Monster's Kiss by C.D. Gorri

Author:C.D. Gorri
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781773575667
Publisher: Naughty Nights Press LLC

CHAPTER 9

Serena

The first week of classes was a blur of activity. I could not believe I was learning things like Defense Against the Dark Arts—something I had only heard about in fictional movies about Wizards and Witches.

Only, this wasn’t fiction, and Witches and Wizards were real, along with a whole slew of other supernaturals. I was still getting used to sitting next to people with scales and fur, horns, wings, tails, multiple legs, and arms, and even tentacles.

There was a Merman in my History of Magic class who needed to be submerged in saltwater every forty-five minutes or his skin erupted in hives, some sort of allergic reaction to air. Lucky for him, Professor Bannerman, a mysterious man if ever I saw one with a mane of dreadlocks, layers of dark robes, and a small red dragon perched on his shoulder, had agreed to allow the Merman, Nathan, to bring a portable pool into his weekly three and a half hour-long lecture.

It was dinnertime, and I was famished. In fact, I had been all week. No matter how much I tried to eat, the hunger was still there, and I knew it was because I’d been avoiding him. Raven. The Draugr.

All week long, I’d heard whispers of the fierce Nordic monster. Many of the students at Blackthorn thought him something of a devil, a revenant, whatever the fuck that meant.

Raven had tried several times to reach me, calling my dorm room, and tracking me down in the halls. I pushed him away each time. Maybe I was a coward, but the idea of being one of his women made my skin crawl and my heart feel like breaking.

It was ridiculous. I hardly knew him. So, what if I felt inexplicably drawn to the man, er, monster?

My thoughts strayed to the latest gossip I’d heard about the Draugr, and the tale had made my blood run cold. His ancestors were Northmen, Vikings, cursed by the All Father for an unthinkable offense. Cannibalism was vile in just about every culture I could think of, and yet, that act had birthed the legend of the man I knew as Raven.

“Hey,” someone said beside me, bumping my shoulder as I waited in line for a smoothie.

Turning my head, I saw Dietrich and Olaf standing beside me. I should have guessed. The two of them were joined at the hip, and where there was one, I was sure to find the other. After their initial reaction to my talents, they’d both apologized and seemed accepting of my apparently rare gifts.

Today, I learned a little more about necromancy from Professor Bannerman. Apparently, communicating with the dead had long been categorized as a Dark Art. But times were changing, and the Academy was working on changing that point of view.

“How were your classes today?” Dietrich asked conversationally.

“Fine.”

I was not feeling very talkative, but that didn’t stop the green-skinned guy from chatting away about his own day. By the time we got our drinks and placed our orders

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