Demon Rising (Dark Rising Trilogy Book 1) by DeAnna Browne

Author:DeAnna Browne [Browne, DeAnna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Celtic Moon Press
Published: 2018-03-31T22:00:00+00:00

“You could be some sort of legendary mountain yeti, you know that?” Becca glanced over her shoulder at Darion who lagged a few feet behind. Nevada gave him the classic bodyguard look, muscles on top of muscles and short buzzed hair. His eyes were so dark brown, people might consider him a Soultorn at first sight.

She felt just as foolish dressed up, strolling along in an old parking lot that smelled of oil and dirt.

A ridiculous grin covered his face. “Admit it. You think I’m hot.”

“I’ll try to contain myself,” she joked, trying to ease the tension in her chest. It was better when she didn’t look at Darion anyways. His new look unnerved her.

A couple of bored drivers stood out next to their cars, smoking. She shifted, unsteady under their gaze.

“To your left,” Darion murmured behind her.

A small rundown office building stood in the center of the parking lot, the remains of a car dealership. Shards of broken glass hung from windowpanes. The front door swayed back and forth in a light breeze. One strong wind may take the whole thing down.

There was an eerie feeling that more than dusty furniture peered out of those vacant windows. She itched to tug down her dress. She fought instinct and ignored the slit that almost reached her hip. It wasn’t her body anyone would see. It was Nevada’s creation—a difficult one at that.

It had taken over an hour for Nevada and her to agree on the dark silver dress that hugged her body. One sleeve traveled down to her wrist, the other completely absent, leaving her shoulder bare. At least the flexible material let her move.

Nevada had left her long black hair strait as a board.

Becca missed her ponytail. But she had to admit, she’d fallen in love with her new boots that conveniently hid a knife.

“It’s through the door.” Darion’s voice wavered slightly. “We don’t have to go.”

“Yes. I do.” There was no going back emptyhanded. As she crossed the threshold, a slight tingling sensation ran down her spine. In a heartbeat, her world spun, dizzying colors that morphed into something new.

Gone was the stained carpet and fallen chairs. Instead, a large dark tree trunk filled her view. The brightly colored red and orange leaves continued up to the sky. A lightheaded sensation forced her to look back down.

She wanted to bottle this smell of fresh air and fallen leaves. It reminded her of home. Not of the pain or loss, but the peace of the wild.

A squirrel scurried by, rustling through the underbrush and then continuing up the path as if leading them. The trees lined a path ahead, while the roots formed into steps, ascending under the canopy of colored leaves. It was perfection. Darion cleared his throat.

Right. Don’t gawk at the magic. This demon-fueled illusion was hard not to be drawn into. Fall at its finest.

She climbed the steps as the leaves played in the wind, blowing over their feet. And though the path appeared long, they reached the top in a minute.

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