The First Book of Demons (The Book of Demons Saga) Read Online Free PDF
Author: Raquel Dove
fireflies in the air, lending a surreal feeling to the clearing that bordered one side of it. There was a vast forest that splayed out in every direction from the small campsite. The evening air was cool, hinting at the onset of the winter months to come. Not very many people knew about this place, so they were pretty secluded. The guys got to work setting up camp right away
The five friends sat around the campfire late into the n ight, roasting marshmallows and trading scary stories. Kat and Will decided to sleep in the tent, while Alexandra and Sam fell fast asleep outside in their sleeping bags as they gazed up at the stars sparkling brightly above them.
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Alex woke suddenly from her slumber, her eyes opening to see the stars shining high above her. A light breeze blew through the campsite, and for an instant Alex thought she heard her name, like a whisper on the wind. Alexandra. She heard it again. She sat up in her sleeping bag and glanced around the campsite. The embers of the once raging campfire had died to a soft glow. A movement beyond the tree line caught her eye. She squinted trying to make out what it was. A pair of almond eyes, shining in the darkenss, watching her. She glanced at Sam, who was still peacefully asleep.
“Alexandra,” a voice cut through the silence of the night behind her.
Alex jumped, s napping her head around to see who had called her name. It was the white haired man. She rose out of her sleeping bag and turned to face him.
T here was something…inhuman about him. A fleshy tip stuck out past locks of white hair that now seemed unnaturally aged. His eyes were a mesmerizing charcoal color, with a black slit for a pupil.
“Who are you? And why have you been following me?” Alex demanded.
“There’s no time ,” the man replied, taking a few steps closer and holding his hand out to her, expecting her to take it. “You must come with me.”
His fingers were tipped with nails that tapered to a fine point, and when he spoke Alex saw the pointed fangs of his canines glistening in the moonlight.
“ I’ve seen you before. In the neighborhood,” she said, ignoring the urgency in his voice. “but…you looked different.”
“I can alter my form while in this land. This is my true self,” the man said, his strange eyes sparkling softly in the moonlight. “I knew your parents, Alexandra. You must come with me.”
“I’m not going to go anywhere with you,” she scoffed, turning to wake Sam.
“Do you have the d agger?” the man asked.
Alex turned and looked at him, narrowing her eyes.
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” she said.
“Your Aunt Tamy left it for you,” the man replied.
“ You knew Aunt Tamy?” Alex asked, her heart leaping into her chest, her brows furrowed.
“ I knew her well,” he said, his voice sad and eyes cast downward.
Alex s huffled her feet, staring apprehensively at the old man. “And you knew my parents?”
“I did, ” the man replied, looking back up at her, “and I will tell you of them, but you must come with me now.”
“L et me wake my friends,” Alex said, stepping closer to Sam.
“There is no time Alexandra!” The man insisted, his voice a harsh whisper. He looked cautiously around the campsite. “Do you have the dagger?”
“Yes ,” she said, walking over to where her bag was resting by the tent. The man turned and walked into the wooded area, not even turning to see if she would follow. Alex glanced around the campsite, and with one last wavering thought she followed after the man.
She picked her way through the dark forest , stumbling over fallen branches and tree roots. She wondered how the man she was following could see where he was going as he easily picked his way through the sparsely populated forest, his footing sure. Alex was running out of breath trying to keep up with the brisk pace the man had set.
“How did you know my
The five friends sat around the campfire late into the n ight, roasting marshmallows and trading scary stories. Kat and Will decided to sleep in the tent, while Alexandra and Sam fell fast asleep outside in their sleeping bags as they gazed up at the stars sparkling brightly above them.
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Alex woke suddenly from her slumber, her eyes opening to see the stars shining high above her. A light breeze blew through the campsite, and for an instant Alex thought she heard her name, like a whisper on the wind. Alexandra. She heard it again. She sat up in her sleeping bag and glanced around the campsite. The embers of the once raging campfire had died to a soft glow. A movement beyond the tree line caught her eye. She squinted trying to make out what it was. A pair of almond eyes, shining in the darkenss, watching her. She glanced at Sam, who was still peacefully asleep.
“Alexandra,” a voice cut through the silence of the night behind her.
Alex jumped, s napping her head around to see who had called her name. It was the white haired man. She rose out of her sleeping bag and turned to face him.
T here was something…inhuman about him. A fleshy tip stuck out past locks of white hair that now seemed unnaturally aged. His eyes were a mesmerizing charcoal color, with a black slit for a pupil.
“Who are you? And why have you been following me?” Alex demanded.
“There’s no time ,” the man replied, taking a few steps closer and holding his hand out to her, expecting her to take it. “You must come with me.”
His fingers were tipped with nails that tapered to a fine point, and when he spoke Alex saw the pointed fangs of his canines glistening in the moonlight.
“ I’ve seen you before. In the neighborhood,” she said, ignoring the urgency in his voice. “but…you looked different.”
“I can alter my form while in this land. This is my true self,” the man said, his strange eyes sparkling softly in the moonlight. “I knew your parents, Alexandra. You must come with me.”
“I’m not going to go anywhere with you,” she scoffed, turning to wake Sam.
“Do you have the d agger?” the man asked.
Alex turned and looked at him, narrowing her eyes.
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” she said.
“Your Aunt Tamy left it for you,” the man replied.
“ You knew Aunt Tamy?” Alex asked, her heart leaping into her chest, her brows furrowed.
“ I knew her well,” he said, his voice sad and eyes cast downward.
Alex s huffled her feet, staring apprehensively at the old man. “And you knew my parents?”
“I did, ” the man replied, looking back up at her, “and I will tell you of them, but you must come with me now.”
“L et me wake my friends,” Alex said, stepping closer to Sam.
“There is no time Alexandra!” The man insisted, his voice a harsh whisper. He looked cautiously around the campsite. “Do you have the dagger?”
“Yes ,” she said, walking over to where her bag was resting by the tent. The man turned and walked into the wooded area, not even turning to see if she would follow. Alex glanced around the campsite, and with one last wavering thought she followed after the man.
She picked her way through the dark forest , stumbling over fallen branches and tree roots. She wondered how the man she was following could see where he was going as he easily picked his way through the sparsely populated forest, his footing sure. Alex was running out of breath trying to keep up with the brisk pace the man had set.
“How did you know my