The Nate Temple Supernatural Thriller Series: Books 1-3 (The Nate Temple Supernatural Thriller Series Boxset) by Shayne Silvers

Author:Shayne Silvers [Silvers, Shayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Horror, Comedy, Thriller & Suspense, New Adult & College, Paranormal, New Adult, gods, Science Fiction & Fantasy, magic, Urban Fantasy, Werewolves & Shifters, wizard, Superheroes, Dragons, Humor, vampires, Mystery, billionaire, fantasy horror dark fantasy, magical realism witches and wizards dark fantasy, wizards and sorcerers, Brothers Grimm, weredragons, Mythology & Folk Tales, Suspense, Supernatural, Fairy Tales, Dark Fantasy, Nate Temple, werewolf paranormal dark romance, Literature & Fiction, vampire with demons shapeshifter werewolves detective paranormal shapeshifter mythology fairy tales, ghost, Fantasy, Myths & Legends, angels, fae, Witches & Wizards, metaphysical occult fae magic, Magical Realism, superhero greek gods, Superhero, supernatural thriller novel, demons, Greek & Roman, action and adventure mystery thriller suspense, shifters, Werewolves, nephilim, Genre Fiction, shifter paranormal romance, action and adventure romance, Romance, Metaphysical, monsters, St. Louis, psychic, action and adventure men adventure, Humor & Entertainment, Thrillers & Suspense
Publisher: Argento Publishing, LLC
Published: 2016-09-22T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 26

The massive oaken door to the Armory opened on now familiar creaky hinges. We stepped inside, welcoming the exotic warmth of the place.

Hope’s pleasant voice called from the balcony. “Your power is almost gone, my host.” Othello gasped, not realizing how rapidly I had been burning through my reserves, and apparently not having taken Gavin’s earlier words to heart. She must have thought he had been lying.

I waved Othello’s concern away, nodding in resignation to Hope. It was bound to happen sooner or later. Othello knew the stakes I was playing for. “Yes.”

“You have many gifts at your disposal that could… even the score. But know that the path you are on is a dangerous one. Before seeking out revenge, dig two graves. Yet you still wish to proceed.” Although it hadn’t been a question, I nodded. “Even after I have shown you what unchecked rage can do? I fear what happened to the brave Achilles may repeat itself through you.” I didn’t respond. She studied me thoughtfully, tapping her lip. “Like your Mardi Gras festival, there is magic in masks….” she finally continued cryptically.

“Not many choices, and fortune cookie answers don’t help.” I grumbled.

“Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure of that.” Seeing that I still didn’t understand her implication, she continued. “If you are unwilling to arm yourself with your new arsenal, then death seems the only solution available. Yet, there are many ways to die. To die heroically is honorable. And despite what you may think, death is not always eternal… seeking death has been a favorite repast of many young heroes.”

I shivered at that. I wasn’t eager to die armed with nothing but a hope for what came next. I also didn’t want to die without seeing Indie again. I might not get that option though. I sensed Othello watching me brood, so shrugged my shoulders. Despite the temptation, I declined Hope’s offer. “It would be too dangerous. I don’t know what I would be unleashing. The things in here are dangerous. They were put here for a reason.”

She smiled, leaning forward, debating like a knowledgeable professor. “Need I remind you that you are now one of those… things. Now you could be considered dangerous.”

I nodded wearily. “Yes. Without my magic, I’m downright terrifying. So, speaking of that, what exactly is this Maker ability? Is it separate from my magic? Part of it? If my magic disappears, do I lose this new ability?”

Hope shrugged sadly. “I truly do not know.”

I sighed, studying my little playboy Jiminy Cricket, and thinking about what I should do next. Hope met my gaze, refusing to blink, seeming to appreciate my scrutiny for some reason. A new thought struck me. I realized that if I failed, she was stuck here… forever. Since my blood was the Key, she would no longer have a means of escape. She truly wanted to help me, but if I couldn’t figure this out, she would be locked up here for eternity. After everything she had done to help me, she was going to be stuck in this Armory.

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