Ayil by Brenda Trim & Tami Julka

Author:Brenda Trim & Tami Julka [Brenda Trim & Tami Julka]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Alphas, Angels, Babies, Barghests, Cambions, Castles, Cat Shifters, Cats, Childern, Demons, Dragon Shifters, Dragons, Faeries, Faery, Faes, Faires, Fairies, Fairy, Fantasy Romance, Fated Mates, Feys, Gnomes, Goddesses, Gods, Harpies, Hobgoblins, Kings, Kippies, Love Story, Mages, Magic, Mates, Ménage, Ménage À Trois, Omegas, Paranormal Romance, Princes, Princesses, Queens, Reverse Harem, Romance, Science Fiction Romance, Seelie, Seelie Faes, Seelies, Shapeshifters, Sorcerers, Sorcery, Trolls, Tuatha Dé Danann, Twins, Unseelie Faes, Unseelies, Valkyries, Vampires, Warlocks, Warriors, Witches
Goodreads: 43705031
Publisher: Trim and Julka, LLC
Published: 2019-03-25T14:00:00+00:00

Jax leaned over the steering wheel and looked out the windshield. “Why is it that all crack houses look the same?”

Bhric chuckled and opened his door. “Aye, it does. But, how do you know what a crack house looks like?”

“From TV and movies. This is what every crack house has ever looked like with the boarded-up windows, spray paint, and the trash and weeds all over the yard.”

“And then there is the neighborhood. I’ve never seen slums firsthand before,” Evzen replied as he tried to hide his shudder of revulsion. He had to agree. Any movie he’d ever watched with a drug house in it looked just as lifeless.

“This is the ugly side of life. The one Elsie wants to save everyone from,” Bhric replied as they headed up the sidewalk.

Evzen was nodding his head in agreement although no one saw because they’d crossed the threshold. “She’s made a lot of changes to the way we run the realm and, I for one, thank her. It’s difficult to rid the guilt from ignoring the way many suffered because we believed the realm was above poverty and abuse.”

Bhric withdrew a sgian dubh from the waistband of his leather pants. “Och, now you sound like Zander.”

Evzen cocked his head and tried to see what had the warrior spooked. Nothing stood out to him to warrant a weapon. The house seemed empty, but Evzen still whispered his response. “That’s because we are responsible for countless civilians. We made decisions that impacted their lives and not for the better like we wanted.”

A staircase was to the immediate left of the entryway while a living room was to the right. The carpet to the right was filthy. Evzen’s nose was hit by urine, feces, rotting food and chemicals.

The sagging couch had more holes than swiss cheese and metal coils filled with white cotton stuck through nearly every square inch of cushion. The trash was piled so high in places he wondered what it started out as. The aluminum cans were fairly obvious, as was the empty pizza boxes. The rest looked like bags, but he couldn’t be sure.

Through it all, there was a hint of magic in the atmosphere, but when he glanced around, Evzen saw no indication of the source.

Bhric’s boot stuck to the ground when he took a step to head through the living room. Evzen cringed when his shoes squished through Gods-only-knew what on the floor.

“Do you sense anyone in the house?” Bhric asked Jax.

The shifter stopped next to a broken table and flared his nostrils then shifted his eyes around the room. “No. The house is empty.”

“That’s what I thought.” Bhric used the tip of his weapon to move trash off the counter.

“How are we supposed to find anything in this place? I’m not touching anything here,” Evzen informed the warriors. The Gods only knew what lurked in the all this crap.

“Don’t be a douche,” Bhric growled at him. “You two check down here while I clear the second floor.”

Jax kicked aside a broken chair and Evzen used his staff to move debris around on the counters.

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