Supernatural Lies: A Paranormal Reverse Harem Romance (An Angel and Her Demons Book 1) by Lacey Andersen (trending books to read .TXT) 📗

ticked by. At last, he took a breath that shook his entire body, and then Tristan began to slowly fly them lower. He looked across the estate grounds, to where Surcy, Mark, and the vampire waited. Before his eyes, he saw the most unexpected thing possible. As Surcy and Mark stared at Daniel’s approach, the vampire stood behind Surcy, and a dagger flashed in his hands.

Daniel shouted.

But Surcy and Mark simple frowned.

And then, the blade went through the side of her neck.

Her eyes widened, then rolled back into her head. As the vampire removed the blade, and raised it above his head to strike again, Daniel reached him. Knocking him to the ground, with a roar, he balled his hand into a fist and flames roared to life.

“Don’t!” Surcy shouted!

He hesitated. The vampire’s dark eyes were filled with fear. More than anything in this world, he wanted to wipe the life from them for hurting his Surcy.

“I’m fine.” Surcy touched his arm. “I’m an angel. That hurt, but I’m fine.”

“It still doesn’t change the fact that we were tricked by this traitor!”

Mark grabbed the man by the throat. “He might have tried to kill Surcy, but I wasn’t wrong. This is the god we’re looking for.”

An evil god? Shit. Now what the hell are we supposed to do?

We can’t kill him, but we also can’t put another monster into power.

“Put your fire away,” Mark told him calmly. “And help me with him.”

The instant Daniel's flames vanished, the vampire tried to make a break for it. Mark and Daniel grabbed him and pinned him to the ground.

I hope my brothers have a plan, because we can’t just hold him forever.

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Tristan picked up their angel and cradled her in his arms. His brothers had pinned down the treasonous vampire, but Tristan cared nothing for the fate of the man who hurt his angel. His brothers would handle it. He had eyes for only Surcy.

“I’m okay,” she sputtered, pressing her hand to her injured neck.

She’ll live, but her pain is obvious.

“No, you’re not.” But I thank the eternal stones that you weren’t taken from us again. Leaning down, he pressed his forehead against hers.

It was not a gesture she would understand. She never would. But it was what gargoyles did to their mates. It was a way of showing this woman that she was his world, his forever, without ever having to speak the words.

She reached up and touched his cheek, wincing from the movement. “Even your skin feels like stone when you’re in this form.”

He smiled. “Of course it does.”

“But your eyes remain the same.”

“That is the human part of me. My eyes dull when I am in my stone-form for too long.”

Her gaze met and held his. “I like them. I’ve never seen eyes like yours before.”

She likes them? I’m glad she no longer fears me.

“Uh guys,” Mark said. “I hate to break up the moment, but what do we do with him?”

Surcy looked away from Tristan, and the spell was broken. “What’s your name vampire?”

Why should any of us care?

Reluctantly, Tristan looked at the man held against the ground by his brothers. He was thin with a mop of auburn hair and dark eyes. He was as pale as most vampires, and even as a prisoner, he held himself with the typical arrogance of his kind.

In other words, he is nothing special. Could this really be the God of Night?

"Want to answer, asshole?" Daniel asked, pulling the vampire's arm up behind his back for leverage.

“Jasper,” the vampire growled.

“And why did you attack me after we saved you?” Surcy asked, her question an angry accusation.

For a moment, something unexpected flashed across the vampire’s face.

He didn’t want to attack her.

“Because, you’re my enemy. You all are.”

“We saved your useless life!” Daniel shouted, wrenching his prisoner’s arm harder.

Tristan watched the vampire and knew. “What did the angels threaten you with?”

The man took too long to answer. “Nothing.”

His brothers both began to talk at once, but Tristan continued watching the vampire and the vampire continued watching him.

“If you tell the truth, we could help.”

The man’s head moved side to side for a second before he stopped. “I don’t need any help.”

“Well then, we should stop wasting time and kill you, so that we may move on with our night.” Tristan shifted Surcy to one arm and drew his blade off his back.

The vampire tensed. “Wait.”

He waited.

“The angels have surrounded my home. The second we try to leave, they’ll kill us. They said they would let me live if I could kill her.”

“Coward!” Daniel growled.

Mark sighed, but didn’t release his grip on the vampire. “Do you have any idea what we went through to find you? Do you have any idea how important you are?”

That got the vampire's attention. “What do you mean?”

But Mark simply shook his head. “I’ll explain all that later. Surcy, can you teleport us out of here?”

She’s badly injured.

“Perhaps to town, but not further than that.”

Mark nodded. “Do it. And then we’ll decide what to do from there.”

And so she did.

They spent two tense nights in a hotel in the town, hoping the angels wouldn’t attack them when their guard was down. Fortunately, the cowards didn’t show themselves. Surcy slept and ate most of the time, insisting she was fine, but they made her wait before she teleported them again.

Mark used the time to explain everything to the vampire, who seemed all too excited to be named a god. The vampire irritated Tristan more than he wanted the others to know, even if he had acted out of fear for his life.

On the third morning, as he sat at breakfast with Jasper and Surcy, something else began to bother him. His brothers were out, checking the area one last time.

“I still can’t believe you’re an angel,” Jasper told Surcy, smiling too brightly. “I thought all angels were uptight. You’re an unexpected joy.”

Surcy returned his smile. “And I can’t believe vampires are actually real. I thought that was