Dark Summoner (Relic Keeper Series Book 1) by D.D. Miers Read Free Book Online

top it off.” I placed my hand on his forearm, the firm muscles hot to the touch. He looked down at me now, truly looked at me, for the first time all night. “I’m certain things will get better.”
    His expression went from confused to something I couldn’t ascertain. Was he surprised? Intrigued? Turned on? Whatever it was, he liked the contact because he placed his hand over mine. His eyes flashed to my lips, and I flushed. I wanted him to kiss me. To really kiss me. Deep and passionate and without restriction or pause. He dipped his head forward until we were barely a breath from touching. I licked my lips and felt the soft brush of his mouth, when a flash over his shoulder caught my attention and I pulled back, shocked by what I saw.
    A face.
    An inhuman face with sagging white skin and soulless eyes watched me from between the crowd. Blue lights flashed with the beats and swirled around the room. Fog machines blasted smoke onto the dance floor as a new song came on. I squinted, trying to see through the constantly moving sea of bodies. The face flashed again, then it was gone. I could only catch glimpses of it, but I swore it was there. In the next second, I looked again and a normal man grinded up against his partner. Was I going crazy? Losing my mind? Was this what the rest of my life was going to be like? Constantly looking over my shoulder for the monsters that tormented me?
    Dorian grabbed my hand, his eyes glancing out toward the dance floor. “Are you all right?”
    I wished I could say yes and actually mean it, but I couldn’t. So instead, I nodded and rubbed the bridge of my nose. “I’m fine, I just think it’s too hot in here. I think I’ll just take a break for a minute and get some water.”
    “Do you want me to go with you?”
    “No, no, I’m just gonna head to the bathroom and sprinkle some cool water on my face.”
    “You’re sure?” Dorian asked.
    I gave him a weak smile. “I’m sure.”
    He didn’t seem convinced, but he stood and helped me to my feet. He watched me as I walked down the stairs and into the ladies’ room.
    The bathroom was more crowded than the dance floor, and I had to wait at least ten minutes before I could get into a stall. When I finally did, I closed the lid and plopped down onto the seat as I tried to collect my thoughts and calm down. The voices of two girls sharing a stall next to me caught my attention.
    “Did you see that stud in the VIP area? Oh my god, he’s sexy.”
    “The blond? Hell yes, I saw him. How could I miss him?”
    “I’m gonna wait until he heads for the men’s room, then I’m gonna corner him in the hallway and have my way with him.”
    The both burst out laughing. “Oh my god, Tina, you’re so bad!”
    “I know.” She giggled. The toilet flushed and they both headed back toward the mirrors on the other side of the bathrooms.
    I waited another few minutes before I left the stall. As I rounded the corner, several women stood with their faces jammed against the mirrors, fixing their makeup, fluffing their hair, and adjusting their breasts to give a better view. I beelined for the sinks, forcing my way in between a few of them. I ran the cool water, splashing it over my cheeks and forehead several times. I didn’t care if it ruined the small amount of makeup I’d worn. The crisp splashes were exactly what I needed.
    Muffled sounds, barely noticeable at first, increased through the walls of the bathroom. Slowly the muffles grew louder until they sounded like booms. When the last few women went to leave, the sound came through the door, clear as day. My stomach dropped as I realized what it was.
    Screams.
    Bloodcurdling screams tore through the air.
    “What the fuck is going on?” A blonde in a tight leather dress walked to the door again and held it open wide. From what I could see, people ran in every direction up and down the hallway outside the restrooms. She frowned at the ten of us standing just inside the doorway “Is it a