THE ANOINTED 3: PROPHECIES OF FIRE by Dale Ridley Read Free Book Online Page B

poker and that’s only when you have the upper hand.”
    The woman’s hand had reached her pubic hairs and Sam tried to twist her body away from the woman’s violating touch. “Be still,” she whispered as she leaned close to her ear. “You may find yourself enjoying it.”
    Sam felt a finger brush her womanhood. She gritted her teeth in fury. Someone would die for this, she vowed silently to herself. Through her rage, she felt a presence that compressed her body in the room. The woman in front of her was yanked off her feet backwards. She flew across the room to crash into the wooden table, breaking it into pieces. The man who stood slightly to the side went on instant alert, reaching for the weapon in his shoulder holster.
    His face suddenly went pale as he started to choke violently. Sam’s attention was drawn to the far corner of the room where a silhouette of a person was standing. It was impossible to see the person’s features through a veil of darkness that made his face blur when one tried to look at it. But the one thing that was clear was the glowing green eyes. As pissed off as she was, Sam found herself in awe at what she was seeing.
    She had gained valuable experience in killing the werewolf half of Pallida Mors, but even those horrors had not prepared her to take in the dark and powerful presence in front of her. Was this the vampire half of Pallida Mors? she asked herself. The choking sounds stopped as the man withdrew his hand from his weapon and he sunk to the floor with fear in his eyes before placing his forehead to the ground in submission. The woman who had been thrown from Sam went pale in the face as she watched from her spot on the floor. She did not dare rise, she scrambled to copy the man’s submission.
    “Forgive us omnipotent,” stated the man. His voice vibrating off the floor. “We obeyed your orders. We are yours to command.”
    “No. Cornelius is your commander. I will rule by our true master’s side. But I would like to know exactly what you were doing?” The voice held an underline threat of violence.
    The silence that followed was almost painful.
    “Those were not my orders. I told you to capture the woman and let the Pallida Mors kill the rest. Is this how the fame Avalanche team passes time? With amatory interrogations?” The snicker was one of contempt.
    Sam thought for a second that there was something familiar about the sound tugging at her as she listened. But what was it? She would had known if she had been in the presence of such evil before. Its very presence tried to swallow the light coming from the bulb in the room.
    “The next time I give you a task and you defile my property, I will bleed the blood from your bodies slowly from your pores as you hang upside down by your ankles.”
    Property? Sam asked herself. What the hell was going on here?
    “We apologize to you.”
    “I am the master’s omnipotent. Everything I claim as my own is for the dark lord. To defile what is mines is to defile theirs. Now, I am bored by this talk. Leave us now.”
    Avalanche 1 and 2 hurried to their feet to scurry from the room. Sam suddenly felt terrified at being left alone with the demon. No other word could describe it. And the word property still rung in her ears.
    “Don’t be afraid, my dear Samantha, I will not hurt you. Well, at least not unjustly anyway. I am here to offer you a proposal. Join us and live in luxury and power forever.”
    Sam felt laughter seize her and she gave in. “You got to be kidding me. First, you ambush me and kill all my men. Hang me naked from wooden beams while some freak has her way with me, and you have the nerve to ask me to join you? I am disappointed. I thought the shadows of Anais had real style when they recruited people’s souls.”
    The green eyes studied her for a moment before the chains around her wrist and ankles shattered like brittle glass. Sam fell to the floor on her knees. Her arms felt like they had almost been pulled