Chapter 17 Skitters and ghosts were closing in from all sides and for different reasons. Zachary kept Tiara close to him in an effort to protect her from the hoard of arachnid-like demons. The rest of the teams had spread out because of the size of the cemetery. However, with the number of demons surrounding them, that may not have been the best idea because this was the area that was starting to look like party central. “Are you all right?” Zachary asked trying to check Tiara for injuries and flambé several demons at the same time, which wasn’t the easiest thing in the world to do since he had yet to let go of her wrist. “I’m fine,” Tiara answered and pulled back on her wrist wanting to help him fight. When he refused to release her, she shrugged remembering she didn’t need her hands to use her necromancy… it was just instinct to want them free so she could defend herself. She noticed the souls trying to come closer to her but they were avoiding the Skitters that were
Chapter 18 Jason finished ripping the legs off of a Skitter that decided he would be the thing’s next meal. “Dummy, you’re lucky I don’t beat you with it,” he dropped the leg and turned toward the darkest side of the massive cemetery. Somehow, he knew exactly what direction Tiara was in. He looked down at the ring on his hand, which had started glowing bright like a miniature electric blue sun. Jason started running across the cemetery. He slid to a stop when two more Skitters suddenly dropped down in front of him, hissing and scurrying back and forth acting like they were about to attack. One of them suddenly ran at him and Jason held out his hand to grab at it when the creature stopped and backed away with a high pitched shriek. Jason watched as it lifted one of its appendages in an attempt to shield its eyes. The second Skitter was slowly moving away from him as well with a look of fear in its crimson eyes as it stared at his hand. Its lips pulled back showing two rows o
Chapter 19 Micah had shifted and was running full tilt through the cemetery trying to find Alicia. He was starting to understand Damon’s frustration with her always running off. The problem was he should have been used to it by now. Titus had also shifted and was running side by side with him and Boris was bringing up the rear. The three of them followed Alicia’s scent to a secluded area of the cemetery and slid to a stop on the damp earth. A skitter lay dead on the ground with its arms broken, belly torn open by clawed hands and the head laying at a very odd angle. Boris approached the creature and sniffed at it before backing away and sneezing violently. He tossed his head in the direction Alicia’s scent had gone and they took off after it. ***** Tabatha had been the last one out of the vehicle and she did a quick check of her 9mm to make sure the chamber was loaded before running into the cemetery. The rest of the pack had gone in after she told them
Chapter 20 Craven stood on the roof of a large mausoleum at the back edge of the cemetery watching the battle unfold from a distance. Night Hawk stood silently beside him with an impassive expression on his face. They had no plans to get involved with this battle… they were merely waiting for the outcome. There were too many demon hunters scattered throughout the graveyard and Craven had no wish to engage them at this time. The power inside the mausoleum shifted a bit and Craven looked down at the roof where he was standing. The master demon of this graveyard was inside, creating its hideous offspring by the droves. They had seen numerous ‘baby’ demons emerge from the building and run toward the main hub of battle. Craven really had no interest in the smaller demons. He was merely waiting to see which hunter was strong enough to kill the master. Once that happened he planned to move in and expand his territory with this cemetery. There were also more than a few abandoned ho
Chapter 21 Jason was running across the cemetery, following the lure of the ring Tiara had given him. He couldn’t explain exactly how, but the ring seemed to be leading him toward her. If he changed direction, the light of the ring would dim until he turned back in the right direction. Before long he could see tell-tale signs of Zachary’s work. One whole area of the cemetery was a smoldering expanse of… nothing. There were dips in the ground where trees had been burned right down to their roots and the places where grave markers had stood where nothing but small holes. The sight Tiara had given let him see the souls hovering over what would have been their graves. Some of them looked like small clouds of mist while others were full-bodied apparitions. They would turn their heads to look at him before looking back in the direction he was traveling. Jason stopped running for a moment to get some sense of direction when the soul of a little boy appeared in front of h
Dark Flames Blood Bound Series Book 6 Amy Blankenship, RK Melton Copyright © 2012 Amy Blankenship Second Edition Published by TekTime All rights reserved. Chapter 1 Damon strode through the door of his penthouse and set Alicia on her feet. He hadn't said a word since they’d left Night Light, not quite trusting his voice or emotions. The silence between them was deafening but Alicia didn’t have the courage to break it. When she felt his hand on her back, pushing her ahead of him into the living room, she got a clue as to how angry he truly was. Quickly turning around to keep him in sight, she silently watched as he jerked off his coat and tossed it clear across the room. The trench coat landed on the back of the sofa but Damon had already forgotten about it, choosing instead to stalk his escape artist of a mate. “Damon, wait,” Alicia felt the need to beg as she backed up. “Wait for what?” Damon a
Chapter 2 Zachary leaned against the banister at the top of the stairs looking down on the main floor. He became very still when he spotted one of the youngest and newest members of PIT… Tiara. She’d always been an unofficial part of PIT, even though as a child she didn’t have any powers and never went out on assignment. Because of her mother’s necromancer abilities, Tiara had been dragged around with the PIT team all her life. He’d heard from some of the others that it was kind of like being an army brat... just better protected. While the parents went out to war, the child was usually placed in a secure area… normally a hotel room that was guarded by the CIA. There was something about being different … sometimes the last of your kind that made their lives harder than most. It tended to kick in their strongest instincts… too survive and protect their young. Every PIT member had enemies… it was one of the drawbacks of being a trained demon assassin. Those same ene
Chapter 3 “We need to wait until dusk,” Tiara said, as she looked out the window unable to face Guy’s angry disappointment or Zachary’s authority over her. She was nervous enough as it was. “Why wait?” Jason asked, not liking the idea of going out in the dark after demons or ghosts or whatever it was this girl wanted to go after. “Good question,” Trevor said. “I’m all for going out after these things but going when it starts to get dark is like walking around carrying a big neon sign that says ‘Free Dinner’.” “Because that is when the dead begin to wake,” Tiara answered. “They are at their weakest because of the sunlight counteracting their darkness. That weakness has not faded… much like how weak you feel when you first awaken for the day. It is the same for them except they are nocturnal.” Trevor smirked, thinking of his mornings with Envy. “I’m not weak in the mornings. Whoever told you that has their information backwards.” “What’s wrong, are your x-girlfrie