Compassion Be Damned – Last Hope Book 4 by Rebecca Royce

Compassion Be Damned
Last Hope Book 4
Rebecca Royce


It is the end of days…

Krystal has spent years locked in isolation, enduring torture day after day. It might drive a lesser woman mad. Her sudden freedom leads to a journey across the forbidding landscape. Unexpected allies appear, and new challenges block their path. Embracing every opportunity as a chance, Krystal must trust these five lost souls, her wild ability to heal, and most of all—herself.

They owe a debt they cannot pay…

Titus, Paden, Zeke, Ryland, and Jett spent years in bespelled servitude. Slaves to the unforgivable, they seek to atone for misdeeds beyond their power. Discovering a Sister alone in the woods, they pledge themselves to her service. Saving Krystal is more than a means to an end, though, as one by one she restores their hope, love, and faith. They will need all of their strength and hers. Loving her saved them, but losing her may save the world.

Krystal has been isolated by Katrina so the darkness can attempt to possess her. Krystal has been successful in keeping him out, but she isn’t sure how much longer she can hold out.

We’ve learned some about the Ravens and Aspen in the previous books in this one we learn even more. It’s Aspen that sets Krystal free and sets her on a course other than what the divinities had seen for her.

The five guards that should be Krystal’s are also the ones that kidnapped Mika. Having broken free from Katrina’s hold on them they are heading to the new Sisterhood to apologize and ask her forgiveness.

They find Krystal on her way to the train and help her in spite of her protests.

This is a favorite scene.

The train blew its whistle, and I stepped back. “She’ll be okay now.”

The mother grabbed onto my arm. “Thank you, Sister. You’re a miracle.”

“I’m not that. Just glad I was here.”

I’d managed to get a crowd of interested bystanders around me and that wouldn’t do. I had to get on that train before I was overwhelmed. Everyone knew someone who needed help with a demon, and I couldn’t do a thing about those. The populace would never believe me. How could anyone expect them to not want saving? It would be a nightmare.

The train was here. I’d not been aware while I was lost in the healing. It was a good thing I hadn’t taken too long. I strode toward it. If I hurried, I could manage to be alone in my compartment when the pain hit.

Titus grabbed my arm, not tightly, but halting me. “What do you need?”

I pointed to the train. “To be on there fast. Thank you. For all that you did. Go find your Sister.”

Distress crossed over his gaze, and he let go of my arm. “That’s not possible.”

I wanted to know why, but we didn’t have time. I pulled my arm from his. “Thank you for everything. Goodbye.”

I rushed onto the train, handing my ticket to the man waiting by the door, and he pointed me to a compartment a distance down the hall. My eyes must still have been glowing, which meant lots of staring and pointing. I didn’t care. The aches threaded through my muscles. I found the room the man had indicated, and I rushed inside, shutting the door behind me. I had nothing with me, so after I kicked my shoes off, I climbed into bed.

Aspen had said to stay put, and I intended to do just that.

I closed my eyes.

Sometime later, I roused to the knock on the door with the splitting headache that came with healings. Maybe the train people needed something from me. I managed to get to the door and swung it open. The five guys from earlier were there. I rubbed my eyes. Was I still dreaming?

“Hi, Sister, are you okay?” Paden scooted by me into the room, the others followed, Titus going last. He shut the door behind him.

“Ah, no. This is the rebound time. I have to recover from the healing. What are you doing here? This is the train.” I was suddenly aware of movement beneath my feet. I’d never been on one before. I grabbed the side of the bed, suddenly not sure I had my feet under me. Maybe I was not made for travel.

Zeke took my arm. “Here.” He led me over to the bed. “Sit down.”

I took the suggestion and felt marginally better, less likely to hit my head on something. “How are you here? This is a train.”

Paden sat next to me. “I bought us tickets. Even before we realized what you were, we weren’t going to leave you alone.”

“That’s very nice of you, but it might be best if you got off at the next stop. I’m surrounded by danger. This could be a risk for you.”

“Well then,” Ryland spoke from where he stood by the window, “you need guards.”

I took what I hoped was a steadying breath. “I’m afraid there isn’t a thing you can do. This might be shocking, but Sister Katrina is possessed by a Darkness that now wants me. For whatever reason, she’s fine with that thing holding her and desiring me. Not sure exactly why. But for three years she’s held me prisoner, and every night the Darkness visits and tries to take me. So far, he hasn’t managed to break through, but he truly believes he can. He’ll never stop trying.” I sagged backward to lie on the bed, my head nearly hitting the wall. Placing my arm over my eyes, I tried to shut out existence. “It’s almost time for him to try. You should go.”

A hand touched my knee, and I moved my arm to see who wanted my attention. It was Titus. “We know Katrina is possessed. We know more than most. We were her guards for a while. She kept us under control with a spell. But we broke free. She kept you locked up for three years? Did any of you know?” He looked at the others who each shook their head.

I held up my hand. “I didn’t ever see you guys. The same five always came. It wasn’t you.”

Paden sighed. “We couldn’t have helped even if we did know. She had us fully under control. We did horrible things. I’m just glad we didn’t hurt you.”

“Well, the Darkness is coming and…”

Like I’d called it to me, the shadow on the wall behind Jett moved. I gasped. It was here. They had to get out. “Jett, I need you to move now. He will hurt you. Kill you. Please, move.” I jumped to my feet, forgetting the horrific train, and I tugged him to me. He in turn shoved me behind him.

“Damn,” he whispered. “That shadow is moving.”

“That’s the Darkness. You all need to leave. I can fend him off, or at least I have been until now. You have no chance against him.”

When Titus spoke, it was through clenched teeth. “We are sworn to protect the Sisters. We have failed thus far. Don’t ask us to do less than our best for you.”
Royce, Rebecca. Compassion Be Damned: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance (Last Hope Book 4) (pp. 21-24). Rebecca Royce. Kindle Edition.

Their journey is fraught with danger and the darkness is relentless in it’s pursuit.

Krystal learns more things that are puzzling to her even as she falls for the men who have assigned themselves to be her guards.

So much happens in this book, and so much more is explained. I really can’t wait to read the next in this series, this world needs redemption.

5 Contented Purrs for Rebecca!

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Rebecca Royce Rebecca Royce

As a teenager, I would hide in my room to read my favorite romance novels when I was supposed to be doing my homework. I hope, these days, that my parents think it was worth it.

I am the mother of three adorable boys and I am fortunate to be married to my best friend. I live in Austin Texas where I am determined to eat all the barbecue in town.

I am in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and try to use all of these elements in my writing. I’ve been told I’m a little bloodthirsty so I hope that when you read my work you’ll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. I love to write series because I love to see characters develop over time and it always makes me happy to see my favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In my world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

I’d love to hear from you!

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