Dining with Angels: Bits & Bites from the Demonica Universe by Larissa Ione & Suzanne M. Johnson

Author:Larissa Ione & Suzanne M. Johnson [Ione, Larissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Demonica, Cookbook, Larissa Ione, Suzanne M Johnson
Publisher: Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated
Published: 2018-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

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Reaver materialized in the living room of the Spanish condo he and Harvester had acquired a few months ago. Her goal was to have a house or apartment on every continent and eventually in every country. For her, there wasn’t enough time to do and see everything she wanted, and seeing how she’d spent thousands of years in the hell realm of Sheoul, Reaver didn’t argue with her frantic need to do it all. Even if she wanted to do it all at once.

He started to call out to her when he turned to find his son-in-law, Arik, sitting in Reaver’s favorite recliner, his dark head bent over his phone. From the sounds coming from the device, it appeared he was playing Candy Crush.

“Hey, Pops,” he said, not looking up. “Harvester’s in the kitchen. She said I could wait.”

“What’s up?” Reaver took a seat across from Arik and then shouted to Harvester. “I’m in the living room with Arik.”

Something clinked from the kitchen. “I’ll be right there,” she replied. “I just need to wash the penis off my hands!”

“Can you bring me a beer when you come out?” He looked at Arik. “Want one?”

Arik stared at him. “Aren’t you even going to ask?”

Laughing, Reaver kicked his feet up on the glass coffee table. “I’ve been with Harvester long enough to know better.”

Arik shook his head in dismay.

“You wanna ask?” Reaver said with a gesture toward the kitchen. “Go ahead.”

As predicted, Arik, ever the warrior, couldn’t resist the challenge. “Harvester? Did you say you have to wash the penis off your hands?”

“Yep.”

“Um...why?”

There was another clink. “Do you want me to bring you a beer with penis juice on my hands?”

“No, I mean—”

Reaver gave him a “told you so” look and tried to keep a straight face.

Arik cleared his throat and tried again. The fool. “Why do you have penis, uh, juice, on your hands?”

“For Cara’s hellhounds. Part of the baby shower gift.”

“Penises?”

She poked her head around the corner. “You know how humans give those nasty dried bully sticks to their dogs? Those are dried penises. Hellhounds like ‘em fresh.”

“You’re right,” Arik grumbled to Reaver. “I shouldn’t have asked.”

“I can’t believe you doubted me.” Reaver popped his feet back down on the floor and addressed the reason Arik was here. “Is everything okay with Limos and Keilani?”

“Yeah, yeah, everything’s great. I’m here on DART business. Sort of.” He tucked his phone in his jacket pocket. “Rumor has it that Azagoth has shut down Sheoul-gra. Evil souls are starting to cause problems. I don’t suppose you can maybe have a chat with him?’

This was news to Reaver, but then he and Harvester had been spending more time on the Other Side than in the human realm, and they’d missed a few messages. “I’ll see what I can do.”

That seemed to satisfy Arik. “So have you seen Revenant lately?”

Reaver’s twin brother, Revenant, hadn’t come around in months, but he had a good excuse. “Turns out that running Hell is a big job and it takes a lot of time.

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