The Vortex: Succubus Studies (Succubus Harem Book 9) by L.L. Frost

Author:L.L. Frost
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2018-02-04T22:00:00+00:00

(un)Welcome

“I swear I sent out an email telling them not to come,” I tell Tobias and Emil.

Behind me, music blares as my cousins create an impromptu dance floor by pushing the furniture against the walls.

“We tried calling you, but it keeps going straight to voicemail,” Tobias rumbles. His voice lacks the usual roll of earthquakes, though.

They’re both still low on power, which is probably the only reason my cousins managed to invade our house.

“I haven’t made it to the store to pick up a replacement yet.” I hold my hands up to sooth his temper. “I’ll get them to leave.”

A crash comes from the living room, and Emil’s lip curls. “You’re replacing anything they damage.”

I nod frantically. “Yes, of course I will.”

Over the racket, the doorbell rings, and I rush to answer it, determined to head off at least one of my cousins before they can make it inside.

Landon waits on the porch. He swapped out his usual sweats for designer jeans and a gray, short-sleeved henley. With his hair combed back, he looks ready to walk a runway.

He thrusts a gold, wire cage into my hands. “Happy housewarming.”

As I stare down at the fluttering blue butterfly in confusion, he brushes past me. A cheer of welcome goes up, and I rush after him. “Landon, I cancelled the party.”

“Doesn’t look cancelled to me.” He takes a drink someone thrusts at him.

Beer foams in the red plastic cup, and I spot a keg next to the fireplace. How did they get a keg in here?

I grab his arm and drag him toward the kitchen, shoving the butterfly cage at Emil as I pass with a muttered, “Don’t eat it.”

As we enter the kitchen, Tac glares at me from beneath the dining table, his giant green eyes narrowed with suspicion. He seems to share the same opinion about our unwanted guests that Emil and Tobias do. Thankfully, he hasn’t tried to eat anyone. Yet.

“Nice digs.” Landon takes a long sip from his beer as he glances around, his monarch yellow eyes bright with interest.

For a moment, my gaze shifts to the center island with the beautiful gas stove top, and warmth fills my chest. It’s not mine, exactly, but it makes me happy, the home I’ve found with the cranky destruction demons.

Then, another crash makes me flinch, and I turn back to Landon. “I need them to leave.”

He shrugs. “Then, kick them out.”

“They’re not going to listen to me.” I tug on his wrist. “Help me.”

“No.”

I rear back in surprise. “Why not?”

“I’m your mentor, but you never invite me over.” His lips flatten into a thin line. “I took care of you for almost a century, let you sleep on my couch, but you never invited me to your apartment once you moved out.”

My hands move to my hips. “That’s because you wouldn’t have come anyway!”

“I might have.” He takes another sip of beer, before he adds, “Do you know how many complaints I’ve had to listen to about how unsocial you are? The cousins made a point of taking you out on hunts, and you never call them.

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