He raised the sword toward Naberius. “So, it’s a swordfight you want?” Logan asked the demon. “Azar and Zepar thought that was the way to beat me, too. You’ll have to ask how well it worked out next time you see them.”Naberius was looking way worse for wear. Logan's punch had completely burned the flesh on Naberius' left cheek, and a mixture of charred muscle and exposed bone replaced his normal complexion. His usually well-kempt hair was now standing up in tufts, and the new hairdo was held in place by the gallons of product on his head.“What, with their broadswords?” Naberius scoffed and held the blade of his rapier in front of his face. “The weapon of a brute. This is a much more … sophisticated weapon.”The demon flipped the tip of his blade downward at a diagonal angle and then swiped it up at Logan's torso. Logan smacked the blow away with the swing of his cutlass and took a swipe at the demon's neck. Naberius jumped backward, but the edge of Logan's blade caug
Logan turned around to see her holding the head of the escaped demon. The jaw was completely snapped off, and the demon’s tongue dangled down like the pendulum of a clock. The entire right side of the face looked like it had been melted off as well.The dom tossed the head onto the ground in front of them.“At least I got to have a little bit of fun too,” she mused. “I was afraid I was going to just be on guard duty the entire time.”There was the sound of beating wings, and then the sub half of Ira reemerged from the depths below.“What a rush,” she moaned to her other half. “We’ll have to start incorporating this kind of stuff into our sessions.”“For sure,” the dom said with a smirk, “as long as I’m the one that gets to inflict it.”“I’m not sure whether or not to be turned on or scared for my life,” Rafe interjected.“Why not both?” The sub giggled and retracted her wings. “That’s how I like to live my life.”“It’s finally happened, Jakey.” The goblin shook his
He wouldn’t underestimate the rest of their sisters, Logan,” Abina warned.“Who’s even left?” Logan asked. “Gluttony, Sloth, and Envy? You said the four of you were his best warriors. What could they possibly have that you don’t? Besides, I’ve been able to convince Pride and Wrath to join my side. I don’t think I’ll have a problem getting those last three to join us.”“Seriously,” Rafe agreed. “Just leave out some donuts for Gluttony, some pictures of Logan’s dick for Envy, and some leaves for the Sloth. Rig up a trap, toss ‘em under, and boom! Instant new friends.”“For the last time,” Kelda sighed, “Sister Tris isn’t a sloth like you have here on Earth.”“I’ll be the judge of that one.” Rafe nodded defiantly.“None of those elves sound like they’re very dangerous,” Logan said with a shrug. “If we could survive Ira summoning a giant three-headed dog and gathering the Seventy-Two Servants, I think the worst is behind us.”“Speaking of Ira,” Jane looked around the room curiously
“I don’t think the world is ready for that,” Logan said as he shook his head at the thought, “but I’m loving the idea. Who’s ready for an adventure across the pond?”Kelda, Abina, Jane, and Rafe all raised their hands and chattered happily.“Great!” Logan grinned at his friends and stood up from the couch. “Let’s go find Ira, and--”“Hold on, Logan.” Beth interrupted. “Have you checked our finances lately?”Logan frowned at the redhead. This probably wasn’t going to be good news.“Uh … no,” he murmured. “I thought that was your job.”“It is,” Beth confirmed. “I am quite familiar with our finances. Now, let me ask you a question--”“Oh, this definitely isn’t good, bro,” Rafe whispered.“In the last year,” Beth started, “we’ve purchased a new vehicle, completely renovated the Quinn Mansion, bought a passenger bus to transport your followers, fixed up the Velvet Lips, and, on top of it all, we had to foot a sixty-thousand dollar Uber bill your cultists racked up traveling cross-co
It wasn’t a far drive from the mansion to downtown Phoenix, and it made for a peaceful trip. Parking in the Southwest’s concrete jungle, on the other hand, was terrible, and the ridiculous demands of Logan's friends certainly didn’t help.“You know the rule, Jakey,” Rafe reminded me. “If it’s not within three blockin’s, the Rafester’s not a-walkin’.”“I second that notion,” Oliver spoke up. “I may look young for my age, but I’m still hundreds of years old. The closer we get, the better.”“Also, no parking meters,” Rafe added. “No parking meters?” Logan questioned. “Why on Earth--”“I had a bad experience with a meter maid I picked up at a bar back in Albuquerque,” the goblin spouted with crossed arms. “I refuse to give her any more of my money.”“Rafe, you realize the money actually doesn’t--”“Don’t care.” Rafe shook his head. “I’m not giving money to any industry that produces soulless banshees like that.”“Banshees aren’t actually soulless,” Abina interjected. “They’re li
“You didn’t come downtown much?” Logan asked. “It shouldn’t surprise me. You strike me as more of a ‘country girl’ anyway or at least, as ‘country’ as you can get out here in the Southwest.” The brunette just smiled. “Too busy with cult business,” she corrected. “She never had time to make it downtown unless it was required for a mission.” “Jane has been a loyal member of their organization her entire adult life,” Oliver explained. “It’s true,” the green-eyed beauty admitted. “When she finally left her parents’ house, she came straight to the headquarters on the outskirts of town to live. The Cult of Azar, and now the Cult of Ralston, has been the only family she’s had for years.” “Uh … how old were you when all this went down?” Logan questioned, not sure if he wanted to hear the answer. “She was eighteen, of course,” Oliver scoffed. “They may have been working for one of the vilest Demon Kings in existence, but they weren’t that evil.” “Perv alert,” Rafe whispered into his ear
Logan and his friends trailed the couple down the massive hallway for a few minutes, until the couple finally stopped in front of one of the exhibit hall entrances. A man in large-brimmed glasses sat at a table in front of the doors. To the man's right sat a cash register, and on his left laid a heap of what appeared to be passes.The couple handed the man a few bills, and the man responded by giving them two of the passes.This seemed to be the place.Rafe stuck up a hand valiantly. “Let me do the talking. We paranormies speak each other’s language.”The blond goblin in disguise sauntered up to the man and placed both of his hands palms-down on the table.“Hello, sir,” Rafe said jubilantly. “Can my comrades and I obtain some passes?”“Whattya got there, six?” The man in the glasses punched some numbers into the mechanical register, and the machine responded with a ding. “That’ll be two-hundred and forty dollars.”Rafe let out a sound that could only be described as a balloon d
There were occult and paranormal books scattered at booths all throughout the conference, but the majority of the literature vendors were clumped dead-center in the middle of the exhibit hall.“Check this one out,” Jane implored as she picked up one of the newer-looking books. “It’s called Demons, Angels, and The Afterlife. It looks interesting.”“Let me see that,” Abina and then snatched the book before Jane could respond.The blonde elves sifted through the book, and her face contorted into a different look of skepticism with each turn of the page. Eventually, Kelda slammed the book shut, laughed, and shook her head.“The things you humans come up with,” she said dismissively as she put the title back on its shelf. “We must be careful. It’s much more dangerous to have the wrong information on this stuff than it is to have no info at all.” That’s when he saw it. “No … ” Logan said to himself as he reached for the book. “It can’t be.”“What is it, Logan?” Jane aske