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    Demon Hunters Volumes 1-3
    Demon Hunters Volumes 1-3
    Demon Hunters Volumes 1-3
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    Demon Hunters Volumes 1-3

    By Avril Sabine

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    Genre: Young Adult Urban Fantasy/Horror/Romance.
    ***This is a bundled edition of the following three stories.***
    Demon Hunters 1: Blood Sacrifice
    Everyone knows about stranger danger. Never talk to a stranger. Don't take candy from a stranger. And no matter what, never, ever accept a ride from a stranger. In a moment of anger at her parents, eighteen-year-old Alyssa ignored these basic rules. Now she's facing the most terrifying situation of her life. A world of demons, sacrifices and swords suddenly becomes her reality. Not many people survive demon encounters and Alyssa fears she might not either.
    Demon Hunters 2: Retribution
    Scarlett knows the things that go bump in the night are real. Her family has hunted demons for generations. She has grown up learning how to banish them, seeing things most people couldn't imagine, even in their worst nightmares. In fact, hunting demons is just like many other jobs. The hours are long, the pay is nearly non-existent and the clients are determined to have their own way. Just like any other job... or at least it seemed that way before demons started hunting her.
    Demon Hunters 3: Tainted
    Cassidy is sick of her father looking for a miracle cure. He should accept there is none, instead of believing the lies told by those who prey on the desperate. But he doesn't and Cassidy finds herself in an abandoned industrial building staring into the flame streaked eyes of a demon. Only a thin line of salt keeping her alive.
    This story was written by an Australian author using Australian spelling.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCracked Acorn Productions
    Release dateMay 31, 2024
    ISBN9781923031081
    Demon Hunters Volumes 1-3
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    Avril Sabine

    Avril Sabine is an Australian author who lives on acreage in South East Queensland. She writes mostly young adult and children’s speculative fiction, but has been known to dabble in other genres. She has been writing since she was a young child and wanted to be an author the moment she realised someone wrote the books she loved to read.Visit Avril's website to learn more about her and her many books. www.avrilsabine.com

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      Demon Hunters Volumes 1-3

      Avril Sabine

      Cracked Acorn Productions

      Demon Hunters Volumes 1-3

      Published by

      Cracked Acorn Productions

      PO Box 1365

      Gympie, Queensland 4570

      Australia

      978-1-923031-08-1 (Ebook)

      Genre: Young Adult Urban Fantasy/Horror

      Demon Hunters 1: Blood Sacrifice Copyright 2013 © Avril Sabine

      Demon Hunters 2: Retribution Copyright 2014 © Avril Sabine

      Demon Hunters 3: Tainted Copyright 2015 © Avril Sabine

      Cover design by Cracked Acorn Productions

      All rights reserved

      Contents

      Demon Hunters

      Demon Hunters 1: Blood Sacrifice

      Blood Sacrifice: Dedication

      Blood Sacrifice: Book Description

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter One

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Two

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Three

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Four

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Five

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Six

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Seven

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Eight

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Nine

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Ten

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Eleven

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Twelve

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Thirteen

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Fourteen

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Fifteen

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Sixteen

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Seventeen

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Eighteen

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Nineteen

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Twenty

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Twenty-One

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Twenty-Two

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Twenty-Three

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Twenty-Four

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Twenty-Five

      Blood Sacrifice: Acknowledgements

      Demon Hunters 2: Retribution

      Retribution: Dedication

      Retribution: Book Description

      Retribution: Chapter One

      Retribution: Chapter Two

      Retribution: Chapter Three

      Retribution: Chapter Four

      Retribution: Chapter Five

      Retribution: Chapter Six

      Retribution: Chapter Seven

      Retribution: Chapter Eight

      Retribution: Chapter Nine

      Retribution: Chapter Ten

      Retribution: Chapter Eleven

      Retribution: Chapter Twelve

      Retribution: Chapter Thirteen

      Retribution: Chapter Fourteen

      Retribution: Chapter Fifteen

      Retribution: Chapter Sixteen

      Retribution: Chapter Seventeen

      Retribution: Chapter Eighteen

      Retribution: Chapter Nineteen

      Retribution: Chapter Twenty

      Retribution: Chapter Twenty-One

      Retribution: Chapter Twenty-Two

      Retribution: Chapter Twenty-Three

      Retribution: Chapter Twenty-Four

      Retribution: Chapter Twenty-Five

      Retribution: Acknowledgements

      Demon Hunters 3: Tainted

      Tainted: Dedication

      Tainted: Book Description

      Tainted: Name Pronunciation

      Tainted: Chapter One

      Tainted: Chapter Two

      Tainted: Chapter Three

      Tainted: Chapter Four

      Tainted: Chapter Five

      Tainted: Chapter Six

      Tainted: Chapter Seven

      Tainted: Chapter Eight

      Tainted: Chapter Nine

      Tainted: Chapter Ten

      Tainted: Chapter Eleven

      Tainted: Chapter Twelve

      Tainted: Chapter Thirteen

      Tainted: Chapter Fourteen

      Tainted: Chapter Fifteen

      Tainted: Chapter Sixteen

      Tainted: Chapter Seventeen

      Tainted: Chapter Eighteen

      Tainted: Chapter Nineteen

      Tainted: Chapter Twenty

      Tainted: Chapter Twenty-One

      Tainted: Chapter Twenty-Two

      Tainted: Chapter Twenty-Three

      Tainted: Chapter Twenty-Four

      Tainted: Chapter Twenty-Five

      Tainted: Chapter Twenty-Six

      Tainted: Chapter Twenty-Seven

      Tainted: Chapter Twenty-Eight

      Tainted: Chapter Twenty-Nine

      Tainted: Chapter Thirty

      Tainted: Chapter Thirty-One

      Tainted: Acknowledgements

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      About The Author

      Titles By Avril Sabine

      Demon Hunters Series

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      Demon Hunters

      Book 1: Blood Sacrifice

      Book 2: Retribution

      Book 3: Tainted

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      Blood Sacrifice: Dedication

      For Cat, who is always willing to help me with research no matter how crazy it seems.

      Blood Sacrifice: Book Description

      Everyone knows about stranger danger. Never talk to a stranger. Don’t take candy from a stranger. And no matter what, never, ever accept a ride from a stranger. In a moment of anger at her parents, eighteen-year-old Alyssa ignored these basic rules. Now she’s facing the most terrifying situation of her life. A world of demons, sacrifices and swords suddenly becomes her reality. Not many people survive demon encounters and Alyssa fears she might not either.

      *

      This story was written by an Australian author using Australian spelling.

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter One

      Alyssa’s eyes narrowed, anger making it impossible to speak.

      Grace, her mother, stood with a hand on her hip, her foot tapping. Well?"

      The words exploded from Alyssa. I’m eighteen. I’ve finished year twelve and start uni next year. I’m not a kid. Stop treating me like one.

      Do not raise your voice to me.

      You’re not listening.

      When you stop acting like a child, I will.

      A party. A stupid bloody party. What do you think I’m going to do there? Alyssa’s hands tightened into fists. She wanted to throw something. She’d thought turning eighteen last week would change things. Most of her friends had been given more freedom when they turned fifteen.

      I’ve already said no. That’s enough. I don’t want to hear another word.

      Why? Why can’t I go?

      You can’t. Stop questioning me. As long as you live under our roof, you live by our rules.

      Alyssa glared at Grace. She hated the way everyone said she looked like her mother. So she wore her dark hair layered, to fall past her shoulders, and had a purple streak in it that curved from the crown of her head to frame her left cheek. There was nothing she could do about their matching green eyes, high cheekbones and honey coloured skin.

      Grace turned away, stepping around the wooden table and chairs in the middle of the kitchen.

      Then maybe it’s time I left home, Alyssa said.

      Grace spun to face her. And how do you think you’ll live? Food doesn’t appear on the table because you’re hungry. Her mother’s hand returned to her hip. Well? You haven’t got an answer for that, have you?

      Anger burned through Alyssa, hotter than before. Her teeth clamped together. I hear you can make a good living on the streets. Maybe I should find out for myself. She grinned bitterly, satisfied at the expression on her mother’s face. Before her mother could recover, Alyssa spun on her heel and strode for the front door, flinging the words over her shoulder, Guess I’ll be back if I can’t find any customers. As she reached the door, she heard her mother’s hurried footsteps behind her.

      Don’t you dare walk out that door.

      Or what? I can’t walk back in? Yeah. Real loss. Alyssa shoved the screen door open as she grabbed her handbag from the hallstand. She pulled the strap over her head and tugged on it so the bag slid across her hip to a more comfortable position.

      I’m serious.

      Alyssa looked over her shoulder, her gaze clashing with her mother’s. She hesitated, mentally cataloguing what was in her handbag. Money, make-up, change of clothes for the party, her phone and various unknown items that had been thrown in there and forgotten about in the year she’d owned it.

      Alyssa.

      The warning tone in Grace’s voice was all Alyssa needed to make up her mind. She knew if she gave in, she’d spend her four years at university living by her parents’ rules. A simple party! It wasn’t even like she was asking to go to Schoolies. She wasn’t a child. She was sick of being treated like one. Another rush of anger hit her at the injustice.

      This time she managed to keep her voice low. So am I. She stepped through the doorway, letting the screen door bang shut. She grabbed her knee-high black boots off the verandah, paused at the top of the stairs to lean against the post to pull them on and zipped them up.

      Alyssa! I’m ringing your father!

      Alyssa laughed harshly. Go ahead. What’s he going to do? Drag me home again? Tell him to go ahead and try. But he’s got to find me first. Alyssa took every second step in her haste. Before she’d reached the concrete footpath, her phone was at her ear so she could call her best friend to say she was going to the party.

      Alyssa held the phone away from her at Erin’s shout. Great, now I’m deaf.

      I can’t believe they’re letting you go. I thought they’d keep you under lock and key until you were thirty.

      Yeah, well they tried to. But Dad’s over at his mate’s place. I hit Mum with it after he’d gone. I bet she’s ringing him right now. Look, I’m going to catch a bus into the city. We can meet up at Del’s and head to the party from there.

      What time?

      Alyssa glanced at her watch. Probably take me a couple of hours to get there at the most. Meet up about seven-thirty?

      Sounds good. I’ll see you there.

      Alyssa hung up and slipped her phone into one of the outer pockets of her handbag, unable to resist a grin as she strode towards the bus stop. There was no way her father could be home in time to catch up with her. The bus would arrive within a couple of minutes. And even if it was late, there was another bus due in five minutes in the opposite direction. Either one, it didn’t matter. As long as she put some distance between her and home she could take the scenic route into the city.

      #

      Alyssa sat on one of the cold metal chairs in the noisy interior of Del’s. The table was equally as solid as the chairs, since Del’s couldn’t go a week without at least one fight breaking out. But Del, a large man who looked more like he belonged in a boxing ring than behind the counter in a coffee shop, would slowly make his way to the offending parties, grab each by the collar and drag them outside. No threats, no warnings. He’d shut the door and head to his counter as if nothing had happened.

      Alyssa took a bite of her burger and glanced around. She knew probably half the crowd. Some well, some by sight, many from the high school she’d recently graduated from. The sound of the door opening again had her glancing over and she quickly swallowed her mouthful.

      Waving, Alyssa called out, Erin.

      Erin grinned and made her way through the crowded tables. She slid into the seat across from Alyssa and dropped her bag on the floor. Erin was a few inches shorter than Alyssa and people called her dainty or cute and the occasional unfortunate called her a doll since her resemblance to a blue eyed, blond haired, porcelain doll was uncanny. The words always made Erin see red and having four older brothers had taught her how to hold her own in a fight.

      Where’s mine? Erin glanced towards the burger.

      Split it? Alyssa offered.

      Erin frowned. Guess that’ll have to do. I haven’t the time to wait for one. I don’t want to miss even a minute of this party.

      What about late enough to make an entrance?

      Who cares about making an entrance? I’d rather have all the fun. Erin took the half a burger Alyssa held out. No one makes a burger like Del. She took a large bite and her eyes closed theatrically.

      Alyssa laughed. It’s just a burger, Erin. No need to make out with it.

      Blasphemy. This is not just a burger.

      Hey.

      Alyssa glanced up at the young man who had stopped at their table. He had the same fine blond hair and blue eyes as Erin, but his narrow frame was taller. Aiden.

      So who let you out of jail? Aiden, the brother closest to Erin in age, mocked.

      Get lost, Aiden, Erin muttered. Can’t you be like any normal older brother and act like you don’t know me?

      Nope. No fun in that now, is there?

      Erin sighed heavily, then her blue eyes widened. No!

      No, what? Aiden’s grin broadened.

      You’re not going to Kylie’s party are you?

      Who else is going to make sure the guys behave themselves around you?

      Erin groaned. I swear I’ll kill you if you have a ‘word’ with any guy I talk to at the party. I don’t need you to look out for me. I can take care of myself.

      Would I do that? Aiden tried for an innocent expression.

      You’re dead. You got that? Dead.

      Aiden chuckled. See you there, brat.

      Aiden! Erin leapt to her feet, burger clutched in one hand. Her only answer was a wave from Aiden who didn’t even bother to turn at her call.

      Just great! Erin slumped into her seat. The party’s ruined. Why do my brothers have to do this? I can take care of myself.

      At least you’re allowed to go to parties. Your brothers are a small price to pay. Come on. Eat your burger so we can go, Alyssa encouraged.

      Easy for you to say. You’re so lucky being an only child.

      Maybe my parents wouldn’t be overkill if they had more kids.

      They shared a look and then grinned at the same time and shook their heads. Nah, Erin said as Alyssa said, Not.

      Alyssa finished off the last of her burger and licked her fingers clean. I’m going to the bathroom to change and do my make-up. Be back in a few.

      Erin nodded, her mouth full.

      The chair scraped across the floor as Alyssa stood and wove her way through the crowd. She pushed the bathroom door open and there was an instant quiet as it swung shut. A girl stood at the mirror filling the wall behind the hand basins, fixing her hair. Alyssa made her way to the far end of the bathroom, did her makeup then brushed her hair, running it through the purple streak last.

      The bathroom door flew open. Erin stood in the doorway. What’s taking so long?

      Nearly finished. Alyssa headed into one of the toilet cubicles and locked the door. She hung her bag on the hook near the top of the door and started to change her clothes, replacing her jeans with a short skirt.

      All the fun’ll be over if you don’t hurry.

      Erin! Alyssa’s voice was sharp as she tugged her skirt into place.

      Okay. Fine. I’m shutting up.

      Alyssa grinned as she changed her shirt. Her friend was permanently impatient. And she’d be surprised if Erin lasted thirty seconds without trying to hurry her. She glanced at her watch then decided to use the timer on her phone. It was still off. She’d forgotten she’d turned it off when her parents wouldn’t stop ringing earlier. There was no point using it to time Erin, but maybe she could turn it back on now. Surely they’d have got the message and given up ringing.

      Allie?

      Alyssa chuckled. She turned her phone on and shoved her roughly folded jeans and shirt into her bag. Grinning, she swung the door open and held up her phone. I was going to time how long it took before you started again. But I knew the phone would take too long to turn on.

      Very funny, Erin said dryly. Can we go now?

      Sure. Alyssa glanced at the girl still standing by the mirror. The girl threw a nervous glance towards Erin.

      As soon as they were outside Del’s, Alyssa asked Erin, What did you do to her?

      Who?

      The girl in the bathroom. Alyssa had to lengthen her stride to keep up with Erin who believed life should be taken at a run.

      Nothing.

      Sure, Alyssa said dryly. I recognise that tone.

      She was staring at me. I hate it when people stare at me. Erin glared at her.

      Alyssa laughed. You know that look won’t work with me. I’ve known you too long. But that poor kid in the bathroom, I’m surprised she didn’t run out screaming. Actually, on second thought, I know why she didn’t. You were blocking the only exit.

      Before Erin could comment, Alyssa’s phone started to ring. She checked to see who the caller was and frowned when she saw it was her home number.

      Erin tilted Alyssa’s hand to peer at the screen. They must be calling every ten minutes or something. She let go of Alyssa’s hand. Or they’ve got really good timing.

      Alyssa shoved the ringing phone in her bag. I wish I could afford to move out. But working part-time at the bakery doesn’t give me enough money to pay for rent let alone food and everything else.

      At least you don’t have to share a bathroom with four brothers.

      No, but I get to constantly argue with my parents even though I always tell myself I’m not going to. They treat me like a kid who has no clue and then I start acting like one. They push all the wrong buttons.

      Parents are good at that.

      Well mine certainly are. Alyssa gritted her teeth as her phone started to ring again.

      Oh please, answer it, Erin groaned. It was bad enough having to listen to it ring out once. I’ll be tempted to throw it in front of the next car that passes if you don’t.

      Alyssa answered her phone. What?

      Tell me where you are and I’ll send your father to pick you up and we’ll forget all about this incident, Grace said.

      No.

      Alyssa-

      Quit ringing me. I’m going to the party and that’s final.

      A car horn made Erin and Alyssa turn towards the road. Three young men in a sleek, black car pulled over.

      Want a ride, ladies? The one in the back seat leaned out the window.

      What is happening? Grace demanded.

      We’re busy hitchhiking and someone just pulled over to give us a lift. Alyssa’s words dripped with sarcasm.

      Don’t you dare, Grace warned.

      Allie, Erin said hesitantly from beside her.

      Where are you going? The man called out. You look like you’ve got a destination in mind. How about we all go?

      Alyssa! Grace screeched in her ear. Daniel, come and talk some sense into your daughter.

      Alyssa guessed her mother had covered the phone with her hand to tell her father what was going on. But even that couldn’t mute his bellow.

      We haven’t got all night. It might only be young now, but the night’s rapidly ageing. The man let the car door swing open. Plenty of space.

      Allie, please. Erin stepped away, her clasped hands pressed tightly to her chest.

      Alyssa took a step towards Erin, starting to take the phone from her ear. She halted at her father’s angry tone.

      Alyssa Ann Evans! You will tell me where you are immediately. You will not hitchhike. You aren’t too old I can’t ground you. This is beyond belief. You keep trying to tell us you’re an adult, well act like one.

      Blind rage coursed through Alyssa. Get stuffed, she snarled at her father and turned her phone off before she dropped it in her bag. She stepped forward, eyes sparking with anger, a forced smile on her lips.

      Well, hey, the man scooted over. Hop right on in.

      Alyssa rested one hand on the car roof, the other on the top of the door and leaned forward a little. All three men looked to be in their early twenties. Two had close cropped, dark hair while the one in the back wore his a little longer.

      I’m only going a couple of blocks that way to a party. Alyssa waved in the direction they had been heading. I’m Allie.

      Nathan. That’s Eric, he pointed to the driver, And Shawn.

      Allie! Erin stayed well back from the vehicle. We’re going to be late.

      Alyssa hesitated, glancing at her friend. When Nathan spoke she turned towards him.

      No you won’t. We’ll have you there in no time, won’t we guys? Nathan appealed to his companions who instantly agreed. He smiled up at her. Hop on in, Allie.

      Her hesitation evaporated at his smile. Reassurance filled her. Thanks. Alyssa slid into the car to sit beside him. These boots aren’t exactly made for walking long distances. And I’ve already walked too far in them today.

      What about your friend? She coming too?

      Erin? Alyssa watched as her friend shook her head, taking another step back.

      You’re mad. I’m walking. No, better yet, I’m calling Aiden. Erin pulled her phone out.

      See you shortly. Alyssa reached out and pulled the car door shut, buckling up. She smiled at Nathan with a shrug. I guess not.

      All right then. We’ll see her at the party. A pity since she was so worried about being late.

      Eric pulled away from the curb. So where’s this party?

      Alyssa leaned forward to explain the directions. She felt a quick sharp pain in her arm and looked down. Her mouth opened silently as she saw the needle being withdrawn. She stared at Nathan.

      Guess you should have listened to your friend, huh? Nathan pushed her back into the seat, another smile curving his lips. I think tonight’s going to be a bit different than you expected.

      Alyssa couldn’t think clearly and it felt like the world was fading. The reassurance she had felt last time he smiled didn’t come. This time it was fear. A cold fear that skittered through her body and froze limbs and vocal cords. The last thing she saw was Nathan’s deep brown eyes watching her slip away. She was surprised to see they were filled with mocking amusement.

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Two

      Alyssa slowly came to. A pounding in her head and a horrible taste in her mouth let her know she was alive. She tried to move her arms. Panic rushed through her when she couldn’t. They were tied above her head. The rest of her body could move and she twisted, realising she was on a narrow, metal-framed bed.

      A scream threatened to escape and Alyssa held it in. As she twisted to see more of where she was being held, her foot brushed against something at the end of the bed. A sudden indrawn breath, fists clenched and teeth clamped together was enough to hold in the scream a little longer. She lifted her head and saw it was her handbag. She let out the breath she held.

      The room was nearly empty. Grey light shone feebly in from an uncurtained window. The light of predawn did little to dispel the darkness in the small, featureless room. Other than the bed, there was only a solid looking armchair. The room was also devoid of other people.

      Alyssa strained her ears, but could hear nothing. She was alone. As hard as she tried to convince herself being alone was preferable to being with one of the men who’d kidnapped her, the thought of being tied up and unable to escape seemed far worse. No one knew where she was. She didn’t even know where she was. The thought of being tied up for days until she starved raced through her mind. Her stomach growled as if to highlight her predicament.

      Alyssa fought a wild urge to laugh. Hysteria, she thought. And I can’t even slap myself out of it. More laughter threatened. A quick indrawn breath turned into a half sob. Think, she whispered to herself. Her foot brushed against her bag again. The image of her phone flashed into her mind. Carefully, so she didn’t knock it off the bed, Alyssa tugged at the bag with her feet. She moved up on the bed, until she sat with her back against the bed head and her arms held awkwardly to one side. She hooked her foot around her bag and pulled it ever closer. She had her boots on and they made the procedure difficult. As did her skirt.

      A sudden scrape at the door made her freeze, her gaze darting towards it. She began to tremble. Her breath shuddered in and out as she tried to control the urge to scream. She was worried if she started she’d never stop.

      The door swung open and Nathan stood in the doorway, a tray of food balanced on one hand. And sleeping beauty wakes right on schedule.

      Why? The word came out as little more than a croak.

      If you be a good girl I’ll untie one hand and let you have something to eat.

      I want to go home. Alyssa could only manage a whisper.

      I hope you’re not going to cry. Tears annoy the hell out of me. He placed the tray on the floor beside the bed and straightened to stare down at her.

      Alyssa looked into the same dark eyes that had been her last vision before this room. The faint hint of amusement was back in them. Anger started to course through her, chasing away the fear.

      Nathan laughed. And don’t you look like you could go several rounds in the ring right now. It’s not going to help you know.

      I need to use the bathroom, Alyssa said coldly, a sharpness to her tone. Anger she knew. It was almost a friend.

      His eyes narrowed. Then, with a single nod, he untied Alyssa from the bed frame. He held her wrists tightly and stared into her eyes, all amusement currently gone from his. You try and escape and next time you need to go to the bathroom I won’t be taking you.

      Alyssa didn’t answer, only returned his stare. Behind her anger was the fear she’d felt on waking. The mind numbing fear that had gripped her before the drug had done its job last night. And she didn’t want to let it take over again. She fought to hold onto her anger, but a persistent thought kept trying to force its way past it. Nathan hadn’t bothered to hide his face. She could describe him in perfect detail to the police if she was ever released. She could think of only one reason he hadn’t bothered to hide his face. And that reason involved her not being able to tell anyone.

      Nathan let go of her wrists and stepped back. You’ve got fifteen minutes. Turn right, second door on the left. He motioned towards the door he’d left open.

      Alyssa glanced towards him and then the doorway. She automatically grabbed her handbag and started to slide off the bed.

      The bag stays here.

      Alyssa’s fingers tightened on the strap before she forced them to let go. She concentrated on standing up from the bed and watched as her boots touched the wooden floorboards. She continued to stare at them as she took a hesitant step forward. It was easier to watch where her feet landed than to give any attention to the man who stood to her left. Easier to focus on putting one foot in front of the other than to let unsettling thoughts enter her head. One foot in front of the other. She paused in the doorway, her gaze drawn to the left. There was a closed door several metres from her. She looked towards the right and saw the corridor ended in a T intersection.

      Time’s ticking, Princess.

      Nathan was so close she could feel his breath graze her cheek. Her head flew up and she stumbled into the corridor as she spun to face him. His grin made the anger in her burn brighter. She turned away from him and forced herself to walk at a normal pace to the bathroom. What she really wanted to do was run. Run as far and as fast as possible. And scream. She wanted to scream until she was so hoarse she could scream no more. And even then, she thought she might continue. Only silently. Mouth open. Sound absent.

      Seeing the second door on the left, Alyssa stopped in front of it. She focused all her attention on the door. Anything to prevent herself from sending a fearful glance to Nathan. Was he standing in the doorway? Had he followed her silently again? She reached out and turned the doorknob. The door opened easily and she stepped inside the bathroom. She leaned against the door once she closed it and saw it had a lock. The sound of it clicking into place was satisfying.

      Still leaned against the door, Alyssa glanced around. White tiles, pale blue trim. It was only large enough for a shower, toilet and a vanity with a large mirror on the wall behind it. Even the window was small, three short louvres set high up on the wall above the toilet. Alyssa started to slide down the door, her knees wanting to give way.

      But she didn’t know how much time she had left. She forced her rubbery legs to carry her to the toilet and once she’d used it, leaned against the vanity, staring at herself in the mirror. Her eyes looked too large for her face, haunted green pools. Too large and too full of emotions she didn’t want to admit to. She splashed water on her face and tried to clean off the smeared makeup. A hand towel hung on the wall beside her and she used it to wipe most of it off. She left the discoloured cloth on the vanity, not caring if it was ruined. She hoped it was. Grim satisfaction momentarily arrowed through her. She cupped her hands under the tap and drank, the water doing little to ease the hunger pains. While the water ran over her hands, she realised her watch was missing. What else had been taken from her while she slept? She couldn’t focus on that thought so she looked up, away from her bare wrist. In the mirror, she could see the small window.

      She had to get out. Panic rushed at her, stealing her breath and making her cling to the vanity as her legs gave out. She slid to the floor. Her hands clung to the edge of the vanity and her head pressed against the doors. A shuddering sob tore through her.

      Time’s up. Get out here now, Nathan ordered from the other side of the door.

      Alyssa started to shake, and her teeth chattered as if she was cold. The water continued to run in the basin and Nathan banged on the door. Alyssa couldn’t move or talk. It was all she could do not to scream.

      If I have to break down this door, you won’t like the consequences. Nathan spoke softly, but Alyssa had no trouble believing he meant every word.

      She crawled across the floor, unable to stand and with a trembling hand reached up and unlocked the door. She moved to the side as the door swung open. She kept her head down so her hair fell forward to hide her face. Her eyes closed so she didn’t have to see her surroundings. She wished she was somewhere else. Anywhere else. Her body continued to shake and if her teeth hadn’t been clenched so tightly, they’d have chattered.

      The silence stretched out and she was tempted to open her eyes and see if Nathan still stood there. But she’d rather keep them closed and imagine he’d left. Keep them closed and think about the party she was supposed to go to. She thought of Erin, probably frantic by now. Would she have called her parents? Would people be looking for her?

      Her thoughts were brought to an abrupt end as he grabbed her arm and dragged her roughly to her feet. Her head snapped back and her eyes flew open. She stared up at Nathan.

      How could I have got into a car with him? So he’s good looking. Big deal. Don’t they say some of the worst serial killers are?

      You’ll ring the girl you were with. And tell her you’re fine. Nathan pressed her phone into her hands.

      No.

      We can track her down. Do you want us to do that? It’d be best if she had no reason to describe us to the police.

      Alyssa’s fingers closed around her phone. It’s probably too late.

      You’d better hope it isn’t. Now ring her. And make sure you don’t say the wrong thing. Be convincing. I don’t leave loose threads behind.

      Alyssa trembled at the lack of emotion in Nathan’s voice. She couldn’t look away from his eyes. Even the amusement from earlier was gone. Now they were as emotionless as his voice.

      Why? The word came out like a plea and Alyssa cringed to hear herself.

      Ring your friend now.

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Three

      Nathan let go of Alyssa and she stumbled, catching herself on the wall. She knew her legs wouldn’t hold her for more than a few seconds, they trembled that hard. She slid down the wall until she sat at Nathan’s feet. It was the last place she wanted to be, but she had little choice in the matter. When Nathan looked pointedly at her phone again, she turned it on. She cringed back against the wall as Nathan moved towards her. She shuddered in relief when she saw he was only turning the tap off.

      When her phone finished turning on, she stared at the date and time displayed over a photo of her and Erin. Nearly six a.m. Yesterday her life had been normal. Yesterday her biggest problem had been her parents.

      What are you waiting for?

      Alyssa glanced towards Nathan before she called Erin. Her friend answered instantly, which was amazing at this hour of the morning.

      Where are you? I’ve been frantic. I even called the police, but they said you hadn’t been missing for twenty-four hours and you went with them of your own free will and- Erin fell silent for about five seconds. Oh god, no. It is you, isn’t it? Speak to me.

      It’s me. Alyssa tried hard to make her voice sound normal. It’s just impossible to talk over you. She closed her eyes and blocked out her surroundings, concentrating on Erin. She had to keep Erin safe.

      Where are you?

      Nathan’s house.

      You’ve got to be kidding me. What the hell do you think you’re doing? Are you mad?

      Probably.

      What’s the address? I’ll get one of my brothers to pick you up.

      Erin. I’m fine. I’m going to hang out with Nathan today.

      But you don’t even know him. For all you know he could be a serial killer.

      Alyssa started to laugh. She tried hard to stop, but it seemed impossible. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she tried to convince herself it was from laughter.

      Allie? You okay? You sound…. I don’t know. You’re not in some kind of trouble are you?

      Sorry. But it was just… so funny. Alyssa forced herself to stop laughing by reminding herself Erin needed to be kept safe. Did you say anything to my parents about… last night?

      Nearly. But, well… I didn’t want to get you into more trouble. I didn’t know what to do. I mean you just hopped in the car. And then you weren’t at the party. You should have called me.

      I’m sorry.

      Yeah well, don’t you ever do that to me again.

      Look, I’ve got to go. I’ll give you a call later.

      Make sure you do. I’ve been so worried about you. Call me every hour so I know you’re alive.

      Really, Erin. That’s overkill. It’s something my parents’d say. I’ll call you later when I get a few minutes. We’ve got things we’re planning to do.

      Like what?

      I’ll tell you everything when I see you next.

      Promise?

      Yeah, Erin. I promise. After all, you’re my best friend. And isn’t that what best friends do?

      Aww, don’t go getting mushy on me.

      Talk to you later.

      Okay.

      Alyssa hung up and let her hand drop into her lap. Her eyes stayed closed and she didn’t have a clue if Nathan stood there watching her. Her cheeks were damp with tears and her throat ached with trying to hold the rest of them back. Something nudged her leg and her eyes flew open. It was Nathan’s boot. Her gaze travelled up the black denim that covered his legs and stopped at the dark green shirt he wore. She couldn’t bring herself to look at his face. To look into his eyes. If they were filled with amusement she knew she’d be tempted to strike him. Well, she would if she could figure out how to make her body move.

      Back to the room now. Before I drag you.

      Drag me then, Alyssa muttered.

      Then don’t bother asking to use the bathroom again, Nathan warned.

      Bastard! She tried to struggle to her feet. She closed her eyes tight for a second before she opened them again. This time she met Nathan’s gaze, her hand held out towards him. Help me up. It took an effort. Nearly a minute before she could bring herself to mutter, Please.

      He made her wait long enough she began to think he wouldn’t bother. She was about to put her hand down when he grabbed it and dragged her to her feet. She swayed as she held tightly to his hand. It was a lifeline. A reluctant one. But she was even more reluctant to fall flat on her face. As soon as she was steady, she let go of his hand and walked back to her prison. Her phone was clutched tightly, her knuckles white from the pressure.

      Alyssa paused in the doorway, her gaze drawn to the bed. She looked at the armchair. That was her only option. She couldn’t bring herself to go anywhere near the bed. As soon as she reached the chair, she collapsed into it.

      Back on the bed. I can’t chain you to the chair. Nathan stood in the doorway.

      I- Alyssa stopped speaking the moment she looked into his eyes. Pleading would be a waste of breath.

      And your phone. Hand it over. You can keep the rest of your junk.

      Alyssa glanced to where she’d left her handbag on the bed and noticed the contents had been dumped out. Anger surged through her and brought her to her feet. How dare you- she broke off at his laughter.

      You’re more amusing than the last one.

      Last- Alyssa seemed to be having trouble finishing sentences. She took several steps towards the bed. She wanted to gather all her things and hold them tight. It was irrational. She knew it was. They were things. Unimportant. Having her bag searched was nothing compared to being drugged and kidnapped.

      Your phone, Allie.

      Alyssa looked at it. Her only contact with the rest of the world. She took several reluctant steps towards Nathan. As she started to hand the phone to him, it began to ring. She nearly dropped it. She glanced at the display before she looked at Nathan. My parents.

      Answer them. And don’t forget I know where they live. I saw the address on your license.

      Alyssa nodded and answered her phone.

      I’ve been out of my mind with worry all night. We won’t tolerate this sort of behaviour.

      Sorry, Mum. But you’re suffocating me.

      Don’t be ridiculous. You’re our child. Of course we’re going to protect you. Where are you?

      With a friend. Look, I’m going to stay here for a bit. As much as I love you and Dad, I really need a break from you.

      Stop acting so childish and tell me where you are, Grace snapped. Do I have to wake your father to talk to you?

      I’m sorry for everything. I love you, Mum. I’m turning my phone off now and leaving it off. I’m really sorry. Her words broke on a reluctant sob. Alyssa turned her phone off before she could cry and handed it to Nathan who pushed it into the back pocket of his jeans.

      On the bed.

      Alyssa turned towards the bed and froze. She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t make herself walk to the bed. She knew he was going to tie her up, but then what? And what last one? How many had there been before her and what had happened to them? A push against her lower back caused her to stumble forward, and she had to step sideways so she didn’t land in the tray of food beside the bed. She lost her balance and tumbled onto the bed, trying to avoid falling on her things. She twisted as she fell so she lay on her back, staring up at Nathan as he stood above her.

      I have a little present for you. With a sneer, Nathan pulled a pair of handcuffs from his back pocket and roughly grabbed one of her hands. He had her attached to the bed head in moments. Don’t go away now. We’ve got some fun planned for this evening.

      What sort of fun? Alyssa was certain she didn’t want to know, but the question seemed to escape on its own.

      If you’re a good little girl I might tell you when I come back.

      You’re going? Hysteria threatened to erupt again.

      No one can hear you if you scream. Nathan’s lips curved into a malicious smile. I’ll be back before dark. Midnight at the latest. Then he was gone and the door was locked behind him.

      Alyssa focused on the fact she should’ve rechecked the time before handing over her phone. Time. Time seemed to be in short supply. Midnight. Was that it? Was that all the time she had left? How many minutes had she used talking on the phone? How many minutes were left? Once again she fought the scream that tried to escape. He expected her to scream. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. There had to be some way out of this. Never had she imagined her life would end like this. Sure, she’d read books, seen movies, even read articles in newspapers and watched the news. But things like this didn’t happen to people like her. Other people maybe. Not her. Maybe it was a nightmare. Alyssa latched onto that idea. Of course. A nightmare. She sat up, and looked around.

      The room was in clear focus. Everything was sharp, unlike her usually blurred dreams. Won’t think about it, Alyssa muttered. Her gaze fell on the tray and she reached towards it. Her hand curled into a fist and she quickly withdrew it. Was it drugged? How could you tell? Her stomach growled. Her fist opened and her hand pressed against her mouth. Saliva filled it at the thought of the food sitting there, taunting her. She forced her gaze away from the tray. They fell on the scattered contents of her bag. In amongst everything, she spotted a chocolate bar and pounced on it. She quickly tore off the wrapper and took a large bite. It was gone within seconds and she was searching through the rest of her things. She found a small packet of chips and a nearly empty bottle of water. She drank the last mouthful of tepid water before starting on the chips.

      Her stomach still felt hollow. She put everything back in her bag, one item at a time, hoping she’d missed spotting some food. All she managed to find was a brightly wrapped butterscotch. She popped the sweet in her mouth and tried not to think of the food on the floor. She could manage. Hadn’t she held in the scream that echoed in the back of her head? Not touching food should be simple.

      But it wasn’t. It called to her. Mocked her. Determined, she stood up and pushed the tray away from the bed with the toe of her boot. She sat on the floor and lay down. She stretched out as far as possible, her arm high over her head and the handcuffs cutting into her wrist. She pushed the tray across the room with her foot. Now it’d be impossible to reach. She crawled on the bed. She couldn’t give in and eat it. Satisfied, she stared sightlessly at the ceiling. In a minute she’d have a look at the handcuff. There had to be some way of getting out of it. How many movies had she seen where they’d picked the lock and escaped? How hard could it be?

      A wave of despair washed over her and she closed her eyes. She fought back the tears that threatened to fall. Instead she focused on her breathing. Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. She focused so hard on her breathing she fell asleep.

      Blood Sacrifice: Chapter Four

      Alyssa turned her head into the caress that trailed across her cheek, her jaw and then along her throat. She went to reach out with her left hand, but couldn’t move it. The metal of the handcuffs dug into her wrist.

      Handcuffs! Alyssa’s eyes flew open. Everything rushed back. She looked up at Nathan who sat beside her on the bed and saw amusement again filled his eyes. She tried to move away from him and he tightened his fingers around her throat. She froze. A bare light bulb in the ceiling above him shone in her eyes, but she couldn’t look away.

      His lips twisted into a sardonic smile. I expected you to be screaming the place down by now. Instead I find you fast asleep. Odd. He stroked the pulse at her throat. But you are scared. So why aren’t you screaming?

      Alyssa knew if she started to scream she’d be swamped by blind panic. It didn’t help that every time he smiled more fear rushed through her. She needed to stay as rational as possible. There had to be a way out of this nightmare. But she couldn’t say that. No way was she going to warn him. Would it help? The words were a whisper, but at least she managed them without letting free the scream that echoed inside her head.

      So… no little rabbit to run frantically back and forth in front of the headlights. What are you then? No lion either to strike out no matter how futile. What do you think you are?

      Alyssa surprised herself by saying, How about an ostrich? Head buried in the sand.

      Nathan threw back his head and laughed. He still smiled as he met her gaze. It’ll be a pity to use you. If I could get a replacement this close I would. I think you’d be worth keeping for a bit. There’s so little in life that’s amusing anymore.

      Aren’t you too young to think that?

      Now that’s where you’re wrong. I’m nearly thirty, little ostrich.

      Alyssa wished he’d move his hand from her throat. He no longer pressed against it, but she knew how easy it’d be for him to tighten his grip. Why me?

      He lifted the lock of purple hair and twined it around his finger, the other hand stayed against her throat. Many reasons. But basically because you looked like you might hop in. And there weren’t many witnesses around.

      Alyssa forced herself to ask the question she was in two minds of having answered. What are you going to do with me?

      I’ve been waiting for that question. How about I make a deal with you? Call your friend and convince her you’re going somewhere without me. Doesn’t matter where. You just need to remove me from the equation. Then I’ll answer all your questions and I won’t hunt down your friend or parents.

      Alyssa knew he wasn’t giving her much choice. She’d ring Erin without the incentive of her questions answered. I need to use the bathroom first. After his earlier threats she wanted to make sure he wouldn’t leave her handcuffed to the bed until she wet herself. Even though she knew it was a minor concern, at least it was a concern she could deal with. One step at a time.

      Nathan continued to look down at her, his eyes emotionless again. Then he moved off the bed. He took a key from his shirt pocket and unlocked the handcuff from the bed. He let it dangle from her wrist. Make it quick.

      This time when Alyssa slung her handbag over her shoulder, Nathan didn’t stop her. He stood to the side as she stumbled to the door. When Alyssa glanced at the tray of food, he laughed and she looked over at him.

      It would have made it a lot easier on you if you’d eaten it.

      Alyssa took that as confirmation the food was drugged and the hollow pit in her stomach seemed justified. She hurried to the bathroom, worried Nathan might change his mind. The moment she was in there, she locked the door. As soon as she’d used the toilet, she rinsed and filled the bottle she’d found in her bag earlier. She drank from the tap and then turned it off. The handcuffs hit the metal and she cringed at the sound.

      A movement caught her attention and she looked up to stare at her reflection. It felt like she looked at someone else. Even her mind barely registered any thought. Alyssa was glad of the numbness that seemed to settle in. The scream echoed in there, but not many other thoughts surfaced. Or those that did, she brutally shoved away. She couldn’t think. Not without becoming a rabbit. She had to stay calm and in control. Well, as much in control as a person held against their will could be. She looked at the window again. If only it was larger. Pushing that thought from her mind, she forced herself to unlock the door.

      Nathan leaned against the wall across from the bathroom. He said nothing. He watched her as she paused in the doorway. She stood there and waited to see what he’d do. He

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