Midnight Burn: a New Adult Paranormal Romance Novel (Gothic Angels) by Ashur Rose

Author:Ashur Rose [Rose, Ashur]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wet
Published: 2017-05-01T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

IAIN

HE HAD TO DRAG himself away from her, eons of instinct for killing shades allowing him the leverage against his spectra. Shouts and crashes came from below. Iain bounded down the stairs, tossing aside his trench coat. Wings outstretched, he launched himself at the main bar.

Shifters, vampires, magi and fae folk pressed into the walls, hid under tables and ran for the throng at the exit. Two of the wait staff flogged a flaming table with a big overcoat to kill the fire. On the dance floor, Lucius the bouncer cast a spell like a roman candle in a snow globe. In his right hand, a blue orb levitated, awaiting launch.

Shades were invisible to the Fae, as they were to nearly all. Iain had other senses to guide him. Three of the Nether-spawn surrounded the bouncer, held at bay by the incandescent magic. In the corner, Jenny the waitress, back in her younger form, swung a torch in a circle. Pitch spilled, and more smoke drifted in the air. Iain could sense that she swung at nothing.

On stage, the mermaids submerged, their elaborate harps floating on the surface of their thousand-gallon tank. Steele took center stage, fully Dryg, granite muscles flexing as he ripped the arms from a screaming shade.

Iain dived toward the nearest shade menacing the bouncer. With a quick twist of his massive, clawed hands, he broke the creature’s neck. Ears and nose alert, he located the other two, their dim auras barely visible. “There!” he shouted to Lucius, pointing one out.

The Fae launched his blue sphere, the shade catching it mid-chest. Steaming and burning, it fell to its knees, disintegrating into black smoke. Iain grabbed the other by the neck and right thigh. Lifting it off the ground, he knelt, and with a single motion, brought the creature’s back down hard over his knee. With a satisfying crunch, the shade’s spine separated.

Iain knew that as the shade’s polluted aura faded, it would become visible to others. More screams shook the club as the patrons caught sight of the vile thing. Even the most inhuman of the guests and staff rarely, if ever, dealt with creatures straight out of the Nether.

“Help your customers get the fuck out of here,” Iain shouted at Lucius.

With a nod, the Light Fae dissolved to reappear at the exit.

Raze bowled across the dance floor from a curtained room, two shades’ necks in his claws. Roaring and spitting, his Dryg brother crushed the life from his enemies, their auras blinking out.

“Where are they coming from?” Iain shouted the question.

“All over.” Raze rose, fangs bared. “Coming through the emergency exits off the alley and in the back.”

Which explains why the crowd fled to the front doors, Iain thought.

Cree appeared in a doorway behind the bar, a dying shade in his claws. Tossing it aside, he leapt to Jenny’s side.

“Love, you need to get out of here, understand?”

Jenny, torch in both hands, spun toward him. Gaping at the granite-faced Dryg, she paused, then nodded. He took the spitting torch from her.

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