Doomsday Brethren - 01 Tempt Me With Darkness by Shayla Black

Author:Shayla Black
Language: nld
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2011-10-30T07:01:25+00:00

LEVEN

OLIVIA SLANTED A GLANCEpast the men and out the cottage door, to find a sea of gray robes trimmed in blood red with an unfamiliar symbol on the front.

“Oh God,” she uttered, shock and fear blending to stun her.

Bram cursed. “We must leave! Get Olivia and the Diary and I will transport us to my house.”

“I will not forfeit my home without a fight.” Marrok stood ready to defend all that was his.

“Give me the book, then. Let me protect it.”

Marrok’s glance answered Bram with a silent “hell no.”

“Stubborn prat.” Bram charged for the door, then shouted to the others, “Wands at the ready; this will be ugly. Fight!”

Duke jumped into the fray with his wand. Just outside, Lucan brandished his own wand furiously. Three of the Anarki dropped instantly. Others merely jolted when a spell hit them, then resumed, zombie-like, coming straight for the cottage door.

As they shuffled closer, Olivia gasped. Their skin looked cadaver-pale. One reached the threshold, staring at her with colorless, malevolent eyes.

“What is that ?” she cried out, recoiling.

“Former human,” her father said. “Unlike Anarki wizards, these creatures have no soul.”

“I don’t understand.”

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“Mathias lacks enough wizards for his cause, so he converts humans to swell his ranks. He abducts capable men—often military. He rips out their souls, then commands their thoughts and actions. Nothing can break the link but death of the body.”

Another of the eerie Anarki reached the door. Then another. Marrok and Richard shoved them back.

One reached inside and swiped out at Olivia with rotting hands, its grip missing her shirt by a mere breath. Cold oozed from him, like a walking freezer. Gasping, she jumped back.

Her insides shook, washing her in terror, brutal and breath-stealing. That…thing had nearly touched her with its rotting flesh. But the eyes in the sagging face were alive—and ruthless.

Marrok shoved the book into her hands and grabbed his broadsword. With a mighty growl, he wielded the weapon, skewering all three zombies at once on his blade. Black blood oozed from noses and mouths. Though she was thrilled they’d been stopped, Olivia clutched the book in horror.

Nothing fazed Marrok. With a yank of his massive arm, he freed the sword, then lopped the head off another soulless demon headed in Olivia’s direction.

Mathias had targeted her, and these beings were too big to fight off with self-defense techniques and a can of Mace, damn it. “Should I hide with the book in the back of the house?” Without pausing, Marrok stepped over the bodies and into the fray. “Nay. They may sneak behind you.”

Good point.

He charged another pair of half-dead Anarki and emerged victorious. Relief edged through her. It wasn’t logical; he was immortal and healed instantly, but…what if something happened to him? Without Marrok, life would seem empty again.

When had she started falling for the hunky immortal?

Didn’t matter right now. She wasn’t giving him up until it was her choice, not some extra from Night of the Living Dead.

Whirling on one foot, she sprinted down the hall.

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