The Puppeteer

The Puppeteer

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"Yes. Right. What am I, you ask. Well, something of nightmares so to say. People mistake me for the devil. Fortunately for me, I am much better looking that sack of rocks. I'm a demon. My friends, well, acquaintances, call me The Puppeteer. Nice to be acquainted with you, darling." He smirked and bowed slightly, glancing up at her, "May I get your name?" The female blinked a few times, taking in what he had said. Of course, her grandmother said plenty of stories about demons and monsters and ghosts, and when she was younger, she believed them all. She stopped after a while, once she became a teen and everyone made fun of her for believing in childish stories, and only just began believing in them again after she had discovered witchcraft and her powers. She did not once think she would meet a 'supernatural' creature so early. She expected it to take a few years, a few things going a miss before she caught any attention to them. "I uh... My name is Nza... Nice to meet you, Puppeteer?" She muttered, quite unsure about the entire situation.
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"THE AFTERLIFE CAN BE A REAL BITCH, RIGHT?" "Henri-" I began, but Henri's hand snatched up mine and squeezed tightly enough to break bones. I bit my tongue to hold back a cry. It was a warning. "Maria didn't say anything about a couple of vampires wanting to meet with her," the green-haired warlock spoke after the area had stilled with electrified silence. I looked Henri's way, and that's really when our situation caught up with me. Wait... "Maria..." I murmured in remembrance, then sent Henri a glare. "Why are we here to see Maria Day? If you don't remember, let me remind you that I killed her friend. Hell, her master. She'll kill me when she sees me." Henri had the nerve to laugh softly. "You're already dead, Antoinette." "Thanks to you. There are other ways witches can hurt vampires, aren't there?" My eyes traveled shortly to the warlocks, Daniel and Zachary, and I shook my head. "She'll burn me alive! I'm not going in there." "You're overacting," Henri said with a dramatic eye roll with a worth of a slap across his face. Lucky for him, I kept my hands at my sides. This night was about to get dangerous... This is Book 3 of The Hunters Saga! 1st draft, so there WILL be mistakes! Cover thanks to @AlexandraSinclair1! *Rated PG-13 for thematic peril and angst, rude humor, mild language, occasional innuendo and sensuality, and graphic imagery in some places. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!* The Hawthorn Pearl Copyright (C) RJ City 2015. All Rights Reserved.

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