House of Wyn by Crea Reitan EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Status: Available for Free Download
- Author: Crea Reitan
- Language: English
- Genre: Gothic Romances
- Format: PDF / EPUB
- Size: 2 MB
- Price: Free
Jennings
GREMLINS WERE THE MOST FREQUENTLY DROPPED OFF KILLS FROM THE
agents. Nasty little things, always stealing things and eating children. They
were fascinating to look at though. One of the agents actually brought in a
whole body this morning. It was dead, thankfully, but it was the first time
I’d seen one complete and not just a head.
Their skin was a soft lavender that I was almost mesmerized by. I was
careful not to actually touch it, but I couldn’t help but examine them
closely.
These weren’t a species that required reports. Sometimes we asked for
details if the specimens were particularly battered, and always if they
brought something in alive. It wasn’t often that we received a living
monster. Monsters were to be killed before they killed someone. And when
their entire being was basically a weapon—claws, teeth, barbed tails, horns,
etc.—it was safest to kill as soon as possible to avoid being injured.
The world wasn’t meant for monsters. It was our responsibility to
protect the innocent, especially those who didn’t know that the
monstrosities were there and therefore could be ridden by a demon or
hypnotized by a fairy. Or fall under a spell by a witch.
So in our perspective, there was no room in the world for monsters.
Humans were here first.
Arguably, humans weren’t really. Nature and animals were. And
humans were doing their best to kill it all.
“Twenty-third this week.”
I looked up at Pansy, a middle-aged clerical worker who had just
transferred to this office. She was… interesting.
“An imp, two fairies, and a grell.”
She spoke as if this were the best job in the world. I get that they were
monsters, but we handled dead bodies. I’m not sure we’re talking rainbows
and sprinkles as her tone suggested.
Instead of answering, I nodded and continued to input the data
concerning the last gremlin that was dropped off. This time, just a head and
a hand. Why a hand? The agent didn’t give me an explanation. I noted it all
the same.
When I finished the report, I bagged the remains up and sealed them in
one of the hazardous material bags before stuffing it all in a box. I sealed it
and stuck the box into the specimen cabinet in the wall. Someone on the
other side would pull it out and do what they do to dispose of them.
Sometimes I think back to the thing that I ran over. That man with
horns. I’d been nearly hysterical by the time Mitch showed up. I hadn’t
known him then, and at the time I hadn’t thought anything of his sudden
appearance. Cops dress in suits sometimes, right?
He was handsome, kind, and took care of everything for me so by the
time the actual cops showed up, the only thing left was the massive dent in
my car. Mitch had the cops convinced that I hit a deer.
I still didn’t know what that thing was. I’ve been here four years now,
married to Mitch for two, and although I’m perpetually fascinated by the
For More Read Download This Book
EPUB