Dark Gift by Kim Richardson

Author:Kim Richardson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy, paranormal romance, supernatural, angels and demons, urban fantasy series, ya paranormal, paranormal thrillers, kick ass heroine, vampires and shifters
Publisher: Kim Richardson

15

There was no time to think. I moved on instinct.

Ignoring my fear, I yanked out my soul blade and shot it at the demon. The blade soared through the air toward him, straight and swift like an arrow, and he caught it in one hand as he turned to me with the attitude of a man slightly impressed.

An impossible catch, even by the best demons.

“What in hell?” I cursed.

Tyrius was staring slack-jawed at the approaching form as he assessed the new threat with his fur bristling around him, making him appear twice his size.

The demon came to a halt before us, his right hand outstretched with my soul blade, holding it by the blade, which he shouldn’t be able to do without great pain or the skin of his palm melting.

The demon’s red eyes met mine and he smiled lazily, as if pleased that I’d tried to hurt him. There was a pop, and my soul blade burst into flames with a mixture of gold and white. He dropped my blade and in a matter of three seconds, it was nothing but a pile of ash at his feet.

“Holy shit, Rowyn,” breathed Tyrius. From the corners of my eyes, I saw my tiny cat take a few steps back. “Do you know what he is?”

I shrugged, pulse fast. “A bastard for destroying my soul blade.” Okay, yeah, he was a very powerful demon, a big baddie, but I was still ticked. That was my last soul blade, and I didn’t want to have to ask the angel-born for more. Especially not Jax.

Fear was a cascade of sparkles through me, and I shuddered as I tried to stay calm. He didn’t stink like demon, the usual sulfur and rot. But maybe that was just because the overpowering smoke was affecting my senses.

I didn’t know why a demon decided to show up like that, uninvited. But now the demon was in the way, and I was starting to get pissed. I didn’t have time for this.

Small wrinkles formed around his playful eyes. He looked to be in his late thirties, but I knew that was just a façade. He could be a thousand years old for all I knew. Probably was. Yikes.

Despite my anger, I squirmed as his red eyes moved from Tyrius to me.

“Not the welcome reunion I was expecting,” said the demon as he pulled on the sleeves of his red suit, his voice sounding eloquent, well versed, and normal, totally not what I was expecting.

“Reunion?” I laughed, feeling some courage returning to my body. “Are you smoking crack? What the hell do you want?”

“Hell,” said the demon, a sly smile on his lips. “Interesting choice of words.” He reached inside his jacket and pulled out a small metal box, flipping it open and plucking out a cigarette. He put it to his lips and lit it with a metal lighter. The demon puffed for a second and then dropped the lighter and metal box inside his jacket pocket.

Moving my hands to my waist, I yanked out my hunting knife.

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