Fighting For The Demon King by Lindsey Devin EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Lindsey Devin
- Language: English
- Genre: Romantic Fantasy
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Domenico
Shock pulsed through me in a series of relentless waves. I had a whiteknuckled grip on my phone, as though the little rectangle of metal and glass
could act as an anchor. Natasha’s smiling face stared up at me from my lock
screen. She was my wife; she was my whole world. Below her, in stark,
brutal contrast, the text message was still visible.
Your move. xoxo, Dad.
We’d been caught off guard yet again. Lucifer, my bastard of a father,
had stolen the spell book. Gabriel’s spell book, kept safely hidden by Liz’s
wards for thousands of years. It had been the most promising of the
extremely limited weapons we’d had to face him, and now it had been
stolen right out from under our noses.
My stomach roiled, and I forced down a jolt of nausea. When I managed
to tear my eyes away from my phone, I realized that Liz looked just as
shaken as I felt.
“I don’t know how they managed to get into my vault. Hell, I don’t
know how they managed to get into my house in the first place,” Lizbeth
was saying. She was pacing the length of the guest room frantically, her
lavender eyes wide and worried. Her face had gone a ghostly shade of
white. “They didn’t trip a single one of the alarms, magical or
technological. My security system is quite extensive, and it did absolutely
nothing to stop them. It was like they knew the place inside and out
already.”
Liz’s hands were shaking, the tremor faint but unmistakable even across
the room. I had known her for thousands of years, had considered her a
close friend for many of them, and I couldn’t think of a single time that I
had seen her so rattled. It made me even more uneasy, seeing her usually
limitless poise falter like that. I had been leaning on her for support in the
face of everything that I was dealing with, I realized. A small, selfish part of
me wondered if I would be able to find a way to cope without her steady,
determined reassurance to count on.
I drowned that voice out as quickly as I could. There would be plenty of
time to worry about myself later. Right now, my friend needed me.
“Come on,” I said, taking her gently by the elbow. “Let’s go down to the
vault, see if we can find anything.”
Without meaning to, I’d slipped into the voice I used when talking to
younger demons who had just seen their first gory fight: calm, level,
unflappable in my confidence that things would be alright, no matter how I
actually felt. Sounding soothing and authoritative without being patronizing
was a difficult balance, but after the first century or so, I’d gotten very good
at it.
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