Feral Possession (INNER BEAST #5) by Stephanie Storm EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Stephanie Storm
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Dove Laurent was moments away from becoming the esteemed Chosen of
Lord Marcus Steele—a position every faerie in the eastern realm envied—
and yet this great honor bestowed upon her was the worst kind of betrayal.
“I can’t believe Vivian is doing this to me.” Dove slapped a deck of
cards into her suitcase, right on top of her unicorn pajamas.
Vivian’s progeny, Armond, leaned against the bedroom doorframe,
brows furrowed as he observed Dove’s stellar packing skills. “Now, honey,
you know Vivian wouldn’t transfer your Chosen bond to another vampire
on a whim.”
For close to seven years, Dove had been Vivian’s honored Chosen. The
bond gave vampires exclusive feeding rights while providing their wards
with security. Except what Vivian and Dove shared went beyond a
traditional benefactor and ward relationship. The two of them, along with
Armond, were a family, or so Dove had believed.
She dumped a handful of glow-in-the-dark Mardi Gras beads into her
suitcase, along with her rainbow flashlight. Dark days lay ahead of her. It
was smart to be prepared.
That done, she turned back to Armond, daring him to comment on the
pile of treasures she’d loaded into her case. Instead of lecturing her, he
shook his perfectly coiffed head. Looking at the Mediterranean hunk in his
tailored shirt, no one would guess he was the same vampire who stayed up
late with her gorging on cheese puffs.
She stuffed a silver-blond tendril into her ragged bun. “Deny it all you
want, but Vivian wouldn’t be sending me away if I hadn’t failed to stop
those undead monsters from attacking you both yesterday.” Proving once
again Dove couldn’t be relied on—ever. This time, Dove’s failure had
almost cost Vivian and Armond their lives. Once again, Dove had
disappointed the people who meant the most to her and was being
abandoned. The experience all too familiar.
Armond entered the room and sat on the only clean spot of her cluttered
bed, careful not to disturb the sling he wore on his arm. At the sight of his
injury, images of the attack flashed in Dove’s mind. The screams, snarling
teeth, and Armond’s torn flesh. She shuddered, returning to her dresser.
“You know this has nothing to do with your necromancy skills and
everything to do with your safety,” Armond offered in a sad attempt to
reassure her.
Faeries were blessed with a variety of casts. Some were empaths. Others
could control animals. Dove’s was necromancy.
She riffled through her drawer. “I mean, it’s been years since I’ve
attempted to control a corpse. I’m not some goth wannabe, hanging out in
graveyards, raising zombies.” ’Cause ew, gross. She liked to think of herself
as an earthy spirit whisperer, not the dominatrix of the dead.
Into her suitcase, she chucked a crocheted bralette along with a halfeaten Snickers. Before she could storm away again, Armond captured her
hand in his manicured fingers.
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