The Fire In Your Touch

The Fire In Your Touch

(Rivercast Immortals Book 3.5)

By Maggie O’Dempsey

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2016 Maggie O’Dempsey

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

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Chapter 1

Rivercast, Oregon.

Academy of the Ancient Arts

Belinda was getting tired of the way people were treating her. If one more person looked at her like she was some poor wounded soul she would start the killing. So what, she had been lost for a couple of days and her memories were erased, big deal those bastard vampires did the whole mind sweep whenever they felt like it; one of the reasons she hated the Lore race so much. As a natural born witch and part of the Rivercast’s Daughters of Justice coven, she had to act civil around the bloody vampires. She would be happier killing all of them, but no, their coven Mother, Mom Therese as everyone called her, had made an alliance with the Night Warriors, bloody vampire warriors that were supposedly the good guys. Bah! There’s no such thing as a good vampire if you asked her. The thing was that the top bastard in the world was Malachi, and he was both a vampire and a bloody warlock, so they had a common foe so to speak. Malachi had killed a bunch of people and vampires, the Vampire High Council had put together the Night Warriors centuries back. If you asked her the stupid vamps were incompetent; they’ve had centuries, and still they had not killed Malachi. He had nonetheless proven to be quite the bitch to locate, even by The Daughters of Justice. Belinda along with her coven policed magic users in the area; they were the magic police so to speak, with coven chapters in every city were magic users were abundant, and Rivercast Oregon was one of those cities. Malachi was at the top of their ten most wanted list, and his bitch Wakanda was also on the list, if much lower. They were out there though, pouring out evil into the world, so they had work to do.

Rivercast had not always been her hometown. She had moved with her family when she was thirteen, so she could go to the Academy of the Ancient Arts, a private girl’s academy, which happened to be a witch school. Of course to the humans it was just a very exclusive academy, invitation only admission, and they never got in. The Academy of the Ancient Arts was for natural born witches or those who showed an affinity to magic, or had some very mighty pull in the magic community. Mom Therese was the head mistress of the Academy, as well as head of the Daughters of Justice in Rivercast. It was a tradition that the members of the coven taught at the Academy, so when she graduated and Mom Therese recruited her for the Daughters, she became a teacher as well. She wasn’t overly fond of children, but on most days she could tolerate the little shits. This week though, she was close to mass murder. If one more girl came to her crying she was gonna lose it. Ok yes, it was kind of sweet they had been worried about her, but she’d had enough pity looks to last her an eternity. She had tried to retrieve her memories during every power circle since she had been back. They had tried to figure out if she was okay with no luck. So the thing was that zombies had come into the coven house while the wards had been down, and when the fight had been over she had been gone. Her room had been a mess, and in blood she had made the mark of the necromancer; the bastard that was making a zombie apocalypse not so far-fetched. They said she had been using her telepathy to give them directions of where she was, but then it had stopped. She of course remembered none of it, not even the attack on the coven. She had woken up in the back of the Academy, close to the woods, where they had a type of hammock park, and figured she had sat down and dozed off. When she had walked into the Academy all hell had broken loose, with people hugging her and crying. Now everyone was looking at her like she was dying, and of course that was the kicker, they didn’t have a clue of what her abductors had done to her. They probably tried to get information from her, although she had not been beaten, maybe she just told them. Shit, she really hoped that was not the case. Mom Therese and the rest of the coven girls had wanted her to go to the Lore’s hospital, yeah that was so not happening. That hospital was run by a crazy vampire doctor, and she was not setting a foot in it. She didn’t kill the Night Warriors because she kept her distance from them, but if any of them crazy bitches she called friends thought she was gonna go in to let some bloodsucker fondle her, they were sadly mistaken. How her coven sister Sabrina had the nerve to actually mate with a vampire she had no clue. Of course he had not been just a vampire, but Sabrina’s one true mate, made specifically for her, Fate’s little gift to those she found worthy. She had no idea what the big deal was, but her friend was no longer the sour badass she had been, instead she was now a sickly jovial badass. She was in love with a vampire for crying out loud, if anything she should be investing in turtlenecks. And speaking of the bitch, here she came.

Sabrina walked into Belinda’s classroom and winced when she saw all the flowers on her desk. Yep, Belinda was tired of people feeling sorry for her, but she was just pushing it all away. She needed to face facts and go get checked out by a doctor that knew about the Lore. Mom Therese had tried, heck everyone had tried to make her see reason, but she had ignored everyone. Sabrina didn’t have time for bullshit, so she walked in and after the last student left closed the door behind her.

Hey Belinda, your next class has been cancelled you need to come with me.

What, why? I am not going anywhere with you witch.

Sabrina came around and sat on the first seat facing her friend Bells, I know this is hard for you, but you have to face it, something did happened to you, and we need to figure it out. What if they implanted some microchip or something inside you, and you blow up in the middle of class, killing a bunch of girls and yourself in the process? What if they are hearing everything we say or do? Maybe there is a recorder, or a tracker on you or some shit. You need x-rays or something.

I don’t want a vampire touching me Sabrina, you don’t get it, but I just can’t.

Listen, I know you have your past with vampires, and I know you keep it private, that’s cool, but this is your health, and maybe the lives of many others. There are other Lore races there at the hospital; there is a lady that’s a shifter and some fairy nurses.

How many? Can you truly tell me that vampires don’t run that place?

No, I can’t, but I have been volunteering there with my healing and everyone is really nice. Don’t be scared of Dr. Merrick, he is a wonderful man, and a genius when it comes to medicine. The man knows his shit, and that of all the races of the Lore. He is super nice too, I swear to you; the guy is legit, he is Calix’s best friend.

So he is best friend with the leader of the Night Warriors? That doesn’t make him feel any safer; he’s probably a butcher just like the Night Warriors.

Hey now watch it, one of those Night Warriors is my husband, and he is not always a butcher; he actually offered to teleport you to the hospital.

No way in hell woman, what part of I don’t want a vampire touching me don’t you get?

Any of it really, because if all vampires touch like my redhead then by all means I highly recommend it girlfriend, she said rubbing her hands together and licking her lips.

Belinda had to laugh at her friend’s antics. Whore!

Hey that’s my hubby, and he loves me slutty. Anyhow no changing topics, you are going to the Lore hospital. I can go and stay with you if you like; that way if you are scared you can hold my hand.

I am not scared, she said while thinking, I am so fucking scared.

I’m gonna be in your face constantly until you go Belinda, this is not a joke, and I know that you would be the same way if the roles were reversed.

She was right on that. She would have knocked her out long ago and dragged her, and by the looks on Sabrina’s face she might be getting ready to do the same to her. Shit, the crazy bitch was right, she might be putting everyone’s life in jeopardy.

Fine, I’ll go to the stupid hospital, but I’m going alone. I don’t want you all in my business.

Fine, good call by the way; I was this close to drugging you and dragging your sorry ass there myself.

Yes, I figured as much.

I’ll let the others know, so they can stop plotting how to get you there.

Belinda smiled knowing Sabrina was probably right. She had everyone worried, and she didn’t like that one bit. Maybe she could ask for a non vampiric doctor; here’s to hoping. She packed her bag and looked at her watch, 3:00 o’clock, maybe during the day she could avoid the vampires. After touching up in the bathroom Belinda made her way to her car.

Chapter 2

Calix couldn’t be any happier considering the circumstances. That crazy bastard Jay had done it. He had found the key for the torque that had been binding Katerina’s vampire powers since she had been kidnapped by demons. They had done everything; even send Kat and her adjustor Olanthe to Russia, to an enclave where the pureblood vampires had some kind of deal with druids. They had mentioned the possibility of helping with the magical torque, and since the local witches had no luck, and Kat was dying, it sounded like a good idea. Jay thought himself in love with Kat’s young adjustor, so her sudden departure had kicked him right in the balls, moving him towards irrational, suicidal behavior that had paid off. He had looked for demons until he had found them and retrieved the key to the torque. Of course the immortal bastard was proving how good immortality truly was, because he had been pretty much broken. Calix had left the hospital with the key right away and teleported to Kat; everybody else had been at the hospital with Jay. He had a lot to heal, and probably would have to stay at the hospital for a while yet; sadly enough finding the key