The Torch: Succubus Studies Serial (Succubus Harem Book 6) by L.L. Frost

Author:L.L. Frost
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2017-11-04T22:00:00+00:00

Torch

With the rest of my day open, I swing by the bakery to check on the ovens. When Tobias came by to fix one for me, I’d learned that these weren’t regular, run-of-the-mill human ovens.

Apparently, the previous owners were also demons, and kept a tiny ignis demon to power the ovens. Left to starve after the old shop closed, the poor thing had been nearly dead when Tobias arrived. The oven farthest from where the creature lived had stopped working first. The demon must have really liked its job, to hold out so long in an abandoned store and keep the remaining three ovens warm.

I use my keys to enter through the alley, directly into the kitchen. The scent of fresh paint and leather fill my nose. The passthrough reveals the walls in the front, newly painted a soft, honey-brown with dark leather settees and arm chairs dispersed around the cozy room.

The ignis demon’s presence had nixed my plan for a fireplace. It would only have encouraged the small creature to grow bigger, and then all my desserts wouldn’t cook right. Besides, the store flowed better without a fireplace taking up space.

Pocketing my keys, I turn left down the short hall, past the walk-in refrigerator, and to the pantry at the back. A soft glow filters around the edges, and I slow in confusion. Did one of the workers leave the light on?

I pull my sunglasses off and spindle out a thread of energy, suffusing my limbs with speed in case I need to flee. While I might be stronger than the average human, my corporeal form can’t withstand a gun shot. And with my inability to return to dreamland, I’m not sure what will happen to me if I lose this form.

The door swings open before I reach it, and I freeze in shock. Tobias’s eyes widen in surprise before his expression shutters. He still wears his suit pants, but his jacket is missing, and the loose tie around his neck reveals an undone button on his at the collar of his shirt. A few strands of brown, wavy hair hang across his forehead, out of place for his normally refined style.

His head turns away as he flips off the pantry lights. “What are you doing here?”

“I was about to ask the same thing.” I pull my cellphone out to check the time. Barely after five, which means he left work early. “Is Emil here, too?”

“He had a meeting.” Tobias shrugs as if it’s no big deal. “I’ll go back for him in a little bit.”

The two carpool to and from the bank every day, so it’s surprising to see Tobias here without the ice demon.

“A meeting he didn’t need you for?” When his lips tighten in annoyance, my gaze drops to the box of pellets in his hand. “Did you come here to feed Torch?”

He winces. “Didn’t I tell you not to name it?”

“What’s the harm?” I walk backward as he strides forward. “He seems to like it.”

“It’s not big enough to have emotion, and you want it to stay that way.

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