Prince of Demons 2: The Order of the Black Swan
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Authors: Victoria Danann
Tags: #Paranormal, #Romance
The Order of the Black Swan
Victoria Danann
Copyright © 2015 Victoria Danann
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BEST PARANORMAL ROMANCE SERIES –
Knights of Black Swan
BEST PARANORMAL ROMANCE NOVEL (GENERAL) –
A Summoner’s Tale
BEST PARNORMAL ROMANCE NOVEL (Vampires & Shifters) –
Moonlight
KNIGHTS OF BLACK SWAN Paranormal Romance Series
My Familiar Stranger
, Knights of Black Swan 1
The Witch’s Dream
, Knights of Black Swan 2
A Summoner’s Tale
, Knights of Black Swan 3
Moonlight,
Knights of Black Swan 4
Gathering Storm
, Knights of Black Swan 5
A Tale of Two Kingdoms
, Knights of Black Swan 6
Solomon’s Sieve
, Knights of Black Swan 7
On Pain of Fate
, Knights of Black Swan 8 (Summer 2015)
A Hawking Yule
(novella Winter 2015)
OTHER ORDER OF THE BLACK SWAN BOOKS
Prince of Demons 1 and 3
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Liulf, Alpha of the Mahdrah Ahlee,
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Connuchur, Wolf Lover,
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Cenead, Young Wolf
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EXILED Paranormal Romance Series
The Beast Who Loved Me,
EXILED 1 (Spring 2015)
CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE
Two Princes
(Spring 2015)
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Excerpt from Prince of Demons 3
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T
his book is
part of The Order of the Black Swan series and contains a few minor references to books from the Knights of Black Swan series.
There is a very old and secret society of paranormal investigators and protectors known as The Order of the Black Swan. The organization was founded as a reaction to the need to protect humanity from those unfortunate enough to have contracted the vampire virus, but over the centuries branched out to include interest in anything outside the range of normal experience.
The witches say that
a fear is an unrequited wish.
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W
ith effort Lana
managed to drag her eyes away from the gorgeous guy whose lap she had apparently slept in. She sat up slowly, hands involuntarily reaching for her head, and looked around.
“It’s not that I don’t want to know your name and it’s certainly not that I don’t like a good story, but where are the facilities? It’s my first time in a demon dungeon. Sooooo…”
He pointed to a hole in the floor in the corner.
“Please tell me you’re kidding.” The only way that news could be worse is if the hole was so small that she needed to be concerned about hitting the target. As was the case with that particular hole. “Oh God.”
She held her hand up to her brow. Even the dim light coming from a window far above was cause for needing to shield her eyes.
“Okay, look, if there’s really no choice, I’m about to commit a totally humiliating and unladylike public scene because I find myself at the mercy of bodily function.”
He cocked his head and smiled like she was the most entertaining thing he’d ever encountered. “You mean you have to pee.”
“Turn around.”
He pointed to himself as if to ask, “Me?”
“Yes. You. The only other person whom I might ask to turn around.”
The corners of his mouth twitched with amusement, but he obeyed and turned, if a little slow for her preference. “And put your fingers in your ears.”
He laughed out loud. “You’re making too much of this. I have a body, too, you know. I’ve suspected that everyone has to dump fluids since a young age.”
“Yes. Well, it’s the principle.”
“Are you going to be high maintenance? Because I’m not even going to attempt to include you in my escape if you are.”
“No. I’m quite sure that, after I’ve been imprisoned with you for a while, I’ll have no qualms about urinating in front of you. I probably won’t even bother with an announcement.”
“Just so long as we agree that it’s a temporary breaking-the-ice kind of request. Here you go. Thumbs plugging ears.”
Squatting over the hole and hoping to all that’s holy she was lined up right, she gave thanks for the small favor of having worn a skirt, just in case the guards decided to pay a visit mid-pee. Or if nameless gorgeous boy decided to become a spectator instead of a gentleman.
The idea of no toilet paper was not just abhorrent. It was uncivilized. She finally decided she would remain in a hover position above the hole until she’d more or less dripped dry, however long that took. Judging from the way her legs were beginning to shake, she decided that drip dry was a luxury reserved for those with Olympic skater thighs. She pulled up her panties with a sigh, wondering when she would see a clean pair again, then wrestled the tights back into place and stood, letting her skirt fall to knee length.
“Okay. Done. What’s your story?” He didn’t move. “Come on. I know you can hear me.”
She walked around in front of her cell mate and lowered herself to the floor so that she was sitting facing him. Smiling like he was enjoying a holiday, he pulled his fingers from his ears. He gave every appearance of being a person who was unconcerned about being imprisoned in a dank, dark, musty jail.
“I have questions. So let’s get this name thing out of the way. Again, what’s your name?”
“Brave.”
“Are you saying it’s brave of me to ask for your name?”
“No.” He chuckled. “I’m saying my name is Brave.”
She stared, waiting for a change in his expression. There was none. Finally she said, “Not really.”
Emotion flickered over his features. She couldn’t read him well enough to know if that look was hurt or if he’d been offended.
“What? You don’t believe I am?”
“I wouldn’t know. I just know it’s an unusual name.” She looked around. “At least it would be where I come from.”
He shrugged. “What do you think about Bruce?”
“As a name? Honestly? Meh.”
“Hmmm. Well, my name is Bruce.”
“That’s more like it.”
“I haven’t been called that in… well, in a very long time. When I was a child, they started calling me Bruce the Brave because I would play with the other boys, the demon boys, even though they were bigger and stronger. So I would
always
get hurt. My foster father said I was either very stupid or very brave. I guess he decided he’d rather foster a human called Bruce the Brave than Bruce the Stupid.”