Speak Of The Devil
(Demon Legacy #2)
(Demon Legacy #2)
by J.M. Gregoire
Blurb:
Nearly half a year has passed since Asmodeus opened the gateway allowing an unknown number of demons to spill onto our plane of existence. A fatal standoff has left Dez on her own to hunt the stray demons down and send them back to Hell where they belong. Her life has become a never-ending cycle of violence and bloodshed, further tainted by a deepening depression and a longing for the person she had to leave behind.
When Dez receives an unexpected phone call, she makes her way to the northern Arizona desert to see an old friend. Upon arrival, there is a message waiting for her from beyond the grave, and she realizes before she can go any further, she must face the one thing she’s been dreading for months. To make matters worse, the message is meant to help her mission, but it forces Dez into an impossible choice.
Only Dez can decide which road to take, but will she be able to handle the consequences of her decision?
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Excerpt
Michael
opened his eyes to find himself in the middle of absolute nothingness. There was no light, no colors, and no
sound. Just a spacious black void. Although he could feel the solid ground
beneath his feet, there was no surface to be seen. He glanced at his surroundings, searching for
something, anything, to give himself a sense of direction and found only more
of the same. He had no idea where he was
or how he got there, and more importantly, he had no idea how to get back. The soft whisper of a familiar voice right at
his ear set every nerve in his body at ease.
“Don’t
panic.” He quickly turned and came
face-to-face with Deziree, and she was stunning. When he’d arrived earlier in the evening, he
noticed she looked exhausted. It was
prominent enough in her features and in the way she carried herself that it
caught his attention, even through his hunger.
“Really,
there’s nothing to worry about,” she assured him.
“What is
this?”
“This,”
she said, gesturing around them, “is hard to explain. We are in the ether, but not dead.” She slowly turned and surveyed the space
around them as she continued. “Coming
here is something I believe came along with the progression of my demon
abilities.” She turned back to him. “Do you remember the first time I met
Asmodeus? In that dream? That’s what this is. You and I are still in Arizona, laying in
each other’s arms, and by now, you’re probably snoring.”
“I don’t
snore.”
“You
totally snore,” she scoffed, and then continued. “It’s a dream state of sorts, but I am able
to connect with you through it. I
honestly thought I could only do this with other demons, but here you are. Maybe it has something to do with the fact
that you're a supernatural. I don’t know
for sure. This is all still very new to
me. I haven’t exactly been practicing
and it’s not like I have someone to turn to for lessons.”
“You seem
to have figured it out well enough,” he replied. “So, is this what it looked like when you saw
Asmodeus? This whole black hole effect
is a strange sensation.”
“No,” she
answered, “this is just here. I think I
might be able to…” Her words trailed off
and she closed her eyes for a moment.
One minute they were standing in the middle of nothing, the next they
were standing in front of the familiar plush leather couch, alone, in his
living room.
“Better?”
she asked, a sly smile on her face.
“Yes,
much better.”
“And
we’re completely alone,” she added, the smile turning mischievous. Michael felt his teeth extend at the
suggestion in her words. He stepped
forward, took her hands, and pulled them up around his neck as he tasted her
mouth, their tongues dancing in an erotic rhythm. Their kiss deepened with intensity and a
small moan escaped from Dez. Michael was
reminded of the dream he had on New Year’s Eve and hoped this was not another
small act of torture, compliments of his subconscious mind. He pushed the thought back and ran his hands
down her arms, down her sides, allowing his thumbs to briefly brush over her
nipples before proceeding down to grasp the supple curves of her ass.
Before
his hands could reach their final destination, the sound of someone
not-so-quietly clearing their throat startled them both. Michael spun around to see his brother staring
back at him with a smile curling the edge of his lips. He was so stunned it took him a moment to
realize someone else was standing with Lucas.
Michael instantly recognized her as Natalia, the murdered records keeper
for the covens. Had he not been sent to
investigate her death and seen pictures of her, he never would have known who
she was, as they hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting while she was still alive.
“You two
really should get a room,” Lucas said as he took a step toward them. Michael still stood there, stunned. It took him a moment to gather himself enough
to speak.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Bestselling author J.M. Gregoire was born and raised in New Hampshire, USA and despite her abhorrence for any season that dares to drop to a temperature below seventy degrees, she still currently resides there with her two children and her two cats. Always a passionate reader, her love of urban fantasy books eventually morphed into a love of writing them. She is currently working on the Demon Legacy series and has a Demon Legacy spinoff series, the Killer Instinct series, coming soon.
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