Bloody Devils: A Dark Urban Fantasy Story (The Legacy of a Vampire Witch Book 4) by Theophilus Monroe

Author:Theophilus Monroe [Monroe, Theophilus]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

How could someone who was supposed to be embracing her inner wickedness even want forgiveness? Yes, I’d killed the priest. But I’d also killed Ramon. I know, there was more than enough blame to go around. If Asmodeus hadn’t possessed him to begin with. If Cain hadn’t suggested I embrace the wolf curse to take him down. But I was the one who agreed. If I were a human on trial for murder, you wouldn’t say I was innocent simply because I was acting out someone else’s suggestion. It was my burden.

“Do you think the flambeaux would work to call Ramon, too?” I asked.

Julie pressed her lips together. “We can try, sister.”

Julie lit the flambeaux again. She called Ramon’s name. She spoke a lot of words in Creole I didn’t understand. The flames once again swelled. They returned to their normal size. The smoke cleared.

My heart sank. There was no Ramon.

“Damn,” I said, choking on my tears.

Hailey rubbed my back softly, and Julie took my hand into her own.

“Perhaps, sister, it only works on human spirits?”

I sighed. “But he used to be a human. You’d think…” I stopped before I even finished my thought. No, vampires didn’t recover their human souls when they died. I’d been to hell. They became wraiths. Dreadful spirits that wander through the darkest part of hell—lonely, in agony.

I took a deep breath before wiping a single tear from my cheek. As much as I hoped Ramon would forgive me, it was almost more important for me to say I was sorry. I had to admit that I’d done it. That I was the one too blind to see that the man I’d grown to love over more than a century had been possessed. That I was the one who agreed to Cain’s stupid plan to weaken him when I knew there was a risk our sunlight-blocking spell might fail.

I wasn’t sure if I was angrier at myself for what I’d done or that I felt this way at all. This wasn’t me. It wasn’t who I was supposed to be. The fucking demon queen, a prophesied devil incarnate, an Antichrist.

A loud bang echoed through the house.

“What the hell?” Hailey asked.

I narrowed my eyes. “Julie, mind checking that out?”

Julie nodded and disappeared. A few seconds later, she reappeared. “Looks like five men. One of them with a red container of some kind. A spout on top.”

“Gasoline,” I said. “I think I know who it is. Did one of them have a reddish beard and tired eyes?”

Julie nodded. “They all looked a little bit like that, actually.”

“One of them must be Dennis Sneed—this area’s leader of the Order of the Morning Dawn.”

If I hadn’t just been wallowing in guilt, if I hadn’t been craving forgiveness just moments before, I wouldn’t question it. I’d have enough wickedness at heart that I could brave the sunlight, protected by infernal power, and take them out. But now… the timing to entertain human-like emotions couldn’t have been worse. But they were going to burn down the house.

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