As I landed on my butt, the brief flare lit a shape within the black-the dark outline of shoulders, the edge of a jaw, the plane of a cheekbone.īurning crimson eyes caught the light and glowed. My gaze rose from the floor where the treats had disappeared to the curved black wall.įlames burst to life and shot upward in a hungry blaze.
Something alive and solid and real that could pull the cookies into its prison cell. Suddenly, the demon was no longer a voice-it was a physical being. The paper towel twitched, then slid into the black dome. This was the closest I’d ever come to the circle.Ī soft scuff against the hardwood emanated from the darkness. Keeping my body as far away as possible, I nudged a corner of the paper across the silver inlay, then snatched my hand back. I stepped closer to the circle, knelt, and carefully set the paper towel of cookies on the floor. If that’s your idea of answering a question, I won’t bother asking any more.” “No, you didn’t.” Glaring, I took a deep breath. “Did you just call me stupid?” I clenched my jaw, then relaxed. “Lie,” the demon repeated with certainty. “Your family.” It rolled the last word as though tasting it. Miss your … college,” it enunciated carefully, as though unfamiliar with the word, “true. “Moved here,” the demon repeated in its swirling accent. My skin prickled, instinct warning that a predator’s attention was locked on me.īrow furrowed, I searched for harmless things to say. “If it’s true that demons don’t lie, why is that?”Ī long pause, but it wasn’t the same silence as before. “What does zhuh-ool … what does that word mean?” “Ch,” it replied, a sound of cold amusement. “What would you ask?”ĭoubts trickled through me.
“A question, hh’ainun?” the demon crooned. Quiet lay upon the room-then a soft, husky laugh. “I answered your question,” I added accusingly. It’s delicious, and I’ll give it to you if you answer a question for me.” “This,” I announced, “is a double-chocolate brownie cookie.
I stopped two long steps from the summoning circle, the dome-shape interior filled with inky, impenetrable shadows.
I snapped the Demonica guide shut and replaced it under the table, then scooped up my remaining cookies and walked across the hardwood floor.
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