Back Demon Divine Save as PDF
Chapters (53)
  1. Demon Divine
  2. Prologue
  3. Chapter 1
  4. Chapter 2
  5. Chapter 3
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Epilogue

Mack bent down to grab something from the floor next to Declan’s bed, then started to stand and turn.

Luckily, Jetta noticed the unusual bracelet on Declan’s wrist and suddenly stepped forward, just as her brother swung around with a long wooden stick in his left hand.

The result was her being inside the arc of his sweeping strike with one of Declan’s escrima sticks, his left arm slamming to a stop against her right arm block to his forearm. The stick, which was moving fast enough to break bone, spun around behind her, clipping the very top of Declan’s head before coming free from Mack’s suddenly numb hand.

Jetta was still moving, wrapping her blocking arm up, over, around, and back under Mack’s, forcing up on his elbow joint while her right foot stepped behind his left and her left hand shoved up under his chin.

Head going back, balance compromised and pain forcing him upward, Mack fell backward onto the bed. But he was as well-trained as his sister and his lower body was twisting as far to the left as it would go, his right leg coming around and between his sister’s, getting her own right leg wrapped up in what their jiu-jitsu instructor called half-guard, basically a scissors of his two legs. The result was that she was pulled off-balance, falling with Mack and onto Declan, losing her leverage on Mack’s elbow.

Instantly, Mack struck his sister with his right hand in a looping punch that luckily lost some velocity when he forced it across his own body, as he was lying on his back. It still stunned her, which favored Mack as he fought his awkward position enough to turn from his back to his left side. This let him wind up for what could have been a fight-ending punch, were it not for Declan.

The escrima stick, one of Declan’s personal favorites, which had smacked the top of his head and left a ringing in his ears, had then fallen down the left side of his body, coming to rest lying parallel to his frozen left arm, the cylindrical end now with one rounded edge pressed right up against the copper bracelet on his wrist. When Mack twisted and punched the first time, it shoved his sister into Declan, which forced the young witch’s face against the top end of the stick, in turn pressing against the bracelet and forcing the copper up and partially off his wrist—all in one incredible string of fantastic events.