Death Deceives: Book Three (Mortis Vampire Series) by J.C. Diem

Author:J.C. Diem [Diem, J.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carpe Noctem
Published: 2013-08-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

With my enhanced speed, I shifted away from the human so she wouldn’t be trampled in the stampede. Both of my swords appeared in my hands but I was reluctant to chop my kin apart. We were a rapidly dwindling breed since most of us had now been converted into imps and many more were being drawn to the same fate.

Parrying and blocking, I easily held the mob off without sustaining any further tears in my coat or suit. Young and cocky, the green eyed worshipper lunged forward and tried to stab me in the face with a rusty sword that had probably belonged to his great-great-great-grandfather.

Thinking fast, which was unlike me, I parried his blow then grabbed him by the front of his robe. I spun him around so his back was to me and pinned his sword arm tightly against his chest. Now his friends would have to go through him to get to me. As I’d suspected, they halted their attack.

Aventius motioned for his followers to lower their weapons. “What do you want from us, fiend?”

I’d been called many unflattering things but that was a new one. “I want every new vampire I meet to stop trying to kill me.” A shrill giggle from outside followed my words. Geordie had moved closer to the condemned brick building and that meant all of my friends were near. “You might as well come in, guys,” I called out. “None of these people are possessed.” Not yet anyway but it was only a matter of time.

Sharing disturbed glances, the robed ones huddled together as my companions kicked in the front door and entered the building. In seconds, Luc reached my side. He raised a cool eyebrow at my vampire shield. “Have you found yourself a pet, Natalie?”

“Let me go,” the sullen young man said and I pushed him away. Now that they were faced with five of their kin instead of just little old me, their bravado had fled.

“Lord Lucentio?” Aventius said and pushed his hood back.

“Councillor Aventius,” my one true love replied with a rather formal nod. That confirmed my suspicions about where I’d seen the robed one before. He had been one of the figures cowering behind the Comtesse’s throne when she had ordered Luc to behead me. “You have been gone from the Court for several months and we feared you had perished.” I assumed the ‘we’ Luc was referring to was the Comtesse and the other seven Councillors. I doubted any of the courtiers particularly gave a crap what happened to their leaders.

Clasping his hands together, the hollow cheeked vamp cut a quick glance at me. “When I first heard the rumour that Mortis had at last risen, I formed this small group of believers. I knew Mortis would not truly die when the Comtesse ordered her to be dismembered. As the Unholy Matron’s true followers, we were hoping to be spared from the decimation of our species that was prophesized over two thousand years ago.

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