Hunters
Book
One
Aoife
Marie Sheridan
Genre:
Paranormal, Romance
ISBN:
9781495430725
Word
Count: 62,000
Cover
Artist: Airicka’s Mystical Creations
Book
Description:
Abigail
is nineteen, her job she hunts demons.
Her
life so far has been tough, having witnessed her family’s death and
her mother’s suicide she’s taken in by a priest, who believes her
when she says she sees ghosts. Father Peter trains her as a demon
hunter with three other members, one being Daniel, who isn’t what
he seems.
But
when a possession goes wrong, and ghosts start to attack Abigail, the
tight rope she had on her emotions soon starts to loosen.
Abigail
draws the unwanted attention of the Vatican, and she finds out a lot
more then she was willing to learn.
Knowledge
is power, but for Abigail it’s her undoing, and the only thing
keeping her together is Daniel.
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About
the Author:
Aoife
Marie Sheridan has loved reading from a very young age, starting off
with mills and boon's books, given to by her grandmother her love for
romances grew, by the age of 14 she had read hundreds of them.
Aoife
had a passion for writing poetry or in her eyes her journal entries.
It was something she did throughout her teens and into her twenties.
Aoife won first place for two of her poems and had them published at
a young age of just nineteen. Realising she needed to get a real job
(What writing isn't) she studied accountancy and qualified working in
that field for many years, until her passion for reading returned and
she found Maria V Snyder. Poison study one of her favourite books has
been read and re-read countless times.
Aoife's
first book Eden Forest (Part one of the Saskia Trilogy) came to be
after a dream of a man and woman on a black horse jumping through a
wall of fire and the idea of Saskia was born. Now with her first
novel published and taking first place for Eden Forest with Writers
Got Talent 2013, Aoife continues to write tales of fantasy and is
currently working on her third book for the Saskia Trilogy amongst
other new works.
Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/Aoifemariesheri
Website:
www.aoifemariesheridan.com
HUNTERS
AN
ABIGAIL THORNTON TALE
__________
BY
AOIFE MARIE SHERIDAN
Prologue
I
sat outside her apartment like I did every night, keeping an eye on
her door.
Watching.
Waiting.
I knew the day would
come and I wanted to be ready. One thing I knew, he would never take
her from me, he would have to get through me first. A small smile
crept over my face, how I would love to tear him apart. I growled,
feeling frustrated; he was one of the main threats now and I needed
to eliminate him. I pushed off the wall, pulling my black hoodia
closer to my eyes, a few people were around, but none paying
attention to me, they were too transfixed on their own wants; a
syringe giving them a pass on reality, or an encounter with a female
making the sounds of pleasure heighten. I pushed all the noises aside
and focused. She was moving around, her angry footsteps hitting the
wooden floor in her bathroom. The water turned on, my body came
alive, the want for her was too much at times and I growled for a
second time.
“You
okay, Man?” a junky asked from a few feet away from me, I didn’t
give him an answer, just threw him a look to silence his talk. I
couldn’t understand why she lived here. Maybe the chaos made her
feel more normal, but that was something she would never be. A hiss
made my head jerk up and then her intake of breath. My hands balled
into fists, I wanted to go to her and take the razor from her hand,
but I couldn’t, she would hate it if I knew. It was her own
release, I didn’t understand it fully, but it made her focus on the
pain instead of the real problem. A cold breeze made me study the
door that led into the apartment buildings more closely; it wasn’t
just cold it was ice cold.
“Nicolas!”
I whispered and moved across the thirty paces that stood between her
door and me in a second. I didn’t care if anyone saw, they were too
far gone to understand, they would assume it was their drugged up
minds seeing things. The air in my lungs now was freezing; I could
feel him coming. I felt the excitement bubble inside me, a fire raged
through my veins as he materialized before me. I didn’t give him a
moment, but pulled the sword from the air and swung for his neck, he
was quick; ducking and coming up with his own sword, they met with a
loud clang.
“Daniel,
great to see you.” his hard face was set like stone, his black eyes
wanting blood, not mine but hers. I let the anger boil and withdrew
my sword, striking his with all my force, it met its target and he
stumbled back, but he regained his footing quickly. Allowing him to
come at me with his body weight behind his swing, I dodged to the
side in a blur and arched my sword, swinging for his back, but it met
the metal of his own sword.
“Have
we been practicing?” I asked in a mocking tone while taking another
swing.
“Maybe
you just lost your touch,” he spat back and struck my sword, metal
struck metal and small pieces of ice flew towards me, I moved but a
few struck my left arm, piercing me like small pieces of glass. I
ignored the pain and gave him a sneer.
“Playing
dirty, are we?” I asked, letting the fire heat my blade until it
grew red.
“You
never play nice, Daniel.” Nicolas face radiated the hate he has for
me, and I returned it, letting my sword burn before I took a swipe,
knowing he would block it. So I did what he wouldn’t expect, I
slide towards him on the partially frozen ground and passed his legs
in a blur, cutting below his knee before flipping up and swinging my
sword at his back, it sliced into his flesh and he roared in pain,
falling to his knees. I raised my sword, aiming for his neck, it
swung high into the air, the red flame lighting up the sky, but
before it made contact, he disappeared. I stood there for a moment,
my blood still boiling with adrenaline. However, it fizzled and the
pain in my arm came alive. Rain started to pour, and I let my sword
dissolve along with my anger. He wouldn’t be coming back tonight
and I needed to rest and heal. My phone buzzed as I moved away from
the door.
“Daniel,”
Father Peter’s voice filled my ear.
“Yeah,
you got a job for me?” I asked, pulling the hoodie over my face
again as I walked deeper into the shadows.
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