In Fire and Moonlight by B.L. Mazzeo EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: B.L. Mazzeo
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“Hey, dragon—bite this!”
When the guy threw the contents of his cup at me, I figured the
chances were fair it was either Budweiser or gasoline. Though they tasted
pretty much the same in my opinion, only one of them was meant to set me
on fire.
If I called up my magickal familiar, a Chinese dragon I named
Lucky, then it was bonfire time and I’d be in for a world of hurt. But that
was where my attacker went wrong. He’d assumed that my sorcery only
came out in the form of a fire-breather.
Shame on him for not thinking outside the box.
I called up Lucky as a blast of wind that slapped all that flying
liquid right back in the guy’s face. He screamed and two ridged, curving
horns burst from his temples. Fortunately, he still had the presence of mind
to fling his hands up to cover the horns until he could transform them away.
“A goat shifter,” I drawled upon seeing them. “Of course that’s what
you are.”
He blinked madly against the liquid dripping down his face. Since
he wasn’t screaming in pain, I took it to mean that he’d doused himself in
Bud. Still a pretty miserable experience.
“Shut your mouth,” he gritted out. “I’m a satyr!”
“That may be what you tell the ladies, but you and I both know
you’re just an average goat.”
“I’m a satyr!”
“Uh huh. Baaaah.”
Red-faced, still covering his horns, the guy shoved his way through
the crowd, trailing curious looks. Those looks turned to me for an
explanation but I just shrugged like I had no idea what had just happened. I
wish that were true, but I knew better. I was now Public Enemy Number
One amongst the magickal community of Las Vegas. Life from now on was
apparently going to suck.
Up until then, the night had been going pretty well. My friends and I
were at First Friday, the arts festival held in the streets of downtown Las
Vegas the first weekend of every month. I’d closed Moonlight Pawn to
attend the festival because I was a terrible shopkeeper. I used the excuse
that if I saw some cool painting or a funky statue for sale I’d buy it and
either re-sell it at Moonlight or use it to draw in foot traffic from Fremont
Street.
My friends had all nodded, but none of them had bought it. They’d
all guessed, correctly, that I wanted to pig out at the food trucks and drink
some beer (preferably craft and not Bud). However, I also wanted a chance
to let go with my friends after everything that had happened with Xaran and
the Oddsmakers. I was feeling particularly possessive and protective of
them ever since the Oddsmakers threatened to torture and kill them.
Thanks to goat-boy, unfortunately, I now had proof that the
Oddsmakers weren’t my only problem.
“Maybe this was a mistake,” I murmured to Vale as depression tried
to seize hold of me.
“You have the right to be here,” he told me calmly, simply, like no
other truth existed.
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