Run Angel Run: A Steamy Dark Fantasy Romance (The Angels of David's Town Book 1) by Karen Van Der Poll

Author:Karen Van Der Poll [Van Der Poll, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 3 Umfana Publishers
Published: 2021-06-01T05:00:00+00:00

A short while later Cassian slowed the car down and peered over the steering wheel. “I think we’re here.”

There were warrior vehicles parked on the pavement and a crowd of onlookers formed a circle in the center of the road, outside the Lantern compound.

“Time to piss off some vamps,” Danjal muttered as he unbuckled his seatbelt.

The three angel warriors disembarked from the SUV, securing their weapons as they slammed the doors shut. The vampires growled and hissed but fell away clearing a path for the warriors as they made their way to the center of the crowd.

Elijah and Phenix stood facing off with the tallest female Danjal had ever seen. Her six-foot-two, lithe, brown, leather-clad legs ended in a pair of ‘fuck me’ motorcycle boots that screamed warrior. A green singlet displayed long toned arms, her shoulders broad and ripped like man’s. She was armed to the teeth.

Elijah stood deceptively still; his hands hung loosely at his sides. Danjal knew Elijah could put her on her arse with one of his magic tricks way before she could draw either of the two pistols strapped to her slender hips. In her hand, she held a long slim sword, the blade tip resting on the ground at her side.

“Get out of my way, warlock.” She glowered. “I have work to do, or are you offering to be the body my liege demands?”

“You can try.” Elijah smiled, his gaze unwavering.

She raised her sword and ran it slowly up his leg from his studded boots to his inner thigh. “I’ll make you my bitch.” She licked her lips suggestively. “And take your balls to my liege, served on a platter of ice, instead.”

Danjal had to give the guy credit. Even with her sword pressed against his crotch, Elijah stood his ground seemingly unfazed by her threats.

“I could say the same about your tits, but you don’t have any to speak off.” A dirty grin spread across the warlock’s face.

The vampire’s lips twitched, and she pushed the sword higher into Elijah’s crotch. “Some would say more than a handful is a waste.”

Danjal strolled casually into the circle flanked by Cassian and Jequon, who kept one step behind him.

“There will be no body parts lost or lives taken tonight.” Danjal stood beside Elijah and addressed the vampire.

“Says who?” She thrust her chin forward, her gleaming turquoise eyes raked over Danjal.

He found her brash with self-assurance but didn’t doubt she’d earned her position as Sebastian’s enforcer.

“Says me,” Danjal stepped forward, squaring his shoulders, and taking the stance of a man readying for battle.

“And who might you be?” She raised a mocking brow.

Danjal chuckled softly. He knew there wasn’t a creature in David's Town who didn’t know who he was, but he played her game.

“I am Danjal Bendagan, commander of David’s Town Angels. This city is under martial law, my law.” He pointed at her sword. “So give Elijah’s crotch a break, and let Sebastian know I’m here.”

“How fascinating.” She tutted. “Danjal of the Dagan clan. Look at you all puffed up and pompous.

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