Dark Resurrections (Book Three in the Brenna Strachan Series) by Hadena James

Author:Hadena James
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampire, urban fantasy, demon, fantasy, werewolf, witch, gargoyle, otherworldly, brenna strachan, hadena james
Publisher: Hadena James

Chapter Twenty-Three

The entire block was now on lockdown. It had been announced about ten seconds after we had reached the hotel. What I could only assume was some sort of police force had filled the streets.

The hotel room actually seemed small compared to the rooms of my house. There was a single king-sized bed, a recliner I didn’t think my father would fit into, a smallish table and some chairs. There was also a desk with a station to hold a laptop. The dresser held a TV. I didn’t know what sort of channels the Island had, but I was willing to try a few just to check them out.

The room was painted a soothing shade of green with rich browns to liven it up. The bedspread seemed old. All the furniture was real wood. The ceiling was well over my head.

The bathroom was a perfect square. It was large enough for a winged creature to shower in the shower stall. A large square tub, big enough for my father and probably my pregnant mother took up almost one-third of the room. A double sink with wooden cabinets under it and a toilet finished off the room.

I sat down on the bed and stared at Anubis.

“Fine, I will tell you,” he sighed and took a seat in a smallish recliner. It was definitely not built for the winged.

“Stephen Nicholai is a half-breed. Mother a Vampire, father an Angel. He was mad when he was born, Maturing didn’t help. He was confined to the Island because he isn’t really a danger to anyone, but he is a threat. He has a thing about cornering women and shredding their clothes off with those permanent claws. In the 1800’s, some Witch opened a portal into London and Stephen got through it. He terrorized London. He never killed anyone, but he scared the hell out of them. It took about thirty men to get him back and it took us forever to track him down. It was actually how Hunters got started. Since then, he has escaped back into London and a few other places on occasion. The last time was just after World War II. He was supposed to be confined to the Prison after that incident, but I guess he has been paroled. The London papers nicknamed him ‘Spring-Heeled Jack’ because he has an amazing jumping ability. He is almost completely powerless as far as magic goes, even unable to use light to change his appearance. But he is stronger than one can imagine.”

“That’s actually less interesting than I thought it would be,” I admitted.

“If Cerebus scares you, Stephen should scare you. Cerebus has more rational thought.”

“Okie dokie,” I frowned at him.

“Trust me on this; you do not want to be alone with Stephen. You might be able to hold your own for a few minutes, but he’ll have you naked pretty quickly after that.”

“I’ll make a mental…” My door burst open and I sighed heavily as my father entered. Blood was drying in different areas.

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