Book 5: Possession of Souls - Prologue

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Prologue

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, dear Portia! Happy birthday to you!"

Attempting to focus through the haze of my mind on the light source in front of me, I couldn't zero in because it kept flickering and moving. It took a minute for my mind to register what it was seeing—a massive cake, all lit up with candles.

Wait. It was my birthday? I looked beyond the cake to the person holding it, seeing Vance smiling.

"What's going on?" I asked groggily, blinking several times while trying to collect my confused thoughts.

Turning, Vance set the cake down. "It's your birthday, love. Time to wake up and celebrate." Smiling, he leaned in and kissed me on the neck, then slowly licked the tip of his tongue seductively up the side of it.

Something wasn't right, but I was having difficulty pin pointing it. I swallowed thickly, struggling to latch onto the thought that was niggling, swimming just out of reach.

Wait. Love. That was it! Vance never called me love. He called me baby. Memories from the night of the fire suddenly came rushing back, crashing over me in flashes of terror.

Pushing at the chest above me, I struggled to get away, but I was too weak. Calling on my jinn powers to evaporate, I found myself unable to even muster a shimmer.

Soft sounds of laughter tickled against my ear, followed by a sickening voice. "What's the matter, Portia? You don't like it when I look like Vance?" Damien Cummings's voice whispered, his lips brushing against my skin as he spoke. He gave a flick of his tongue against my earlobe.

"Get off me, you sick pig!" I rasped hoarsely, shoving him harder.

Lifting for a moment, he showed himself in his true form this time and grabbed both of my hands, pinning them to the table beside my head.

"I'm not done yet!" he said with a sneer, and horror swept through me as he morphed into his demon features. "It's time for the birthday dinner!" Slamming his face into the crook of my neck, he bit me hard. I screamed as he drank my blood, feeding in giant gulps.

I passed out once again.

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