hand and foot to have that stinging sword pushed far past the ribcage I once had and into my heart a second time," I told her. "I could easily fulfill that fantasy.""And trust you to fulfill my truest wish? Never.""Are you being sincere, Recordkeeper?""Am I not always?"