Black Annis: Demon Hunter (Dark Urban Fantasy Book 1) by Aubrey Law

Author:Aubrey Law [Law, Aubrey]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2017-11-04T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Luke's burnt bones were dust in the wind and I was starved for nourishment after nearly losing my own life. I promised Sonja she shouldn't be worried and I’d explain the whole story about the seven years but I couldn’t do it on an empty stomach. We'd just finished drinking red wine and eating some kind of spicy Asian food from Sonja's kitchen when a loud banging on the front door startled us both.

"Shit! It's probably the police," said Sonja. "I bet someone saw Luke fall off the balcony and explode into flames."

I nodded. "Yes that could definitely draw attention."

The banging continued and Sonja's eyes widened. "Should I answer the door?"

"See who it is but do not allow anyone to enter."

She opened the door but kept it chained from the inside. "Are you a cop?”

"Do I look like a fucking cop?" said a rough voice.

"Not really but that doesn't mean shit," said Sonja. "What do you want?"

"Yeah I just noticed an angel that was set on fire falling from your balcony. He burned to death on the street right outside of your apartment. I know Black Magic when I see it. So where's the Witch?"

Sonja slammed the door shut in the stranger's face. "What do I do?" She picked up the Judas Dagger from the table. "Stab him?"

I snatched the shiny silver blade out of her hand. "You're not stabbing anyone. Not yet anyway. Let me talk to him."

"Good luck," said Sonja. "Be careful. He looks homeless."

I opened the door to see a tall unshaven man with long brown hair down to his shoulders. He wore a dirty wide-brimmed black hat that was usually only found atop the head of a Dark Mage or a Vampire Hunter. His body was covered in a distressed black cape and I was convinced the man was either a homeless lunatic or possibly the perfect new member for our team. There was only one way to find out. I slid the chain out and opened the door. "I'm the Witch. Who wants to know?" I kept the Judas Dagger in my hand and hidden behind my back.

The stranger's raven eyes locked with mine and I instantly knew what he was. Somehow we'd attracted the attention of a Warlock and he was at our door to either capture us for the Priesthood or thank us for destroying an angel of Heaven. "My name is Logan. Local Warlock of Los Angeles. Hater of both angels and demons. Need any help?"

I raised an eyebrow. "That depends. How do you feel about the Priesthood?"

Logan spit on the ground outside of the door. "Kill on Sight."

"Good answer," I said. "Do you have a problem with Blood-eaters?"

He paused to think and then shook his head. "As long as it's not my blood they plan on eating, no problem at all."

This scruffy-looking but oddly handsome stranger had suddenly appeared out of nowhere to offer his assistance. Either we were extremely fortunate or he was paid by the same Priesthood he’d claimed to despise to find us and attempt to kill us.

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