Soul

By: Erika Lindsen | Other books by Erika Lindsen
Categories: Mainstream Romance, Young Adult
Word Count: 15,728
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Published By: Solstice Publishing

 

Blood runs across the floor like a winter’s creek. It always puts a smile on his face. As a Taker – a demon sent to entice humans to commit suicide in order to gain their soul for Lucifer – Drebin is at the top of his game. He has already claimed 421 souls and there is no sign of him slowing down. Much like a fine wine, Drebin gets better with age.

Alexia Downer is just a few months into her freshman year of college and still undecided about a career. Ally is more than eager to meet new people and live up to the college stereotypes. But her gentle nature may cause her to put trust in the wrong person.

The stage is set, the hound is released, but Drebin begins to have second thoughts about his next victim, Alexia, his 422nd victim. Her beauty is mesmerizing and her spirit is captivating.

As much as he tries, Drebin cannot bring himself to destroy her, yet he must. He has a higher, more vicious power to answer to, after all…








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Soul
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Excerpt

I nodded and followed him to a break in the rocks. As we passed through a hollow opening, we entered into a very twenty-first century Earth sort of place. It was obviously an office, with filing cabinets reaching toward the endless ceiling, a computer on top of an oak desk, and a classic black swivel chair.
The man was just as strange to me as his office. He had long hair that reached his waist. It was pure black with blood-red highlights. His hair covered the sides of his face. He looked up at me, swinging his hair back. I could see what it was covering; bones that protruded out of his skin.
“Hello, Joseph. My name is Salem.”
I knew Hell didn’t have much to offer, so I got right down to it. “What do you want?”
A chuckle escaped his lips. It grew larger until his whole body was a part of it. “Straight to the chase. This, I like. A good quality to have for a Taker.”
I raised an eyebrow as I sat. “What’s a Taker?”
His smile faded. “A Taker is a soul snatcher. I need you, Joseph.”
“For?” I grunted.