Lover Unbound: Black Dagger Brotherhood 05 by J. R. Ward

Author:J. R. Ward
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Tags: Gods, Vampires
Published: 2011-02-25T13:00:00+00:00

Blay over the blade. A third had John squeezing the trigger… and blowing a barn door in that lesser's head. A fourth had him swinging his stance around to the slayer standing over Qhuinn and rearranging the brass knuckles on his fist.

Pop!

John dropped that lesser with one shot to the temple, black blood spraying out in a fine cloud. The thing crumpled at the knees and fell face-first onto Qhuinn… who was too dazed to do anything other than push the body off him.

John glanced at Blay. The guy was staring up in shock. "Jesus Christ… John."

The lesser by Qhuinn let out a gurgling breath, like a coffeepot that had just finished brewing.

Metal, John thought. He needed something metal. The knife that Blay had been fighting over was nowhere in sight. Where could he find—

A torn-open box of roofing spikes was by the bucket loader.

John went over, picked one out of the bunch, and approached the lesser by Qhuinn. Lifting his hands high, John threw all of his weight and his anger into the slice downward, and in a flash reality shifted like sand: He was holding a dagger, not a length of steel… and he was big, bigger than Blay and Qhuinn…

and he had done this many, many times.

The spike went into the lesser's chest, and the flare of light was brighter than John had expected, shooting into his eyes and running throughout his body in a burning wave. But his job was not done. He stepped over Qhuinn, moving across the asphalt without feeling the ground beneath his feet.

Blay watched, motionless, speechless, as John lifted the spike again. This time, as he brought it down, John opened his mouth and yelled without making a sound, a war cry no less powerful for the fact that it was not heard.

In the aftermath of the light burst he became dimly aware of sirens. No doubt some human had called the police when they heard the gunshots.

John let his arm ease to his side, the spike falling from his hand and clattering across the pavement.

I am not a coward. I am a warrior.

The seizure came on him fast and hard, taking him to the ground, pinning him with invisible arms, making him bounce around in his own skin until he blacked out, the roar of oblivion overtaking him.

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