The Vampire and the Ink of Doom (Dreadful Vampire Mysteries Book 1) by Piper Alexander

Author:Piper Alexander [Alexander, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-10-26T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

The curly-haired witch noticed me as soon as I stepped inside her tent. She said something to the customer she was helping, pointed to one of her assistants behind the cash register, and then headed straight towards me like a guided missile, the easy smile she had been wearing moments ago now gone without a trace. “What are you doing here?” she whisper-shouted. “You’re going to scare my customers.”

“Only if you make them think you’ve lost your mind by tossing another garlic bomb at me.”

Her cheeks turned as red as her hair. “Yeah, sorry about that. Guess I over-reacted.” Her eyes dropped down to my ink-stained hand. “Pen explode?”

I held it up for her to get a closer look. “That’s actually why I’m here. Ever heard of an Atramentum Daemonium?”

“An Ink Demon? Only the basics. It’s very old-school… even by witch standards.”

“Well, someone made something old new again.”

“What do you mean?”

“The librarian.”

Hazel gasped. “Mr. Sheldon was killed by an Ink Demon?”

“The assistant librarian found a book filled with blank pages. And then a freaky vampire thing attacked me when I was leaving. It exploded into a cloud of ink when I hit it.”

I thought about telling her how an untied shoe might have accidentally saved my life. Decided at the last second not to.

“Well…” A look of concern crossed Hazel’s face.

“What?”

“Hazel,” a customer excitedly called from two aisles over. “I think someone might have lost a book while they were shopping. It looks like a children’s book.”

Hazel and I looked over at the customer. In her hands was a brightly-colored, powder-blue book with a clown on the cover. “Don’t open —” we both started to shout, but it was too late. She flipped open the book.

A bright light exploded from the pages and hurricane-force winds began blowing through the tent, knocking the woman down. As the lights flickered on and off, I saw the words lift from the pages and form a cloud in the air over the book.

“This isn’t good,” Hazel shouted, her words whisked away by the wind almost as soon as she said them.

“I figured that out,” I shouted back. “What do we do?”

Hazel didn’t answer. Instead, she stared at the book, eyes wide, her already pale skin turning so white that her freckles almost seemed to glow. The swirling funnel of ink began to take shape. I glanced at the cover again and swore. This was not going to be fun.

The black ink began to sparkle in a wide variety of colors — like sunlight hitting an oil slick — and then my worst nightmare began to take shape in front of me. A bright red over-sized shoe stepped out from the spinning cyclone of ink. Above the shoe, a rainbow-striped pant leg, which was soon joined by its twin. The ink twisted and coiled upon itself, congealing into a solid shape.

The rainbow pants ran up to a bright orange belt, a blood-red vest with big silver buttons over a blindingly-white shirt, a black and

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