Shadow Detective Supernatural Dark Urban Fantasy Series: Books 7-9 (Shadow Detective Boxset Book 3) by William Massa

Author:William Massa [Massa, William]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Critical Mass Publishing
Published: 2018-09-08T06:00:00+00:00

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Cyon unleashed a bestial roar inside my head, and I wanted to join in the demon’s rage. While we had been busy plotting and strategizing and hunting other monsters, the archdemon hadn’t remained idle. He must have contacted Crull’s daughter and helped her rebuild the Crimson Circle, with the goal of turning the cult’s followers into Morgal’s soldiers here on Earth. I could almost hear the archdemon’s mocking laughter echoing through my soul.

What fools we’d been!

And now we were going pay the price for our shortsightedness. All too soon, Morgal’s most loyal demons would enter this world and begin to remake Earth in the archdemon’s image. With his power growing, the monster who had slaughtered my parents would turn his attention to the throne of Hell. Would Morgal be able to defeat Satan? I didn’t know, but many innocent lives would perish for his ambition. What nightmares would his agents unleash across the globe? Plagues, monsters, wars—horrors I couldn’t even fathom.

Worst of all, Morgal’s minions had the grimoire, the source of Cyon’s black magic powers. Without it, the demon couldn’t cast spells and didn’t stand a chance against his former master. What should have been our greatest weapon against Morgal had become an instrumental element in his plans of conquest instead. And what a plan it was. Diabolical and ingenious. If I wasn’t so terrified, I might have been impressed.

I had believed the Crimson Circle was bolstering its bank accounts with these occult auctions. I could have not been more wrong about their motives. Now I realized their sale of ancient relics served a far darker purpose—they were bait. As the underground auctions grew more popular among the super-rich, more powerful people became tempted to attend them.

And tonight, the trap would snap shut.

I had to get out here. Easier said than done. No brilliant plan presented itself, so I decided to stall for time.

“You only have one copy of the grimoire,” I said to Lamia as she got to her feet. “Good luck conjuring Morgal’s buddies without the other two copies of the Daemonium.”

As far as I knew, there existed three copies of the Daemonium. The White Crescent kept two at their headquarters in Italy, and Lamia now owned the third volume. If someone should be foolish enough to reunite the three volumes, they would morph into a single infernal tome. Only then would the book’s true power be unlocked.

Lamia grinned at me. “I’m well aware of the limitations of your little book of magic. That’s why I went on a field trip to Italy.”

As she spoke, Lamia donned the Noh mask again, and her features changed into the familiar face of Father Cabrera. My blood turned to ice. Lamia must’ve used the Noh mask to impersonate the man. Had she harmed the real Cabrera?

Lamia continued in Cabrera’s voice. “We have all three copies of the Daemonium, my dear Raven, and tonight we will unleash their power upon this world.”

The exorcist commander smiled and morphed back into Lamia. Her eyes blazed with hate and madness.

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