The Vesik Series: Books 4-6 (Vesik Series Boxset Book 2) by Eric Asher

Author:Eric Asher [Asher, Eric]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Eric R. Asher
Published: 2018-02-26T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

We made it down without any broken ankles or gravel-marred faces, though there was one casualty. I dusted off my jeans and frowned at the hole in the knee.

“Damn. I liked these jeans.”

Mike waited on the other side of the quaint stone bridge. I looked over the edge and groaned. What appeared to be a never-ending chasm vanished into absolute darkness far below.

I walked the rest of the way across the bridge without looking down. Instead, I focused on the turrets and giant stones of the castle wall before us.

“Damian.”

I looked up at Mike the Demon.

“Look again into the chasm.”

I glanced down, surprised to find I’d crossed the bridge already. When I looked back at the chasm, something slithered. A grating series of clicks echoed up from the darkness. It wasn’t nearly as deep as I’d thought, which meant whatever was clicking at us was far closer than I wanted it to be. “What the hell?”

“This place is filled with things best not disturbed. We make for the gate, and beyond that we will encounter the next chasm. There are many chasms here in the seventh fortress.”

The earth shook beneath us, and I followed closer to Mike. We moved quickly to the gate. This one sparked like the first, but Mike did not slow his approach. He walked into it, and vanished.

“It’s not physically there,” Sarah said. “He should have explained that, but he’s in a hurry.” She followed the demon through.

“Oh,” I said. “Sure, now everything makes sense.”

“Come on,” Maggie said, dragging me by the sleeve of my T-shirt. “You can grumble later.”

Vicky and Happy stepped through next. I walked beside Maggie. Lightning and power licked at us, and I could have sworn I felt a jolt of shock, and then nothing. We were through, and the others waited in a modest stone corridor.

It looked familiar. Too familiar. “This is the Royal Court of Faerie,” I said.

“An approximation of it, yes,” Mike said.

The massive statues here were black obsidian instead of the cold marble of those in Faerie. Souls wandered freely in the halls, golden life given purpose in the hollow fortress.

I looked to either side when we reached the center. It was a perfect copy of the Royal Court. It felt like the center of an empty stadium, circled in stone benches and evenly spaced, ornately carved thrones. Only Glenn’s throne was different here. It bore the head of a dragon and not the horns I remembered.

“You’ve done well.”

I spun to face the speaker. The dark-touched stood at the entrance we’d come through moments before.

“I’m afraid I can’t let you go farther.” His wings unfurled, stretching toward the roof of the fortress. His fangs grew longer and thicker as we watched.

“Let’s kill him,” Jimmy snarled. The wolf shifted in a heartbeat, and pounded across the stones.

“Jimmy!” Maggie shouted. “Stop!”

The dark-touched barely moved. A quick swipe of his wing talon tore a hole through the ghost’s side.

Jimmy screamed and fell to the stone floor.

I ground my teeth and unholstered the pepperbox, taking aim as the vampire leaned down to the werewolf.

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