Demon Born (Hellfire Academy Book 1) by C. L. Coffey

Author:C. L. Coffey [Coffey, C. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Axellia Publishing
Published: 2020-11-01T16:00:00+00:00

I took a deep breath. “It’s a long story,” I told her. “But right now, I think you should get a warm shower. I don’t see how else you’re going to warm up.” Without giving her another option, I ducked into the bathroom and started the water.

While Leigh-Ann showered, I pulled my soaked pajamas off and hurriedly changed into a second pair. Making sure to grab Leigh-Ann’s blankets from her bed, I sank into my sofa and waited for her to return.

She took her time in the shower, not that I blamed her. When she did leave the bathroom, her cheeks were pink, and she wasn’t shivering as much. She hurried over to join me under the covers and curled up in a ball beside me.

“I have nightmares,” she finally admitted.

“What happens in them?” When she wouldn’t look me in the eyes, I scooted over and grabbed her hand. “Leigh-Ann, I promise that whatever you tell me won’t leave this room.”

She looked at me, tears lining her eyes, and nodded. “They started at the beginning of my junior year of high school. At first, they were just strange.” She sniffed. “You know, like all the birds suddenly falling out of the sky, or the river would turn red, like blood.”

“That sounds weird, but not too different from the weird dreams most people have.”

“They weren’t too bad at school,” Leigh-Ann told me, biting her lip. “When I started here, they got worse. I would dream about things happening to me.”

“You’d get hurt?”

She shook her head. “Not seriously. In high school, I would be in gym class, and I’d stumble, and the volleyball would hit me in the face.”

“That seems a long way from walking around in a blizzard.”

“I know, but when I had gym the next day, I did stumble, and the volleyball did hit me in the face. I thought it was déjà vu or something, but then the dreams started getting stranger.” She turned, angling her body towards me and leaned forward. “I dreamed about the angels in New Orleans before it happened. My friend mentioned it in homeroom one morning, and I knew before she said anything that there was a man and that he was being carried by an angel with blue wings. Wings of light, not feathers.”

“Okay,” I said, drawing out the word. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe her, but I’d seen Gabriel’s wings, and they were gold, even if they were made of light.

“I know it sounds crazy,” Leigh-Ann told me. She let out a bark of a laugh. “I thought I was having psychic dreams, and that’s crazy. But every dream I had would eventually come true. Whether it was what breakfast was going to be the next day, or if the news reported an earthquake in Asia. Then they started getting worse. I started dreaming that Harrison would die.”

“But he hasn’t,” I said, gently. “He’s still very much alive.”

“I know,” Leigh-Ann whispered. “But everything else has come true.”

“Does this … have anything to do with why you don’t like Lottie?”

“She used to be my roommate,” Leigh-Ann muttered.

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