Days Gone Bad (Vesik Book 1) by Eric Asher

Author:Eric Asher [Asher, Eric]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal & Urban, Unknown, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy
Amazon: B00BDUUXSA
Publisher: Eric R. Asher
Published: 2013-02-08T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

It only took fifteen minutes to drive to Town and Country. Sometimes I wondered what the neighbors in the upscale community would think if they knew what was living next door. I knocked and Vik answered.

“Hey, D. You here for Sam?”

I stared at Vik and blinked. “That sounded unusually casual.”

Vik grinned and flashed his fangs. “One must adapt to the times.”

“Don’t want to know. I’m actually looking for Zola.”

“I believe she is downstairs in Sam’s room. I will inform them of your arrival.”

I sat down on the cherry bench on the right side of the entryway. The Pit’s house verged on being vulgar in its opulence. A vaulted ceiling spread out from the double doors and soared above a grand staircase. Magnificent wooden steps and banisters, each carved with vines and flowers, traced a path to the basement in the center of the staircase, and two stairways flared out along the sides to meet again on the second floor. The landing was graced with a four-foot pewter tree of life. Hanging above the stairs to the basement was an ancient coat of arms. The swords looked real and well oiled, lit by an old crystal chandelier that hung from a gilded gothic moulding.

I cursed in surprise as the Forest Park brunette vampire in the red dress, now wearing jeans and a blue knit top, walked around the left corner from the dining room. She froze for only a moment. Vik and Sam crested the stairs, with Zola close behind them.

“Impadda!”

The brunette lunged at me as I called up the shield. Vik’s eyes went wide and he blurred into motion, tackling her before she hit my shield. She reached toward me, but Vik grabbed her wrist, spun her around, and locked her in a bear hug. He looked pissed.

“Devon!” He was an inch from her face and yelling. “What the fuck are you doing?!”

“Unfinished business,” she hissed. Her body jerked in Vik’s hold and something made a terrible, wet popping sound. Vik’s anger broke and rose into a cry of agony. His arms dangled at the elbows as he staggered away from Devon.

She leapt at me again only to be smashed out one of the front door by my sister. Wood splintered and crashed to the floor as I dropped the shield. I glanced at Vik. Zola was already leaned over him, with his right arm stretched out. I dashed outside to help Sam, only to find her flying backwards through the air. I think I cursed as tried my best to catch her and we both slammed into the remnants of the left door.

“Soon, Vesik,” Devon said. She pointed her index finger and backed off into a line of trees and shrubs.

Sam climbed off me and offered her hand. I took it and stood up, brushing away the dirt and splinters.

“Devon?” I said to no one in particular.

“Yes, Damian,” Vik said. I turned back to the now door-less entryway. He was rubbing his elbows and grimacing, but at least his arms were moving again.

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