The Monk's Grimoire by Betsey Kulakowski

Author:Betsey Kulakowski
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: satan, devil, demon, magic, wizard, sorcerer, monk, supernatural, fantasy, radiers, ark, television investigator
Publisher: Babylon Books
Published: 2022-02-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

The trouble with humans was that they were curious creatures. Too curious. On the reverse side of the coin, they were weak, easily crushed beneath a god’s heel, Enlil thought, watching the house. Assuming the form of the detective was easy, and now he knew he could enter the house without invitation. The owner had given permission ... twice now. He waited until the guest went back upstairs before he returned to the door.

This little game of cat and mouse was a delightful diversion from centuries of tedium. While his forces gathered and he waited for the stars to align, he had time for such games. Still, there was important work to be done.

Long ago, he had been cast from the heavens into the Hell he now resided in. His patience could only carry him so long. This stupid global peace accord was burdensome, but he knew it could not last long. Peace was weak. He needed conflict to fuel his war machine. He would have to feed the chaos that gave him strength. This would be a good place to start.

Though his brother’s forces had been trying to thwart him at every turn, his creation was nothing if not predictable. Mankind couldn’t avoid war; conflict. They couldn’t follow the All-Father’s rules; couldn’t keep their hands off someone else’s woman or property. While Faith, Hope and Charity were the All-Father’s favorite virtues, Enlil relied on their opposites; Doubt, Fear, and Pride. Each of these anti-virtues fed what had become known as the Seven Deadly Sins.

Of those, Lust and Greed were his favorites. Hatred, an offspring of Wrath and Envy, took a little more work, but once it was initiated, it would smolder and burn long and hot. His own hatred had simmered in his core for centuries. Now was the hour of his great and terrible wrath. It gave him authority over the forces known to mankind.

Standing at the door, he assumed the detective’s form, then reached for the latch. As he came in, the resident of the manor house stuck her head out of the other room. “Oh, Tomáš. You’re here! Good. Come here. I’m very worried about your friend. I’m afraid she’s—”

He was at her throat before she finished her sentence. He tightened his claws around her neck clenching his hand tightly. He gazed into her frightened eyes.

“Tomáš ...?” she gasped, barely above a whisper. He allowed her to see his true form, just to feel the terror that raced through her. It delighted him to feel it quicken her pulse as his black wings unfurled and his horns pierced his skull. He wore his heavy crown well. The throb of her heartbeat beneath his claws made his own heart swell with anticipation.

Like the puny humans at the museum, her flesh tore with ease. The look on her face was one that brought the demon pure joy as her lifeblood coursed from her veins. Her knees crumpled, and she slid down. He caught her elbows and lowered her to the slate tile floors, though why he’d cared to ease her death any was beyond him.

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