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around the pain. Focusing on my task, I lifted my sword and slid it between the two massive doors. Whoever had built the house had done a sloppy job on them. While they did lock, there was a half inch gap between them. Though it was a tight fit, I could still draw the blade down, slicing through the old lock with very little effort.
    “The trick is to make it look like you were never here.” I pushed the door open. “Unlike this B&E, where Jack will know that I was here the second he goes to open his door.”
    She bobbed her head, taking my words in like a sponge. Scary. “You did it that way on purpose then? You want him to know you were in his library?”
    I glanced around the library, took it in with a single sweep of my eyes. Two sets of floor-to-ceiling windows that were bordered by long red curtains, also floor to ceiling. Rows and rows of books, again, floor to ceiling. A huge oak table with a few wooden chairs, a couple of overstuffed recliners, and not much else.
    “Yes. I want him to know I’ve had enough of his games.” So I would play my own and do my best to force his hand. Either he would teach me, or we would leave. But no more of this shit he was pulling.
    Rolling my sword in my hand, it caught the light from a lamp on the big table. I strode to the open book under the light. Open wide, the book was easily three feet across, the words within it written by hand in a scrawling black ink.
    I jammed the tip of my sword into the floor at my feet. It would leave a gouge mark on the old wooden slats, but at least it was within easy reach if I needed it. Not that I should, but one can never be too damn careful.
    I wrinkled my nose, the musty smell of the pages strong now that I was this close. I grabbed the edge of the book and partially closed it so I could see the front cover. Black leather, a texture that felt familiar to me, but that I couldn’t quite place, engraved with a single word.
    Demons.
    Oh shit, that was just fucking awesome. I grit my teeth and opened the book again, reading the page that Jack had been studying. Had he been trying to find a way to conjure a demon? Maybe to cure him of his cancer? I didn’t know if that was even possible, but then again, I didn’t really know that much about demons.
    “What does it say?” Pamela leaned closer and I pushed her back, not wanting her too close to a book about demons. The one thing I’d learned from Deanna since I’d been here was that witches were susceptible to demons, more than any other supernatural creature. The last thing I wanted was Pamela getting mixed into that shit.
    And what about Milly? Yeah, there was a growing suspicion in me that whatever she was up to had to do with more than just a simple vampire …
    Leaning over the black book, I read it out loud for Pamela.
    “And when the Veils shall fall to Orion, there will be no hope for mankind. For with his Rise, the Tracker will die and our glory shall be forever as we bathe in blood and crush those who defy us.” I swallowed hard. Shit, that did not sound good. And that name, Orion, it sent fear tracing along my synapses, like my brain wanted me to remember something … I couldn’t place it though, no matter how many times I read the name. The rest of the page was similar. Orion, whoever the hell he was, would rise, and with him humanity was doomed. We were all doomed by the nasty fucker of a demon. This was not good… but why was Jack studying it? Did he think he was the Tracker meant to die?
    That would make sense, would explain how freaking cranky he was being.
    Pamela moved around the table. “There are more books, made kind of like that one.”
    She was right, though they were closed and spread out; they were all made with the same kind of leather as the book under my fingers.
    I stared at the one furthest from me. The book at the far end was a shade of blue I’d only ever seen on one other supernatural creature.
    Dox.
    “Shit, these are ogre-skinned books.” I stared

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