The Seer's Lover (The Seven Archangels Series) Read Online Free PDF Page A

Ron—her pawn. He really loved Anna, and any mention she was less than perfect would be rewarded with a right hook. Even though she treated him like shit, he took any scraps of attention she would feed him. Lucas felt sorry for him.
    Anna preyed on the newlyweds with an impossible-to-deny-aphrodisiac touch. Lucas wouldn’t know. Without a girlfriend or wife to destroy, she’d never cast him more than a passing glance. She preferred to cause women emotional pain so deep it would ruin any chance they had of finding marital bliss. One more reason to refuse Jody's, or any other girl’s, advances.
    In the few minutes it took Lucas to reach the lodge, the rain had abated. Stream rose off every surface in the hot evening air, from the gravel driveway to the misty trees and even Ron and Anna’s modest bungalow.
    Lucas slowed his pace as he approached their front door. Ron’s car was gone. He wondered how to approach Anna after years of dodging her. But if anyone knew the whereabouts of this new demon family, Anna would. He could overpower her in a fight, but he’d have to touch her. And once she got her claws into you, literally, it was all over.
    Screw that. Lucas could resist any illusions or temptations she offered. Couldn’t he?
    He had been trained to fight demons, both psychologically and physically while his childhood friends rode their bikes and played baseball. His father called their advantages “the speed and the sight.”
    He could center himself to shatter their illusions, and he could see their next physical movement in advance, which gave him a huge advantage in physical combat—hence the reason demons hunted seers relentlessly. No matter what she pulled, Anna would be the last person he’d succumb to.
    He squared his body and raised a fist to pound on the front door but then decided to risk a glance through the window first.
    Anna wore a translucent, burgundy lace negligee that left nothing to the imagination. With her back to him, she danced a slow, hypnotic solo to bossa nova music, moving purposefully, arms raised over her head. He forgot where he was for a moment and watched her.
    Practiced.
    Sensual.
    He tried to pull himself away but couldn’t. Anna embodied physical perfection. Her long, black hair graced with a bit of a wave, complemented her sleek, tanned body. When she twisted to the side, her generous tits and taut nipples made a welcome appearance. Dim lights lit the scene, but when Anna turned completely, Lucas saw her eyes and snapped back to reality.
    Her eyes glowed. She smiled and gestured him inside letting her hand drag over her breasts and down, down…
    He sucked in a breath. His body’s reaction contradicted his mind’s fight-or-flight response. He needed answers. His mind raced. Turn and walk away. Instead, he reached for the doorknob.
    His father’s voice echoed in his head. “You have advantages she couldn’t guess at. Exploit her weaknesses.” He willed his body into submission to bring his mind into focus.
    After everything I’ve seen…
    After a demon killed my own mother…
    He held the doorknob in his hand. How could he get the information from Anna without exposing himself or having to kill her? Although completely duped by her, Ron would be devastated if he killed her. Yet, wouldn’t Ron be far better off without her?
    He let go of the doorknob, turned, put one foot in front of the other, and walked back to the stable. He would find answers another way.
    When he opened the door to the barn, the horses pawed the ground and snorted. What the… He spun around. Anna stood right in front of him.
    “Did you finally come to ask me for something, Lucas?” she said in her thick Brazilian accent. A sheer, red lace teddy draped her sleek body.
    He backed away.
    Lucas’s field of vision tunneled to include only Anna. Her wine-red aura pulsed in vertigo-inducing waves. He blinked slowly to center himself and dissolve the illusion, but found he couldn’t drag his eyes away