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Ember’s mind raced. As
much as Rane put on a show of simply waiting to heal, she knew he hadn’t just
escaped in here for a weapon. He was in pain. And the battle outside was waging
strong, if the terrifying sounds were any indication.
Ember gulped and slowly
approached Rane, rolling up her sleeve as she moved closer to him.
His eyes darkened
immediately, and he stumbled back onto his cot. “What do you think you’re
doing?” His eyes may have blackened, but there was a glossiness to them that
revealed his nervousness.
Ember let out a shaky
breath and knelt in front of him. “Take mine. Your crew needs you. Besides, I
didn’t come all this way to watch you barely make it through a little skirmish.”
She tried to lighten the mood and smiled.
Her attempts at humor
didn’t get through to Rane. She could sense the lust had taken over as he
stared at her arm. His gray eyes were completely black and unblinking. Rane ran
his finger over her skin slowly, and Ember shivered.
He jerked his hand
back immediately. “No.” Rane closed his eyes and Ember noticed his nostrils
“You don’t have much
of a choice here,” she urged, scooting toward to the bed and holding her arm
Rane closed his eyes and he scrunched his face. Finally, he took hold of her arm and, without looking at her, sunk his fangs into her flesh.
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I knew what the cards said, and she was right. Something was coming. I just didn’t know what.
Then almost as if on cue, thunder pierced through the square. Out of nowhere, Marceline came racing towards us with Nanette trailing behind her. “Hurry! Pack it up! We’ve got to get out of here!” she shouted, her face withered with worry.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, jumping up from the table.
“There’s been an attack on the witches.” Marceline’s chest heaved as she tried to force the words from her lips.
“An attack! What? Where?” Cora asked.
“Up on Royal,” said a breathless Nanette. Her once warm caramel complexion paled as though she’d seen a ghost.
Cora’s posture was rigid. “How do you know?”
Still gasping for air, Marceline, said, “We were on our way down here with Edith when her mom showed up in a panic. She just kept saying something about a younger witch from her coven being attacked.”
My eyes shifted from Nanette to Cora, then back to Nanette. “You don’t think it’s him, do you?” I asked even though I was pretty sure of the answer. Though there had been none in my lifetime, Oliver’s attacks against the witches of New Orleans had been legendary.
“Who else would attack the witches?” said Cora, then her eyes fell to the Tarot deck on the table. She tugged on my arm, returning my attention to the cards. “Delphine…”
There sitting on top of the deck – face up – was the Ten of Swords.
“Because I am a spirit walker, like you. I walk the shadows we both know.”
“I’m not a witch. You’ve made a mistake. I don’t know what that even means. Please, just go. You are scaring me. This isn’t funny.” She swallowed hard. He was definitely powerful, more powerful than she was, than any of her family. Oh god, what would they think when she didn’t show up tonight? Would they even come looking for her or chalk it up to Andie is always late, probably at home with a book. Surely they’d look for her.
“My family is waiting for me. They know I’m coming.” She hoped she spoke with more conviction than she felt.
He ignored her, waving his hand as if literally brushing the idea away. “You are one like me. Like us. Different, maybe, but the same.”
There was that word again. Different. “I don’t know what you think you saw or whatever else you think happened, I am not a, a, a spirit walker. I’m a . . .”
An excerpt from Emerald Dodge’s Excalibur found exclusively in Souls & Shadows.
𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲?
Pure energy coursed through my arm and out of my palm, forming a glowing white sword that pulsed with the beat of my heart. Tendrils of light and sparkles soared in gentle arcs around my hand and arm like vines, slowly snaking back and forth.
Experience had taught me that the blade could cut through steel, stone, flesh, and earth. It had even deflected a bullet once. And best of all, I could alter its appearance at will.
I turned the hilt to show off the engraved blade that bore the word EXCALIBUR.
The drifters swarmed in past the trees, moving toward them. They swayed in tandem, still wailing. To his surprise, nobody was in their general vicinity, although it was a beautiful day. They were in a grassy area punctuated by trees, but nearby on the paths there should have been joggers or tourists. Instead, the area was deserted.
Nyssa walked toward the mob until she was about ten feet away. “Leave us,” she said, her voice booming.
The homeless moaned louder, their voices also echoing. They stared at her for a long moment, an odd face-off. Nyssa did not move, her hair rippling in a faint breeze. Once again, he could picture her as if she were wearing a sort of medieval body armor with a sword and shield, facing her enemies.
As one, the crowd went for Nyssa. Each of them reached for her, their hands turning to claws as they tried to rake and bite her. Nyssa flung out her hands in a warding motion, and the front line staggered back. The rest were not affected and began again, their coming as inexorable as the tide.
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