Incubus Among Us #2: Demon Paranormal Romance

By Mac Flynn

Liz Monroe’s growing list of complications leads her to a catering card reader. The cards show a grim future, and the reappearance of her incubus stalker leads her to believe the fortune teller is right. However, she’s given a sign of hope and takes it to a graveyard and beyond where she meets some unexpected friends

• Language: English
• Publisher: Crescent Moon Studios, Inc.
• Release date: Jul 8, 2017
• ISBN: 9788826464343

Mac Flynn

A seductress of sensual words and a lover of paranormal plots, Flynn enjoys writing thrilling paranormal stories filled with naughty fun and hilarious hijinks. She is the author of numerous paranormal series that weave suspense, adventure and a good joke into a one-of-a-kind experience that readers are guaranteed to enjoy. From long adventure novels to tasty little short-story treats, there's a size and adventure for everyone.Want to know when her next series comes out? Join The Flynn newsletter and be the first to know! macflynn.com/newsletter/Also check out her website at macflynn.com for listings and excerpts of all of her books!

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Incubus Among Us #2

Demon Paranormal Romance

Mac Flynn

Copyright © 2019 by Mac Flynn

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

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1

Sunday morning. A day of worship and rest, but in my case it was a day of tension and unease. I awoke in my bedroom without having experienced a dream of that myth of a man, but I still felt troubled. On the nightstand sat the locket. My link to this strange nightmare my life had become. I sat up and clasped it in my hands. The gold glistened brightly in the early morning sun that cascaded through the windows. I had to admit the trinket was beautiful, just like the man who gave it to me.

I frowned. He’s not a man, he’s a monster. . . I muttered. He was the one who flustered me to distraction and who made me hide things from my best friends.

I clasped the locket in one hand and chucked it across the room. It should have collided with the wall, but about two yards from me it stopped and hovered three feet off the ground. My eyes widened and I ducked when the locket spun around and flew back to me. It landed with a soft plop on the folds of the covers between my legs. I cracked open an eye and peeked at the object. It lay harmless on the bed and its front face stared at me as innocent as any other inanimate object.

I slid off the bed, careful not to disturb the possessed thing, and crept backward toward the door. The locket trembled and slowly slid across the covers toward me. I gasped, spun around and flung myself through the entrance, slamming the door shut behind me. There was a soft clank as the locket knocked against the wood door. I stepped back and wiped my brow. I was safe from the devil trinket.

That is, until the locket went through the door like a ghost and landed in my hand that I held across my brow. I yelped and dropped the cursed item onto the floor. My feet beat a hasty retreat to the other side of the couch, but the locket slid along the floor behind me. It was a frantic game of tag as the locket chased me first around the couch, then the coffee table, the chair, and finally into the kitchen where the demonic thing cornered me against the cupboards. I glared at it, and its decorative face stared back at me with metallic indifference.

What the hell do you want from me? I growled. Still the locket remained quiet, but I jumped a foot in the air when there came a knock on the door.

I slid out of the corner and around the locket to the door. The locket slid after me, always keeping a short distance of two yards behind me. I peeked through the peep hole and saw Tiffany on the other side. She had a puzzled and concerned expression on her face.

I opened the door and gave her a shaky smile. Um, you’re up early, I commented. Sunday was when my friend rested for most of the morning before she dragged herself out of bed in the afternoon.

There were black pouches under her eyes that she tried to wipe away. I couldn’t sleep through your running and yelling. What the hell’s going on in here? She tried to look around me, but I leaned left and right to block her vision. The locket still lay on the ground.

Um, nothing. Just-um, just getting some exercise, I told her.

Her eyes squinted at something behind me and she pointed at the floor. What’s that?

I cringed and slowly looked over my shoulder. Yep, she pointed at the locket. That? Um, that’s just a-um, a family heirloom. You know, just a piece of junk. I snatched it off the floor and stuffed it into my pocket. That is, until I remembered I was still in my pajama shirt and had no pockets, so I hid it behind my back.

Tiffany folded her arms across her chest and glared at me. Uh-huh, it looked like a locket, and I’m pretty sure it was heart-shaped.

I sheepishly chuckled. Um, maybe?

She held out her hand palm-upward. Let me see it.

Um, maybe that isn’t such a good idea, I argued. I didn’t know what would happen if somebody else touched the object of heart-shaped evil. They could be sucked into a portal that led to an alternate dimension where up was down and down was somewhere in Kansas.

Liz, hand it over, she ordered me.

I sighed. Your funeral. . . I muttered as I held the locket out by the chain.

Tiffany snatched it from me and I was relieved not to have to panic about an inter-dimensional portal. She studied the face and back, and her fingers slid over the priceless jewels.