Vampire Magics by RaShelle Workman

Author:RaShelle Workman [Workman, RaShelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Polished Pen Press, llc
Published: 2020-05-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

“How nice to see you, Lirle.” The voice came from a gray dragon with blood red eyes. His sharp and pointy teeth glistened like they held their own light.

Huge talons clamped around Lirle from behind, holding her like a sharpened straight jacket. She gasped and struggled but couldn’t move. Her captor’s clutches were bigger than Lirle’s body.

The first dragon looked at me. “And you are Jasmine, heir to Sharra and an original vampire. But where are your wings?” He opened his mouth and I thought he intended to burn me to a crisp. Instead his tongue came out and he licked me. Tasting. “Strange,” he said.

“Gross.” I wiped my cheek with the sleeve of my shirt. It occurred to me he was speaking like Abernathy did, with his mouth and not in my mind like Lirle. Perhaps speaking aloud was a skill that came with age.

The first dragon pushed through the trees, causing them to snap and break. Then he pounded his tail on the ground several times in a rhythmic fashion while lifting his head. He roared, sending a streak of fire into the early morning sky.

I guessed he was telling the other Ondror Slayers that we were found.

“Should I eat you or bring you to Vanera?” the dragon said, his nose brushing against my shoulder.

My first instinct was fear, but when the second dragon captured Lirle, another emotion engulfed me. Fury. And with it came my controlled power. “You can try,” I said, quietly, as my twin swords appeared, one in each hand. White lightning skittered around the blades, emitting a light crackling noise.

The dragon reared back slightly; his eyes wide. Then he chuckled, a deep rumbling that started in his throat. “A fighter. I like that, but it’s hardly possible your little swords can hurt one such as me.” He got in my face again, but I wasn’t having it.

“We’ll see,” I said, and using my speed, slid under him. As I went, I jammed both swords up through his throat until they reached his brain. How the magic worked, I wasn’t sure, but they pierced his scales and thick skin like a thorn through soft flesh.

The dragon roared and shook his head. I hung on as I was flung back and forth. His distress only lasted a moment until he dropped to his knees and rolled over, dead.

I yanked out my swords, sending them away before disentangling myself from him. The second dragon still held Lirle, but now his black eyes were afraid. I used that to my advantage. “Do you want to die too or is it possible Lirle can escape?” I rolled my shoulders back and waited for the dragon to respond, prepared to bring forth my swords once again.

He didn’t respond, just lifted into the air with Lirle still clamped tightly in his paw and flew away. Without giving me the chance to fight. Coward!

I couldn’t follow in the air and that awareness frustrated the crap out of me. My wings! How I missed them.

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