Calico (The Covenant of Shadows Book 2) by Kade Cook

Author:Kade Cook [Cook, Kade]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: addiction, Shadows, Supernatural powers, strong female lead, Paranormal dark fantasy, Epic Journey, magic, dark fantasy, Vampires
Publisher: Theo & Quinn Creative Works
Published: 2017-11-23T22:00:00+00:00

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UNCOMFORTABLE EXCHANGE

THE SIGNS OF MORNING’S first risers waft through the cracks of the open window of Gabrian’s room. Waves of gentle rumblings of motors from lobster boats already busy collecting their catch carry on the wind from the distance. Life on the coast begins early and waiting on the lazy sun to make its appearance is sometimes not an option, especially when their livelihood depends on it.

Gabrian’s eyelids flutter, still heavy with sleep, as the subtle white hue of dawn creeps up through the end of night’s boundaries—clinging to the edge of the skyline just on the other side of her window. She raises her head and twists herself to the left so that she can admire dawn in all its splendor as clouds dressed with crimson hems try to outrun the sun.

Hope, she thinks, her mouth lifting at its edges.

Hearing a soft snore from behind her, she peeks over her shoulder at the burly sleeping beauty lying beside her, still fully clothed from the night before. Exhausted and spent, they both had crawled in bed and fell into slumber within the warmth of their coverings, sometime after the songs had stopped and the night’s moments had stilled.

Her usual dream cycle of partial memories ceases to exist. For once, in a long time, she cannot recall anything—no colours, no distorted images, no nothing. Her mind feels rested and relaxed, quite unusual for her but she is grateful for the change-up of events, even if it is a fluke, she will take it—convinced all the fresh sea air is to blame.

Murmurs of busy hands edge up from below through the opening of the spiral staircase as well as the distinct scent of coffee. Pulling open the edge of the covering from her legs and swinging her feet free to touch the floor, she tiptoes across the room and starts her descent toward the sounds of life.

The voices that stirred her from her bed were still just that—voices. The kitchen is empty of warm bodies. Only the bubbling grumble of the coffee machine is in attendance to greet her. Scuffling her sleepy feet across the room, she fixes herself a cup of the much-needed brew from the arranged assortment of fixings set neatly by the machine then wanders toward the side door, where the voices seem to be coming from.

The room on the other side of the door is nothing more than an insulated garage, the walls lined with large freezer-type contraptions that look nothing like anything she has ever seen before. Some are tall and slender while others were short and stocky—all labeled with dates and names on the front of them. Oddly, it reminds her of a morgue, or what a cryogenic freeze laboratory might resemble—a holding area of bodies—souls that wish to come back upon the discovery of cures, freeing them of what was killing them before being put in the freezer in the first place.

In the middle of it all is a white van. On the side in big bold but elegantly placed letters that read: Ashen’s gifts.

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