An exclusive excerpt of a selected scene from Maggie Mae Gallagher's Anointed (February 28, 2014) with an exclusive excerpt of a selected scene. Please log in or register to read the full excerpt.
My name is Alana Devereaux. I enjoy the simple things in life, walks in the park, sky gazing, and ripping a demon's heart out though its chest. I am a demon slayer, the last of my kind, and I have been sent back through time to save your world. How am I doing so far? My time travel went haywire, all the signs I needed to stop the prophecy have passed, and the only way I can save my world is by keeping yours from ending. Then there's Gaelen, most days I want to deck him. He hides his true motives and if it was not for the intel he had, I would be rid of him. Any day in my life without a demon attack is a good day; I haven't had a whole lot of those lately. The only problem is, if I don’t stop the Mutari, this world will burn.
The group advanced, sharpened claws glistened in the firelight. A lump formed in my throat. This was it. Sweat soaked my clothes. I heard the honk of a passing car on the bridge nearby. Thunder rumbled low in the distance. The wind subsided. The air stilled. A storm brewed. Balling my fists I switched to hand combat. Changing to offensive tactics, I took them down one or two at a time.
Duck, punch, kick, and rip out their jugular became my motto. I sensed movement at my back and turned swinging. My fist stopped inches from luminescent green eyes and I heard a masculine voice say, “duck.”
Shifting my head, I slid out from between the mystery man and the oncoming Hatha demon.
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