Hell and Back (The Devil's Daughter Book 6) by G.A. Chase

Author:G.A. Chase [Chase, G.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bayou Moon Press, LLC
Published: 2019-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

12

Sere hated retracing her flight, but as long as she was hauling the totems, there was only one place where she could talk to Kendell without alerting either version of Marjory Laroque.

As she flew over the swamp, the bag grew heavier and heavier. I’m human in origin, this body is part science and part Wiccan magic, and these friggin’ totems are voodoo. The weight must have to do with the conflicting systems. She cleared the final line of trees before swooping down toward the meadow. Her eyes, ears, and lungs burned. She dropped the bag before her landing knoll, grateful to be back where Chloe could help.

Putting her legs down for the landing, she ended up face-first in the waterlogged ground then did a somersault onto her back. “Fuck me.” Everything hurt.

Chloe ran out from the tree line. “Just lie there for a minute. You’ll be okay.”

“The hell I will.” Instead of a raspy reptilian voice, Sere heard the uncomfortable tones of a human man. “What’s happening to me?”

The swamp witch leaned down next to her. After having seen the woman as a small human, having her loom over her felt like staring at a giant. “You burned out Smoke’s battery. With all of the flying and fighting, you’ve exhausted the magic that made him a dragon. We’re down to Bernie’s physical projection, which—due to being equal in size to the real man—is much easier to manifest.”

“Please stop talking.” Sere’s ears felt like a freight train was using them as a tunnel through her brain. She pointed out toward the field. “Voodoo totems.”

“Right.” Chloe looked up and over Sere. “I’ll raise Kendell.”

Sere struggled to sit up in the rain. Though she’d only been a dragon for a short time, being back in a human body with all of its sensitivities, aches, and limitations was nearly as bad as being in hell. With Chloe nothing more than a ghost, Sere forced herself to her feet. She had to check on the totems. They ran the risk of leaking ghosts after their race with Bart through the city streets and their rough landing with Sere.

She carefully opened the bag and lifted each rough-hewn voodoo sculpture. With their nail-head hair bent in all directions, the old wooden heads looked like they’d had a difficult flight, but each of the precious blue jars that nestled in the chest cavities was undamaged. “Well, the good news is the totems are safe.”

“And I guess we can all see the bad news,” Kendell said.

Sere swung around toward were Chloe stood and saw Kendell standing along with a holographic office full of people. “So long as you’ve got an answer for what to do with these trapped spirits, my physical form shouldn’t be an issue.” Sere really didn’t want to hear about how she’d flubbed up being a dragon, especially not from the people who’d started this whole hellish nightmare.

Myles put his hand on Kendell’s back. The gesture of support was one Sere had seen throughout her life. Kendell looked at him and smiled before turning back to Sere.

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