Blood Beyond Darkness by Brown Stacey Marie

Author:Brown, Stacey Marie [Brown, Stacey Marie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Fluffer Nutter, dpgroup.org
ISBN: 9780989013154
Publisher: Twisted Fairy Publishing
Published: 2014-08-28T04:00:00+00:00

EIGHTEEN

Ugliness leaked into my soul. My last hope of saving Eli’s life while still killing Aneira had perished, turning my heart cold. Also I had never fought with Kennedy before, and not once had she been mad at me. Not like this.

Even without my powers, the darkness still part of my DNA blinded me. It barraged my body because I could not release it. I craved to let the power take over and push me past feeling or caring. That kind of power only happened to me a few times, but the rush of complete control and strength—not caring about anything around me—was addictive.

With the desire to destroy crackling in my veins, I headed to the stone building on the property where Alki trained me. I blew up the first training room, and a stronger stone structure now replaced it. Lars had forbidden anyone but his family to go there. It held some extraordinarily powerful weapons, one being the sword now belonging to me. It was ancient and had seen many battles in its time. The rapier had shown me images of a few of its crusades from the past. They were bloody and gruesome, but the weapon never bowed to any other blade. It was proud of its conquests, and pleasure crawled up my spine to have a sword that would not hesitate to kill.

The more time away from the argument with Kennedy, the darker my mood became. The blackness went nowhere and clogged my rational thoughts leaving only anger and frustration. The hopelessness of my situation with Eli moved my soul to hate. We were doomed. Life’s a cruel, twisted bitch.

When I muttered the magic word to release the lock, the door swung open in welcome. My fingers caught it as I stepped in, and I slammed it behind me. I headed straight for the wall. With a touch of my finger, the cupboard doors opened, revealing the gleaming metal display of the recently honed swords hanging in their leather scabbards. A saber etched with intertwining Celtic symbols called to me. It wasn’t the most beautiful sword there, but it was one of the strongest. My hand grasped the hilt. Feeling my touch, magic buzzed through the blade, down the handle, and into my hand. Sensing my dark energy, it vibrated as though anxious for a battle, or perhaps the weapon was merely tired of sitting on the shelf.

Me, too. My nerves were frayed with the thought of what was to come: the moment when, even if I were victorious, after hundreds or thousands died, I plunged the blade into Aneira’s cold heart, and Eli would die. Part of me wanted it to begin so it could end.

“Sorry, my friend. No battle today.” I swung it around, cutting through air, then whirled in a circle and plunged it into the training dummy.

Over and over I twirled, swung, and drove my blade into the training objects. I could hear Alki in my head, “Not quick enough. You do not have the luxury of your powers anymore.

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