Wait. Definitely not cops. Their uniforms were unmarked, completely black. Also, unless I’d missed something, silver stakes weren’t standard issue for police.
Their scent registered with me a moment before my brain processed all of this. Vampires.
They quickly encircled us, but from a distance – no doubt well aware that getting too close to the Icon was a bad way to end one’s night. Their weapons were at the standby, but the meaning was clear. They could turn us into Swiss cheese before we could so much as scratch our asses.
One of them stepped forward toward the house, hands raised.
“Please stand down. We have the situation under control.”
“I don’t want any trouble,” the man called from inside, his voice finally cracking and betraying the fear beneath.
“And I can assure you that neither do we,” a voice answered from behind the line of vamps.
Oh no. Not him!
“Son of a bitch,” Sally spat, lowering her weapon.
The line of armed vampire guards parted to reveal a familiar greasy countenance draped in an overpriced suit.
Colin smiled as he approached. Etched upon his face was a look of utmost smugness, one which had me wishing his men had opened fire on us instead.
Surely that would have been the kinder fate.
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THE LAST COVEN
Coming soon!
INTRODUCTION
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 28
CHAPTER 30
CHAPTER 31
CHAPTER 32
CHAPTER 33
CHAPTER 34
CHAPTER 35
CHAPTER 36
EPILOGUE
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
BONUS CHAPTER