Demon Hunter [01] Chosen by Adam Dark & Matthew Thrush

Author:Adam Dark & Matthew Thrush [Dark, Adam & Thrush, Matthew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Amazon: B07MS5NDW2
Goodreads: 52078877
Publisher: King of Kings Publishing
Published: 2019-03-31T23:00:00+00:00

14

Ben choked the air back into his lungs, gasping like someone had forced and held his head underwater for too long. His legs gave out beneath him, and he crumpled right there onto the sticky linoleum floor of his kitchen.

“What the—” Peter dropped to his knees beside Ben. “Hey, what’s going on? What happened?”

Ben couldn’t even turn his head to look at his friend, gaping up at the ceiling and highly aware of how quickly and heavily his chest rose and fell around his burning lungs.

Ebra’s grating cackle came from the other side of the card table. The demon slammed his hands onto its black plastic covering and leaned over it, gleefully screeching down at Ben with wide yellow eyes, like whatever trick he’d just pulled had been exactly what Ben deserved for playing with demonic fire.

Peter’s head whipped around toward his backpack by the door and The Lesser Key of Solomon bent awkwardly where it had landed. “Shit!” He jumped up and lunged toward the card table, bringing his hands swiftly up under it to heave it over onto its side. The table hardly weighed anything, so the force behind his desperate gesture sent the thing flying upside-down, its cheap metal legs clattering against the corner of the kitchen wall. The second the crystal left its place on the drawn Table of Solomon and the leather messenger bag, Ebra’s treacherous form disappeared like that. The sound of his cruel delight cut off abruptly, leaving nothing behind but the overwhelming stench of burning hair.

Peter only stood there with his arms still raised, as if he’d just slapped someone and didn’t know either what he should do next or how the person might respond. Then he broke into a fit of wheezing coughs and fumbled in his pocket for the inhaler. Two urgent puffs later, he was back on the kitchen floor beside Ben, blinking furiously and rocking a little; Ben thought his friend just couldn’t decide if he wanted to reach out and steady himself or turn and bolt out the front door. “What was that?” Peter blurted.

Ben shook his head and swallowed roughly; his throat felt like it had been ripped apart. “I—” He couldn’t get it out, but Peter stood without a word to fill a mug with tap water. When he handed it to Ben, it was empty in almost three seconds. “I saw him.”

“What?”

“I saw him. Ian. He’s in that house.”

Peter slumped sideways off his knees to sit on the floor and quickly shook his head. “What?”

Ben moved slowly, pulling himself up from where he’d propped himself on an elbow to drink the water. He didn’t want to keep lying there on the floor like a stunned animal. “That demon,” he said, shooting a finger toward the overturned table, “took me somewhere else. I mean, it was here. But it wasn’t here. It was something totally different. Then he dragged me through everything, and we were in the house. We were there. And Ian. And… something

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