Advent: Book 3 of The Summer Omega Series (Summer Omrga) by JK Cooper

Author:JK Cooper [Cooper, JK]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy
Publisher: JK Cooper
Published: 2019-02-04T16:00:00+00:00

Theo’s powder-blue Vespa skidded on the gravel as he parked too fast near the side entrance to Salt Air, kicking up a cloud of dust that blew out over the water. Brine flies dodged his dust as Theo set the kickstand, pulled off his helmet, and grabbed his meager gear from the compartment.

He relied on the current owner of Salt Air to provide most of the equipment. Theo could have had the best gear, a swanky apartment, and a better vehicle, but he didn’t like leaning on Fae contacts if he didn’t have to.

The stuffy interior of the helmet was replaced by the scent of salt and decay. Ah, the beauty of Stank Air. That was a common nickname for the location, but it was one of the largest venues in Salt Lake area and well away from the city, so the concerts and events could get loud and go late.

Theo pulled the door open and stepped into one of the employee’s areas, which was as run down as they come. The building had been moved, rebuilt, and changed hands too many times to count. The original had been a sight to see, with copper-topped towers, polished wood, fancy pavilions, and plenty of boardwalk space to take in the view. The latest version was a squat warehouse made of concrete. The dome-roofed towers were reminiscent of the original Moscow-esque architecture, but they were fiberglass and sun-rotten. People didn’t show up for the fancy décor. Salt Air was all about the wild parties and the music.

Theo ran up the concrete stairs to the landing where all the equipment waited. The venue owner paid a company to set it all up for him beforehand, get the lights running, kick on the fog machines, and play a pulsing track on repeat in the background so the early comers didn’t file in to silence.

Theo checked the soundboards, adjusted a few levels, plugged in a mic, booted up his laptop, and put on the most expensive thing he owned: his headphones. When he felt good about starting, he flipped a switch that swung multi-colored lights his way as he dropped his glamour to reveal lavender eyes that were larger than most humans, pointed ears, and long hair that shifted colors in the light. He stared out at the mob of humanity that huddled in the dark between cinder block walls painted black.

“Are you ready to dance?” he shouted into the microphone.

The crowd screamed. Theo loved that moment, the pure excitement and anticipatory joy. “DJ Elf is in the house! Let’s get it on!”

He kicked on the first track and then blended it with another, pumping the bass into overdrive. It was always good to start with something fast-paced and thumping. The crowd came alive, pulsing in rhythmic movements that created rippling patterns through the room.

Theo hit a program that would run the lights through a series of movements with his music. He also cracked opened a spell-lined shoebox and whispered inside. “You know the drill. Stay high, don’t bump into people.

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