Chapter 12 Nick slammed on the brakes in front of The Witch’s Brew and shut the car off. Not wasting time with anything else, he got out with the Berretta in one hand and the Israeli Eagle in the other. Double checking to make sure both weapons had the safety off, he approached the door taking note of the fact that it was ajar. Nudging the door open the rest of the way, Nick stared in horror at the state the shop was in. The large bookshelves had been pulled across the floor, blocking the doorway to the back rooms and… the place looked like a tornado had hit it. He heard a light sniffle and walked around a shelving unit that was leaning awkwardly in the middle of the shop floor. He raised both guns when he saw the two demons lying dead on the floor and his feet crunched on something that he knew wasn’t glass. Looking down, he almost smiled when he saw the rock salt scattered along the floor then looked up at the sprinkler system… the nozzles were white. The old man had taken h

Chapter 14 Once Kane stepped out the front door, Syn turned to Angelica who had her arms crossed over her chest and was tapping her foot impatiently. How he loved that little temper of hers. “Why do they think I’m their mother?” she demanded quietly. Syn shrugged, “Because that is what you are to them.” “I don’t have children you crazy ass Sun God,” She exclaimed. Syn calmly took a step closer, towering over her, “They remember their mother… it is you who has forgotten them.” Angelica rubbed her temples wondering how the hell to explain the fact that she remembered every moment of her life to a hardheaded delusional… she slowly smiled and happily pointed out, “They’re all older than me.” “And you have lived many times,” Syn just as happily defended, wondering how long it would take to set that little temper of hers loose on him. She opened her mouth to yell at him but seeing the expecting look on his face she snapped her lips shut and shook her head, “You know,

Chapter 16 Dean left him to his own devices so Skye had decided to leave the apartment to test the boundaries. He was still struggling with the fact that he was now in debt to a Fallen, even though this Fallen didn’t seem interested in harming him like others had tried to do in the past. At first, Skye thought Dean wanted something else besides his death… something sexual in nature. But that twisted way of thinking was brought to a halt when he’d felt another aura mixing with Dean’s… that of a lover. It also enlightened him to the fact that there was more than one Fallen in this city. At the moment… he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or bad. He was glad Dean already had a lover because he wasn’t interested in becoming a pet to another man. What was even more disturbing was the fact he had enjoyed the few caresses Dean had given him. He simply chalked it up to the fact that it had been so long since he’d felt the touch of another. He’d sure as hell never let Misery touch h