DoE01 - Never Save a Demon by Brown J D

Author:Brown, J D [Brown, J D]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: amazon, Supernatural, Romance
ISBN: 9781986978279
Google: KuJPtgEACAAJ
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2018-04-08T22:00:00+00:00

Sam walked through another portal with a shiny new sword in hand. He wiped the blood from his chin and tried not to think of little girls. The sun had gone, leaving the streetlamps and neon bar signs to light the cracked asphalt in the alley where he last saw Azrael. He doubted his successor wished to meet with him again, but Sam was desperate.

He lifted his right hand and pressed gently against the veil of this world. Not enough to tear it open—just enough to feel the gossamer-like tissue beneath his fingertips. Using his index finger, he drew the seal of the Reaper and then pressed his call into the ether. Sam lowered his hand and took a step back. All he could do now was to wait for an answer.

The air at his back chilled and Sam shivered. Darkness crept in with the cold and the streetlights flickered. His throat filled with the icy chill and his breath puffed in tiny white clouds. He was not alone, and it was not an angel who shared the shadows with him.

Sam searched his surroundings. He saw nothing, but the overbearing scent of rotten flesh gave him a clue. A low growl rumbled in his throat. “Dantalion.”

The demon stepped from the shadows like smoke separating from ink. The Duke wore no disguise. His scaly, emaciated figure had small studded horns protruding from every angular joint in his disfigured body. Scarlet eyes seemed to laugh at Sam more than the Duke’s mangled voice could manage.

“The Commander tires of your games, Samael.” The demon’s mouth did not move. Instead, the wind seemed to whisper for him; a raspy sound that came from all directions at once.

Sam clenched his fists and stood his ground. The Commander. Lucifer. So he was right—good ole Luc was making it personal. What a surprise.

Sam meant to say something to defend himself, but Dantalion withdrew into a gust of black dust and disappeared. “Your angel comes.”

“Wait.” Sam took a step in the Duke’s direction but stopped as the streetlights brightened and his ears popped. Sam flinched at the sudden changed in pressure, then glanced over his shoulder at the glimmering ashen beauty of the Angel of Death.

Azrael’s gaze narrowed as he looked past Sam and studied the shadows. They were less bleak now, all evidence of the Duke gone.

“Is this a trap?”

“A warning,” said Sam. “Though I don’t believe you were meant to hear it.”

“I suppose this is why you called.”

“I didn’t know he would be here, but yes. That was Dantalion, the Duke of Knowledge. Lucifer sent him. He’s already killed five women who look like Lyn, and there is no way to defeat him. His specialty is suicide. He’ll kill the Daughter without ever laying a finger on her, just as he did the others. Lucifer is restraining him for now, but I don’t know how long we have before his patience thins. Tell me Yahweh will do something.”

Azrael looked at Sam, but the angel’s expression was scathing in its indifference.

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