Breaking the Beast (Vegas Immortals: The Beast & the Badass Book 1) by Holly Roberds

Author:Holly Roberds [Roberds, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-14T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Eighteen

THE BADASS

I ran out of there so fast I forgot my jacket. I merely clenched Bob as I dashed for the car. My brain raced. I couldn’t get hold of a single thought until I was in my house with the door shut behind me.

Back against the door, I slid down. Strange mewling sounds escaped me. I didn’t know what they were until I touched my face. I was crying.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” I asked out loud.

“It’s likely all that killing. It can’t be good for you,” a voice answered.

I froze, fear slicing through my shame. “Who’s there?” I jumped to my feet. Bob was poised out in a threatening manner to any intruder. The red of Xander’s blood stained the tip and another wave of pain and shame smashed into me. Still, I remained vigilant.

“I’m right here.” The voice said again. It was male with a French accent.

I swept my arm to the left and then the right, still seeing no one, though it sounded like it came from right next to me.

“Oh dear, I figured you might overreact.”

My heart pounded out of my chest. Where was this guy? Had the thief trying to get in my car returned?

“You see, I’ve been quiet for many, many years. But it seems this has been damaging both of us.”

“What is damaging?” I asked, still not understanding. I backed toward the center of the room, spinning slowly with the blade. The voice moved no further away yet no closer.

“All the killing. Normally I detest it, but Miranda this is really becoming unbearable.”

What the fuck? The panic rose faster in my throat. “How do you know my name?”

“Well we have spent months on end together, though really it’s only been the last several weeks that we’ve really gotten intense about this whole killing a god business.”

No. No, I must be going out of my mind. Still, my eyes slowly fell to the glint of my blade.

“I’ve been killing gods, immortals, and fae for millennia but does anyone ask me how I feel about it?”

I dropped the sword and backed up fast as lightning, flattening against the door. “No. Way.”

“Ouch. No need to be so dramatic.”

“You,” I said in a shaking voice. “You’ve been affecting my aim, trying to keep me from stabbing him.”

“Well, yes. But can you imagine how it is for me? I may be an enchanted blade that kills immortals, but does anyone ask how I feel about it? Does anyone ask how I feel about all the blood and icky gore? No. Nobody cares that I’m squeamish or that I’m a pacifist.”

My hands clutched my head. In the same day I have now flubbed a date, played monopoly against a god, dry humped him into a mind melting orgasm before I killed him, and now I was having a conversation with a talking sword.

“Bob?” I asked, hoping against hope I only had a mild hallucination and that it wouldn’t speak again.

“I can’t say I entirely appreciate the moniker, but I do feel it has brought us closer together.

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