The Dark City Chronicles ⁓ Book One
The creatures of evil won't stand a chance! The Demon's Reprisal is an action-packed novel with spicy romance, seductive vampires, dark humor, budding love, and the everlasting bonds of friendship.
After the death...
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The motel room in which Lucas has taken residence for the night isn't much different than the one Kenneth has rented them downstairs. It even has the same floral bedding and heavy, scratched wooden furniture. The only difference is that there's no off-white paint on the walls; instead, brown-striped wallpaper is peeling at the corners. The dark shades make the room seem smaller.
There's a stain on the wall above the lengthwise dresser. There's a low hum from the television that's been muted, and a radiator in the corner makes an occasional, faint clicking. In the air, there's the smell of men's cologne clinging faintly to the sheets, a fragrance Reid's begun to attribute to Lucas. It's very masculine and woody, with a hint of what might be patchouli. It's not bad—a nice smell, even. A bit overwhelming in context.
Reid sits cross-legged on the lumpy motel bed. "So, who's your favourite?"
Beside him on the bed, Lucas mulls over his answer. "Robert." He laughs at Reid's scoff. "Oh? Not a good answer? Well, who's yours?"
"I'll tell you, it's not Robert."
Lucas shrugs. "Ah, I don't know, love. Robert's doing what he thinks is right for his family."
Reid shifts so he's not taking up the entire queen-size mattress, back to the entry door, and settles beside Lucas, who is resting propped against the pillows and headboard. "He's always lying and scheming. His family suffers for it."
