Perpetual Creatures, Volumes 1-3: A Vampire and Ghost Thriller Series by Gabriel Beyers

Author:Gabriel Beyers [Beyers, Gabriel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary, Suspense, occult, zombie, vampire, Americian, supernatural, action adventure, Urban, horror, Dark Fantasy, paranormal, ghost, action-packed
Publisher: Gemini Gremlin Ink
Published: 2016-06-13T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Jerusa was almost as surprised to see the ghost as he was to be seen. He looked around and noticed Alicia and Foster. He came close to them and the trio exchanged some silent communication that brought a frown to the new ghost’s face. Jerusa wondered if the man realized he was dead. From his fangs, she could tell that he had been a vampire when he had died.

The new ghost was not much taller than Alicia. He had a piebald set of eyes, one brown, one blue, which didn’t seem to line up symmetrically. His hair was a mess of thinning tangles, giving him the look of someone long on the run. He might as well have had UNACCEPTBLE branded on his forehead.

After a bit of time, another ghost appeared inside the room. This one was an elderly woman, toothless, except for her fangs, with a long hoary shock of hair running down her back like a silver waterfall. More and more ghosts began to appear and before long the room was full. The restless spirits of countless vampires milled around each other, shoulder to shoulder, prattling on in silent voices. Jerusa could feel the weight of their raucous conversations, but couldn’t detect even a whisper. Several times she had to close her eyes to shake off the sensation that she had gone deaf.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she caught the sound of the men coming to remove the dead bodies from Shufah and Taos’s rooms.

She glanced around at the mob of murdered vampires and felt a deep stitch of pity for them. Why had they all lingered here, in the place of their execution? Did they not know they could leave, that they were free? Or had they been confined in darkness, afraid to venture out, but were now drawn to her like hordes of insects to a solitary candle flame?

The crowd of ghosts stopped suddenly, like a herd of spooked deer. They stood still, watching the far wall of the bedroom. Jerusa stood on her bed to get a better look over their heads, but couldn’t see what had caused such a strange reaction.

Something entered the room‌—‌several somethings‌—‌passing through the wall as though it wasn’t there. At first, Jerusa thought it was just another group of vampire ghosts, but when the crowd of spirits began to rush away, she caught a glance of what was frightening them.

Four, five, six, a dozen came into the room, all slumped and bewildered, eyes burning with hatred and unfettered hunger. These were not the ghosts of blood-drinking vampires, but of flesh-eating savages.

The savage spirits were more gossamer, less defined than the vampire ghosts, sometimes flickering in and out of existence. Several were missing limbs, but not in the sense of an injury. Legs and arms were not hacked off, leaving gory stubs. They were just gone, as if these demonic apparitions were not complete souls.

The crowd of ghosts rushed about the room in a panic and had they been corporeal, they would have trampled Jerusa into a fine paste.

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