Marked: An Urban Fantasy Novel (The Thrice Cursed Mage Book 2) by J. A. Cipriano

Author:J. A. Cipriano [Cipriano, J. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Horror, Dark Fantasy, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Crime, Heist, Kidnapping, Murder, Organized Crime, Vigilante Justice, Supernatural, Ghosts, Psychics, Vampires, Werewolves & Shifters, Witches & Wizards, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy
Amazon: B01D04ULFQ
Published: 2016-03-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

By the time I reached the doorway at the end of the hallway, Danton still hadn’t stepped foot inside. Part of me wondered if this was where we’d part ways, but I sort of hoped it wasn’t. I wasn’t sure why, but I still liked having him around, and you know, there was the whole Jinn thing. While I knew nothing about Jinn, it sure seemed like Danton did. Still, I didn’t have time to wait for him to come to his senses. I had to save Ricky, stomp a mud hole in Jinn, and confront Pierce Ambrose. Yeah, it was fixing to be a long night.

The door in front of me was shaped like one of those metal portholes probably better suited to a space station airlock than a subterranean bunker, but I supposed it matched the hallway’s science fiction chic. Beside it was a hand reader which would probably fill the room with poison gas or death lasers if I tried to use it. So, I wasn’t going to do that. Instead, I placed my right palm flat against the airlock, and said one word.

“Ignis.”

Hellfire burst from my hand, blasting the door free of the frame in a spray of molten metal. The torn remnants of the door struck the steel floor a few yards away from me, splattering bits of red hot goo every which way. I spared a quick glance at my arm. My stitches were still holding. Good. The last thing I needed was to blow myself up.

I counted a couple more seconds to see if anyone would shoot at me. When no one did, I took my chances and stepped inside, gun at the ready. The room was huge and empty, reminding me of the concrete one fifteen stories above. The only difference was this one was done in steel. The ceiling was filled with a series of grates, and I could hear the sounds of fans whirring beyond.

“You didn’t have to blow up the door,” Danton said, appearing behind me in the room. His bunny hopped past him and sat down in the middle of the floor and scratched itself in a way eerily similar to a cat.

“Yeah, I know, but blowing open doors is so much cooler than just touching the door and having it open.” I held up my still glowing hand and gave him the finger.

Danton didn’t reply, which was fine because I was already mentally high-fiving myself and shouting “Oh snap!”

He glanced from my hand to the door and back again before tossing the bunny another carrot. It looked up from licking its rabbit crotch, snatched the carrot, and scanned the room. The creature threw its head back and swallowed the carrot in one massive gulp before slowly getting to its feet and padding over to one of the spots in the floor and burrowing beneath the steel.

“Did it just go through the floor?” I asked as Danton moved over to the spot and squatted down next to it.

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