Hunter of Souls: Book One

By Blush Rose

Persis is an immortal bounty hunter. She spends her nights claiming souls that have gone dark. One night she meets a mortal man and feels an immediate connection. She knows she should avoid him and stay focused on her job, but she is unable to keep her distance. When she makes a mistake while claiming a dark soul, it changes her destiny. Nothing is as it seems, and nothing will ever be the same again. For 18 and older only, since story has graphic sex and harsh language.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Blush Rose Erotica
• Release date: Nov 18, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370560981

Blush Rose

Blush Rose is the founder of Blush Rose Erotica. She loves to read and write erotica, and is happy to help other writers who want to be published but don't want to deal with the actual publishing. She tells it like it is and is not politically correct.

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Hunter of Souls

(Book One)

By

Blush Rose

Published by Blush Erotica

Copyright 2017 by Blush Rose

Smashwords Edition

Chapter One

Persis shifted on the uncomfortable barstool, clutching the glass so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her target grew close. The knot in her gut told her so. Looking to her left and gazing around her dark hood, she clenched her jaw at the injustice of it. An innocent would die, and she could do nothing to stop it. Well, that wasn’t exactly true. She could stop it but wasn’t allowed to. Her orders were to wait until after the deed was done, and then claim the dark soul.

In the beginning she had watched from a distance, but no longer. She couldn’t bear to watch death claim an innocent, not when she could have stopped it. Picking up the shot of hard liquor, she downed it quickly, hoping it would numb the pain. Killing evil was easy. Letting that evil kill another was entirely different. It hurt, surprisingly so. The pain made her heart throb and her throat constrict. She almost choked on the liquor seeping down her throat.

Would you like another?

Her dark gaze flicked over to the bartender, who dried a glass and watched her warily. The quick shake of her head had him shrugging and skulking off the other side of the bar.

Grunting in discomfort, she tossed money on the bar and headed for the back door. It was time to collect her bounty.

The blonde woman lay in a pool of her own blood as Persis stepped into the dark alley. She watched as he searched through the blonde’s purse, pulling out her wallet. Narrowing her eyes and extending her arms, Persis grasped the twin blades sliding into her palms. It only took a few quick strides to reach him, and her weapons silently sliced through the air and then his neck like warm butter.

He fell to his knees as his blood joined the dead woman’s on the ground before him. Wiping her blades on his jacket, Persis sheathed them and turned away, not sparing either a second glance.

Her feet made no sound as she strode down the alley, her senses attuned to her surroundings. This was why his presence startled her, forcing a gasp from her lips before she could