Mantus: Demonic Disciples by Andie Fenichel

Author:Andie Fenichel [Fenichel, Andie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.S. Fenichel
Published: 2023-10-15T18:30:00+00:00

On Wednesday, I meet Rachel for breakfast before we head back to my home office.

She’s scrolling through her phone while I drive. “I heard from the Romano wedding’s mother. She wants blue flowers to match the bridesmaids' gowns.”

“What did you tell her?” I love my job, but matching a natural flower to an existing dress is not something I enjoy trying to do, especially when it’s not a color that flowers come in.

“I told her that God didn’t make flowers in that color, but we can make a beautiful white centerpiece with tule died blue to match.” She makes a note. “I’ve already called for a color match at the florist and it’s no problem.”

“Great job.” I pull into my driveway.

“Did you leave your front door open?” Rachel’s voice is sharp.

“No.” I’m sure I locked the door, but it’s wide open.

“I’ve got emergency queued up.” She grabs her purse and holds her phone ready as if it’s a weapon.

We ease up front, and I pull open the screen door.

Rachel mutters, “Who the fuck…”

Sitting on my kitchen island is a woman with the most stunning full figure I’ve ever seen. She’s wearing a diaphanous gown that barely covers any of her attributes. Her red hair flows in wild curls around her face. With smoky eyeshadow and long lashes, she looks as if she’s been to a makeup artist.

Pumpkin is hunched up on the back of the couch, hissing at her.

She hisses back, then dips a spoon in my jar of peanut butter and licks it off, leaving ruby red lipstick on the metal. “I thought you’d never get home.”

“Who are you?” It comes out like one word, because I’m too stunned to be very coherent.

Putting the peanut butter down with the spoon sticking out, she slides onto her hip exposing even more of her large breasts. “I’m Kikia.”

“Am I supposed to know who you are based on that?” I put my purse, keys, and phone on the table near the door.

“Should I call the police?” Rachel’s finger hovers over the Call button on her phone.

“Maybe.” I step closer to the kitchen. “Kikia, what are you doing in my house and how did you get in?’

Kikia tilts her head and her hair streams along her shoulder. “I go where I please. I’m Kikia Kohl, little Miss Party Planner. Does that ring more of a bell?”

“You’re related to Mantus?” I ease over to Pumpkin, who clearly hates the intruder.

Kikia jumps to her feet and saunters around the island. “I’m his sister, and his name is Belphegor. I’ll bet he didn’t tell you that, Happy.”

“My name is Felicity. Are you telling me your brother’s name is not Mantus?” One thing at a time. I have a million questions, but I’m starting with the most obvious.

She rolls her eyes. “It is, but he has many names. Did he tell you he’s a demon?”

“The fuck!” Rachel blurts out.

I hold up a hand hoping Rachel won’t antagonize Kikia, who feels a little off. “He told me what he is.

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