A Job From Hell (Ancient Legends #1) by Scott Jayde

Author:Scott, Jayde [Scott, Jayde]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aurora Press
Published: 2011-04-30T22:00:00+00:00

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The demon—Thrain—arrived the next day, shortly after dark. I could smell him from a mile—incense and heat mingling with the sweet scent of blood. Although I could never quite shake off that gnawing sense of hunger that came whenever I picked up the scent of blood, my stomach turned. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door before the demon drove up the path in a shiny, black SUV with tinted windows.

Thrain stepped out, a large grin playing on his lips. “Dude, what happened to you? Someone pound on your face?” He appeared to be the dodgy male version of Cass: tall with disheveled hair, dressed in tattered jeans and a crumpled shirt.

“Yeah, I was in a giant pillow fight. Come on in.” I shook his hand and stepped aside to let him walk past.

“Yo, how hard were those pillows?”

I grimaced. Not only did he dress like Cass, he also had her strange sense of humor. Must be a hell thing. As soon as we entered the library, Clare’s gaze locked on Thrain, and she almost tripped over herself to greet him. “Hi there, I’m—”

“An idiot,” Kieran said, rolling his eyes.

Thrain grinned and shook Clare’s hand. “Well, hello, Miss Idiot.”

She pointed at Kieran. “He’s the idiot. I’m Clare.”

“Okay, that’s enough,” I said. “So glad we got the introductions straightened out.”

“Cass said you needed my help?” Thrain dropped on the sofa and crossed his right ankle over his left knee. Clare sat down next to him, enthralled by whatever she found so attractive about his bad boy attitude, oblivious to the reek of ritual and offerings wafting from him.

Kieran sat next to me and leaned in to whisper in my ear, “I don’t get it. What does Clare see in a guy who looks like he doesn’t know how to commit, is narcissistic, self-absorbed, and in dire need of shave?”

I cocked a brow. “You realize you’re describing yourself, right?”

“Feel this face—not one stubble. Only cavemen don’t shave. I admit, I might have one or two of those traits, but it’s different.”

I smirked. “You’re a diamond in the rough, bro.”

He shook his head. “Look at Clare. I know what she wants with a dude like him—smoldering, volcanic passion. That’s an easy fix. I can erupt any time she wants.”

I laughed. He didn’t just say that. “Whoa, too much information. That’s an image I don’t need seared in my mind for the next hundred years.” I turned to Thrain who didn’t seem to mind Clare’s gawking. “Thanks for coming. Cass probably told you we need you to get us onto Shadow territory.” Kieran snorted and stared ahead, pissed that he wasn’t the center of attention for a change. Blake lurked in the corner, quiet as usual.

Thrain nodded. “You’ve set yourself quite a goal, mate. That’s almost as hard as entering hell without Lucifer noticing.”

“We know that. Otherwise you wouldn’t be here,” Kieran said. With his ego hurt, he didn’t seem to plan on turning his hostility down a notch any time soon.

I nudged him in the ribs and turned my focus back on Thrain.

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