Chronicles- A Devil's Daughters Crossover- Book Two(Published Feb 2017)

Sinful Liasons

     The war room was dimly lit, even the candle felt the mood. Once again, they had joined each other around the long rectangular table, and once again, they were discussing the casualties of the latest run in with the Insid. The bastards were getting stronger, faster and more cunning than ever before. That, and the attack strategies they were using, the planets they targeted, it was clear to them all, that there was another Host in the mix.
    "Who?" Lord Eroch sighed, shaking his head as yet another General rambled on.
    "He calls himself Maxom, my Lord! And he is said to control a fleet the size of your own, Sir!"
    "I highly doubt that!" Lord Eroch chuckled, "But he can continue to think that!" He sighed, and slammed his fists on the table. "We are surrounded by Idiots! For the love of everything that is sacred, can someone, please, give me some, good news?"
    "Kember seems to be doing better!" Malice piped in, and all eyes were on her.
    A Demon with hair black as night, and tribal markings that burned like the embers of a fire. An Angel, whose hair and wings rivaled the snow white sheen of the clouds; but her wings were better. Beside them, sat their mates, Euphamia and Madrina; one with hair of red and white, and the other, with white and black. Sisters they were, as was one other, sitting just to their left. Hair of black and red, and eyes that could search into your soul; Zahara, was her name.
    There was also her Vampire, who they said was of royal descent, two Kalvashian Generals with skins of blue, and a few others that Malice had not had the pleasure of speaking with yet. They seemed competent enough, being that they were sitting at this very table, ans though it seemed as of late, that the world was falling to shit, these few individuals had managed to hold themselves together; sort of.
   "I am glad to hear it!" Lord Eroch replied with a smile, and then closed his eyes. "I thought for sure she'd have to..." But then he stopped himself and shook his head once more. "Fucking magic!"
    "Hey now!" Malice let out with a furrowed brow. "It's not the magic, but the ones who wield it!"
   She wasn't afraid of the Lord of Darkness, though millions of others, cowered at his feet. Standing well over six feet tall, and built like a bloody bus with waist length, prison striped hair, just like Mia's, and Malice let out a grin; for he was after all, the female's Sire. Still, she wasn't about to take his shit.
    "Sorry!" He mumbled, and rose from his chair, just as everyone else did the same. "That wasn't cool two thousand years ago, and it ain't fucking cool, now!" He glared at them all, and Euphamia let out a giggle as her Father poured himself a drink.
   So much like her Father she was, as Malice watched her from across the table, right down to that nasty little, dark streak, she had running though her veins. She wasn't evil, or anything, more neutral, in a lawful kind of way with a few chaotic tendencies; as in, she had a way of causing chaos. But Mia had her duties to attend to, and she fulfilled the with pride, it wasn't her fault that the bastards had chosen the wrong side. She was loyal, and loving.... Malice shuddered in her seat as Lord Eroch returned to his own.
    There were mumbles and grumbles, and then there was some shouting, but Malice was lost in her need. Bloody sexual overload, was more like it, ever since she had gotten caught in the tail end of that blast with...
   Crap! Kember...
    Now, Mia could get Malice's mind going, all five foot eight, and one hundred forty pounds of her... Malice grinned again, toying with a lock of her long blonde hair; but then there was Kember. Same height, same build, sinful black hair with a kiss of blue... Now she, got the heart going, and a few others she couldn't quite mention at this moment in time. But damn...
    "Malice?" Lord Eroch caught her off guard.
    "Uh, yup!" She replied, hoping it was the right answer. What the fuck had he been saying?
   "Perfect! And what did Orella have to say?"
     Shit! Orella? Bloody Hell!
     "She is looking in to the one called Pathen!" Malice replied, remembering the female she had seen in the hall of that abandoned fortress.
     She was so much like Marena, and Navina, claimed to be their older sister... except she seemed to have all her screws in place.
    "Then we will wait for her to find out more!" Lord Eroch smiled, and went off on another topic.
    Must be nice to be able to forget so quickly, as Malice's mind still toiled on Kember. And Marena now, too! What the hell? What spell was it, exactly, that Kember had cast?
    Everywhere Malice turned, there was a female. Every room, every corner. The Cook. The Kitchen Staff. The housekeeping entourage... Even the bloody bath house was filled with males, that looked like females. Marena. Rehoboam. Mia. Kember...
   So many females, not to mention the males...
   "Any word from Lync and Navina?" Euphamia let out, and her voice alone, brought Malice back to reality.
    "Something about returning to see Sahge!" Malice muttered, "Her husband spoke of others, Navina hopes to gather a list of names for us!"
     "Any more visions?" Nyx cut in, pushing a piece of his long black hair out of his face.
    "Not that they have said, but Kember has started through the pages of the book. Hopes she'll come across something!"
    "It'll give her something to do!" The Angel sighed, shaking his head. "She's been going stir crazy in her room!"
     "I've had to send almost the entire library up to her!" Madrina added, sitting back in her chair and playing with her long, red and white locks.
     She too, was beautiful, though Malice knew there would never come a chance; Madrina was still very nice to look at. The same with Zahara, nice curves, sweet looking lips and...
    "Malice?" Lord Eroch called out again. "Bloody hell, Female! Wat is up with you?"
   "She got hit with the tail end of Kember's backfired spell!" Nissa cocked a brow at her. "She was supposed to report, anything, out of the ordinary."
    "Buddy, I'm a Valkyrie. We are, out of the ordinary!" She snapped back at him, "And we've got work to do! I feel fine! Just a bit of a headache!"
    "I'm not about to send you out there, with a chance you'll go ape-shit, Malice!" Lord Eroch shook his head.
    "You're grounding me?"
    "Think of it, as a vacation!" The Demon cut in, but the glare she shot out at him, like a leaf, shaking on the wind.
    "Been there. Done that. Just got back, fuck you, very much!" Malice snarled at him, but a soft glow entered the room, and everyone hushed.
    "Malice? My old friend..." The words vibrated through her, and she felt like putty in her chair.
    "My Lady!" Malice managed to get out, as the maelstrom of endorphins rushed through her body. It had been, so very long... "It is good to see you!"
     "Likewise!" Lady Ellaria smiled, and the Demon let out a sort of, soft choking sound.
    It wasn't a secret, though a tale told long ago, that had been lost in time. One that Malice, would save for special place and time, to reveal. But she shuddered, none the less, under the power and beauty that was Ellaria.
     "My Love!" Lord Eroch greeted her next, having risen from his chair. "Please? Join us!"
     "Yes, join us!" Malice smiled, "Or them, as I have found myself grounded, my Lady! So I must ask your forgiveness as I depart from your presence!"
     "Oh, Malice! Always with the mannerisms! It is always so refreshing to speak with one who remembers the old ways!"
    "Of course, my Lady!" Malice let out, rising from her own chair with a slight bow. "Until next we speak!" She offered a small smile, and turned from the table.
    "Grounded?" She hear Ellaria inquire, and the mumbled words of Lord Eroch that followed.
     Ha! Grounded! Vacation! Shower, was more like it; and then perhaps the mats!