I slammed my foot down on the accelerator. The hornet pulled away from the suburban house choking on its own engine. I prayed to whatever god that would listen that it would just keep going. It stalled out. I whispered a few words of the spell to see Karma's magic. The car itself filled with purple smoke.I waved it out of my face. Mr. Kline stopped his waving. He started heading towards me with a big smile on his face. I turned the key, praying to Karma this time to please let it start. I zapped it with a bit of magic, but the damn thing still wouldn't turn over."Sandriel, Natalia, please, have mercy on me," I said to the empty car. Mr. Kline closed the distance."Someone, anyone, anything? Please, get me out of here!"A slew of motorcycle engines rumbled from behind me. I looked into the rearview mirror. Maybe that wasn't the kind of help I wanted. But, right now, I'd take it.Mr. Kline slowed to a stop and watched the motorcycle close in on me. The leader orc pulled his helm
His smile was dazzling. I stared at him in complete astonishment. After months of just trying to catch a glimpse of him, here he was standing right in front of me. My fingers spread over the hard muscles on his chest. He was solid. He really was here. He even still smelled like sunshine.His fingers squeezed my shoulders, drawing my attention to his face."Angandriel," I said, but the noise in the club drowned my words.He didn't respond. He just looked down at me amidst the dancing bodies. My eyes darted around, looking at the biker jackets closing in on me. I pointed to them. His eyes followed my directions. We were surrounded, but they weren't closing in. He nodded. He grabbed up my hands and pulled me against him. I reveled in the feeling of his arms around me and his warm body pressing against mine. It felt so safe, so familiar. I missed it.We swayed together on the dancefloor, surrounded by the dancing crowd. I folded into him like I was meant to be there, even though I was
I sped away until I made it to the highway. I drove out of town away from my apartment and work. I knew there was no way I would be able to escape them by driving the city streets, so I got on the state road and headed east.I didn't really have a destination in mind. I just wanted to get away from those men as fast as I could. And well... Mr. Kline, too. Everything in this city was starting to stink. It was almost like it was rotting.After a few miles, I realized there was no one chasing me. I should have an entire gang of bikers on my tale. I mean, I freaking stole their bike. That was against some gang code or something, wasn't it? But still, no one was after me. So, what did I do now?I kept driving. That's what I did. I just stayed on the road going east. I let my mind work over the last few days and even the few previous months, everything that had happened since the merge. I guess maybe I should go to Utah. I could visit Lanie's old house and the nexus node. Maybe by the tim
The leader orc sat down next to me. A drink appeared in front of me. It seemed like one of the red fruity cocktails. I didn't really have a preference, so that was fine. A glass of something dark and tall showed up in front of him."What just happened?" I asked.He gave me a sideways look. "What do you think just happened?""I think everyone in this room just got high off of me."He chuckled, well probably. It sounded like a rolling growl. He took a long drink, then set it down purposefully and turned to me. "It's a little bit more than that. You just succeeded Matei.""Succeeded? No, wait, no, no, no. I'm not in charge of anyone. I'm not a leader." I waved my hands in front of him as if warding off the responsibility."Kira...""I'm not Kira."He frowned. "The sister then? The one that propositioned me?"I shook my head. My face turned a little red at the memory of Lanie fighting with the orc. I hadn't realized it was the same guy. I didn't want to say they all looked alike,
I stood in the middle of my new place. It was weird. This was my dead biological father's place only hours ago. Now, it was mine, with my stuff sitting in the middle of the floor in boxes."Are you sure you don't want any help unpacking?" Liam asked.I shook my head. "You've done so much already. This is plenty. Please. I'm good."Liam crossed his arms while I walked around, looking at the place. It was open with windows all around. The morning sun shined through, lighting up the white walls. The apartment was centered on top of a mechanic's garage with the bar underneath that. The main room opened up through two stories with a kitchen on one side and a generous sitting room on the other. A bathroom and a few storage doors connected to the room from one side. The furniture was all black leather with mahogany wood tables. It looked way too sleek and expensive for anything I could ever afford. I couldn't believe it was all mine now.I turned around to look at it. The staircase ran up
I rolled into Grocer Outlet then shifted the hornet into park. I sat staring at the broken sign for a long time. I really didn't want to go in. Mr. Kline was a mob boss like Matei was. That meant he had a crew or something. And what did Liam mean by contracts? Was it hits for hire? My lack of knowledge about this world was frustrating. I didn't actually know what to expect today.I gathered up my leather purse and opened the squeaky door. The seatbelt stuck. I stabbed it with the butt end of the flashlight on my keys until it popped open. Maybe I should have asked for that ride out here, but then perhaps a full out battle would happen for crossing turf or something. I really didn't know how this stuff worked. I finally escaped my car. I walked across the parking lot with the sun high in the sky. The warmth of it on my skin made me miss the fall back home. I didn't miss the work, though. I took one last whiff of the fall breeze then pushed the door open to the breakroom.Mr. Kline w
My first instinct was to grab my phone and call someone. But if I called Liam, he might actually show up, and that could cause some issues if Mr. Kline was still here. He could bring his gang, but that could start a huge battle. I had no idea what I was going to find.Instead, I returned to my locker and grabbed my purse. I scratched out a note and stuck it on the hood of the hornet. If Liam did come looking for me, he would know where to find me. "In the tunnel in the storage room."There, I did my due diligence. I wasn't a complete idiot. Well, maybe I was. I clutched my purse tight to me and headed for the tunnel. Perhaps I was just overreacting. I stood in front of the dark tunnel. It seemed cold. I brought up the flashlight from my keys and stepped forward into it. After a little way, there was a metal spiral staircase. I took the steps one at a time as I tried to see lower.The staircase must have dropped two stories before it finally spilled out onto level ground. The tunnel
I heard footfalls behind me. I was yanked around from him with an iron grip. A shotgun exploded to my left. Mr. Kline flew backward into the storage room then smashed into the shelf that swung open. He lay sprawled across the tunnel floor. His magic slipped from me."Beloved? Are you okay?" Liam asked. His arm was wrapped around my waist as he held me against his chest.I sagged against him as Mr. Kline's magic loosened. "Thanks for coming."Mr. Kline groaned. He started climbing to his feet.Liam leveled his shotgun at him. "Stay down, or I'll fill you full of another round.""Try it, Ogre.""He's an orc," I corrected.Mr. Kline waved his hand. My body strained against Liam's grip. He released me, thinking it was me controlling my body. I stepped in front of the shotgun."What are you doing, Beloved?" He asked.I tried to shake my head. I tried to say something, but my body wouldn't respond. It was being jerked around by the puppet master. My mouth clamped shut. Even my eyes