LOGINGleaming hardwood floors allowed my case to roll smoothly as I gawked at the interior. More gleaming wood created built-ins with white plaster above them, with a dark wood trim, on the wall across from the door. A floor to ceiling gray stone fireplace sat between them. To the left was a wall of glass that looked out over the mountain. Leaving my case behind, I quickly went to ohhh and aww at the view. It was gorgeous. Reds, browns, and oranges covered the trees as the leaves had changed but not yet dropped. Fading softly, the sun disappeared behind the fire-colored foliage. I watched until the pinks and purple of the fading sun faded.
Turning from the wall of glass, I noticed the kitchen tucked along the far wall. Marble countertops set on gray cabinets. Upper cabinets were only on the interior wall. The exterior wall was glass from countertop to ceiling. A large marble topped island sat in the middle. My focus was on the back door. Looking through its window, I could see the deck that I seen on the way in. More cozy looking furniture was arranged near a patio table. Through the only other door was a half bathroom. Turning I inspected the curving carved staircase that stood between the kitchen and the living space.
It was gorgeous. The wood curved around like it was bent into shape. The etched spindles filled the space between the banister and steps. Grabbing my case, I carried it carefully up the gently curving work of art. At the top I found the bedroom. It was completely open to the floor below facing the glass wall. I couldn’t wait to wake up to the view of the trees gently lit by the raising sun. Also relieved that whoever built this place didn’t want the sun rising to wake them and put the glass wall to the west and not the east.
Back downstairs, with my book and a fancy strawberry drink I found in the fridge, I snuggled into the lounge on the deck. Surrounded by the fauna of the Appalachians with the ambient noise of being in the woods, I hoped to truly absorb the gift of not killing every plant I brought home. No matter how hardy, I could kill it. Any time I mentioned I’d gotten a new plant, my family and friends started referring to it as my latest victim.
An hour later found me bored and slightly cool. Gathering my drink and book I went back into the cabin. On my way through I grabbed another fruity drink, this one mango. Sprawled out on the L shaped couch I flipped through channels on the gigantic TV mounted on the wall over the fireplace. Nothing of interest on three hundred channels. Ugh. Scrolling on the home screen I found YouTube. It logged me in as guest. Being nosy I looked at the history to see what previous people had watched. Everything from political to down right p**n. All forms for conspiracy theories and true crime. Finding a video on things that go bump in the night I put it in. How could that be a bad choice. I was just alone, in the woods, in someone else’s house. I laughed a little as I snuggled under a blanket.
My phone began to dip as I drifted off listening to some guy droning on about shadow people. Knowing if I didn’t get up now, I’d spend the night on the couch, I forced myself to stand. Tiding up before I headed upstairs. In the bathroom off the bedroom, I got ready for bed. Teeth brushed, hair in ponytail, face washed I eyed the king-sized bed that dominated the room. Earlier I had checked for cameras and didn’t find anything. Plus, my friend had vouched for the safety of this house. Not trusting the sheets, I stripped them and put my own on. I’d trust I wasn’t being watched, but, I wanted to be sure I was on clean sheets. Once the bed was remade, I stripped down. After draping my clothes on the chair by the bed, I slid into the cool soft sheets. Laying on the nightstand by the remote to the lights was a candle sitting on candle warmer. Beside it was a note that said for a blissful night, to turn on the warmer. Bringing the candle to my nose I detected vanilla and mulberry. Some other notes I wasn’t sure what were. I turned the warmer on. As the delectable scent filled the room, I made a mental note to see if I could buy one in town. Quickly I dropped off to sleep.
I tried to hide my smirk. Pretty sure I failed. Exchanging looks with Caspian, I shrugged. No reason not to tell the mara what the imps had been up to. “They tried to make him think he was insane.”“What?” She frowned, still sniffling a bit. Her eyes bounced between us in confusion.“Yeah.” I raised my eyebrows playfully then told her the story as I know it. Lena’s eyes got huge as I described seeing their tornado in the reflection of the glass. Then she snorted.“Yep. That sounds like imps.” She shook her head as she sipped on her smoothie. “At least they weren’t starting a sex cult this time.”The maras snickered. I shook my head. Looking softly at Lena, I put my hand on her shoulder. “Are you sure you’re pregnant? Kerrigan is convinced I am too. Despite the test saying otherwise.”Lena shook her head. “Kensington said I was. I just took them at their word. They are never wrong.”Her and Caspian exchanged looks. I suspected it was about me. Again, I rubbed my rounded belly. “Not a d
Behind me, Caspian made a sputtering noise. I shot him a shush look as I pulled Lena tight against me. She buried her head in my shoulder, still sniffling. A pregnant Succubus. How crazy is that?“Honey, are you sure?” I asked as I rubbed her back soothingly. I felt her nod before she lifted her head. “Forgive my ignorance, but how does a mara get pregnant?”The room shimmered. When it cleared standing in front of us was a creature that strongly resembled Kerrigan, except their hairs snakes were more like blue flames instead of red. On their neck was a white tattoo of a kitten ready to pounce. Their features both feminine and masculine depending on the angle. They had obviously taken a page out of Kerrigan’s book. Pink scrubs with kittens clad their body while an adorable fake baby was swaddled to their front. I couldn’t stop staring. Hoped that wasn’t rude.“She let an eggplant go spelunking during the meteor shower.” The new imp that was probably Kensington answered. Their black eye
“There was in interloper!” They screamed as Caspian lowered his hand from their mouth. Their legs still flying around as they were held off the ground. “This is my turf!”I held up my hands in a placating fashion. “It was just a mix up. She won’t be back. I promise.”At my words, they stopped fighting. But narrowed their eyes at me. Even the fire snakes glared. “She better not be.”Then they shimmered out. Caspian stumbled a step as he was suddenly holding on to nothing. He shook his head. “No good can come from that.”“Are they really that possessive?” I asked as Caspian pulled me to him. He laced our hands between our chests. Gently he leaned down to kiss my mouth.“Do not piss off an imp.” He warned. Then turned us to go back outside to finish our breakfast. Shaking my head I sat down to eat the fruit. The omelets would be cold now. As I reached for my coffee, I noticed it was the non-caffeinated one. Slack jawed I turned to the demon.“How?” I asked in shock. He just shook his he
“I could go for a nice soft taco.” Caspian voice oozed wicked sinfulness.I pointed at him. “There will be no taco for you Mister! Not until I get caffeine!”I muttered about backstabbing imps as I drank my fake coffee. Beside me, Caspian chuckled, kissed my temple and then shimmered out.Five minutes later, he returned carrying two cups that matched the ones the imp had given us. Smiling, I took the cup from him. Taking a happy sip, I moaned happily. Yep, I was addicted to caffeine. Shaking his head, the demon sat down beside me with his own coffee.“Good use of demon powers, babe.” I told him as we started eating.“Anything for you, Beautiful.” He looked at me with soft brown eyes. A little smile twitched on his lips. Damn, he was sexy. Tingle. He stilled beside me, then turned slowly to look at me with a raised eyebrow.“You sexy.” I shrugged as I kept eating. “But tacos are still not on the menu.”“You sure about that?” Oh, he was using his deepened spicy voice. Its smoothness pou
My hand splayed out on my stomach. Caspian put a hand over it, lacing our fingers.We stood there in silence for a few minutes before my stomach grumbled under our hands. Reminding us that we hadn’t had any breakfast yet even though we had a thorough workout. Caspian smiled knowingly at me.“Unsatiable aren’t you?” He playfully shook his head. “Always hungry for something.”“Says the incubus!” I shrugged out of his arms to go to my room. After slipping on my bigfoot house shoes, I was ready to go downstairs. At the top of the staircase, he pulled me back so he could proceed me down. Rolling my eyes, I followed him.On the main floor, we strolled arm in arm to the kitchen. “I hope Kerrigan lets go of this whole pregnancy thing.”Caspian scoffed at me. “That imp hasn’t ever let go of anything.”I shook my head. “That must be frustrating.”We came to a surprised halt as we turned into the kitchen. The island was covered in food. Mini omelets, Greek yogurt, oatmeal, and a platter with sli
I was washing my hands when there was brisk knock on the door. Smiling at his impatience, I called for him to come in. Quickly the door was thrust open, and an agitated demon came in. In one hand he had my pink satin robe that matched the one he was wearing, in the other was his phone. The display had the timer ticking off numbers. In forty-five seconds, we would know if we were going to be parents.After I dried my hands, he helped me into my robe. Feeling a weight in the pocket, I pulled out my phone. An undoubtedly sappy smile spread across my face at his thoughtfulness. I lightly kissed him just as the timer dinged. We both swung our gazes to the stick on the counter. It was still blank. Frowning, he picked up the box which he flipped over to the instructions.“Oh. As fast as one minute.” I watched his perfect mouth as he read. “It can take up to three minutes.He reset the timer on his phone then set it on the counter. Wordlessly he pulled me into his arms against his chest. His







