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Demon Trouble Too

Series: Demon Guardian Series , Book 2.0
By: Terry Spear | Other books by Terry Spear
Published By: Terry Spear
Published: Oct 24, 2011
ISBN # 9781465733795
Word Count: 43,165
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Categories: Romance>Young Adult Juvenile Literature Fantasy


Demon Trouble Too (Demon Guardian Series) by Terry Spear - Romance>Young Adult eBook

Alana Fainot is a demon gate guardian, stuck in her last boring year of school. But not for long. Hunter and the rest of the gang show up when her astral form can't return to her physical form, and she's at the police station trying to talk her way out of having seen the murderer of a summoner. Hunter always knew Alana was trouble, but his kind of trouble, and he's not leaving Alana alone again.

Celeste Sweetwater, a new kind of demon, joins Hunter and Alana and the rest of the demon guardians in a fight to find a new kind of portal device that can summon several demons at once. But not only that, another Matusa has been unleashed on the unsuspecting human world and the demon guardians must stop him before he wreaks much more havoc.

But this time, the police are involved, paranormal investigators pounce on the area, and the whole mess seems to be spiraling out of the demon guardians' control.
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The storms over Baltimore sucked every centimeter of light out of the sky. No starry bodies twinkling across an ebony velvet night. No glimpse of a moon, even the hint of a new moon’s shadowed existence. Only masses of black clouds blanketing the city, the air heavy with wet moisture, the threat of rain hanging gloomily all about her.

In black jeans and the same colored sweatshirt and sneakers, Celeste ran toward the zoo, heard a lion roaring on the stiff wind, felt the stormy turbulence circling her. She had to get away from the man and woman and their bratty daughter whom she called…no, she didn’t call family. Some foster parents she’d heard were good, who would provide a loving home for children who needed them.

She didn’t want the ones she’d been stuck with this time. They certainly didn’t need her. The fault was not all theirs, she had to admit. She’d always been difficult.

She couldn’t help it. Seeing visions in her head of things to come made her too weird for them to handle. For any of the foster parents she’d lived with over the years since she was three, it was the same story. She wasn’t about to hide what she saw. Although her foster parents and the social workers who placed her in their homes insisted she not speak of what she envisioned.

Why should she hide what haunted her in the form of nightmares and day terrors? Why should she have to hold it all in?

Schizophrenia, paranoia, oh yeah, any neat term they could call it, that’s what doctors labeled her mental state, just because they couldn’t subscribe to the notion that psychics existed.

But the visions had gotten worse and tonight, she wanted to run away from what she’d envisioned—a Matusa demon killing a human—and from the family who refused to believe she saw them. She wanted to get away from all of it as far as humanly possible. Yet how could she? When she wasn’t even human?

She meant to run away from the visions, and yet as before, she was racing straight into the face of terror as if she had no power over her own feet. As soon as she reached the gates at the zoo, she saw blue-green lights spreading outward at the edges in a 3-dimensional sphere, expanding, more oblong than circular. Glittering in the Baltimore night, beckoning her, the portal willed her to find a way into the zoo and seek the light, as if she was dead and she needed to find peace in heaven.

She knew to run far away and hide from the portal that had opened the thin fabric between the demon world of Seplichus and Earth world. Knew that one of the Dark Ones could be drawn forth as well as any number of different kinds of demons. But if it was a Dark One and he saw her standing there, he could even think she’d summoned him forth, and then she’d be dead. Maybe not immediately. Maybe he’d make her suffer first for having the audacity to call him forth to do her bidding.

But then again, wouldn’t he realize she wasn’t human at all? That she had no way to summon a demon? At least she didn’t think she could. She had no interest in trying either. Who knew what she’d pull out of the hat?

Then again, she could hide her demon aura. And so she did.
Since she had not opened the portal, someone else had, and he or she had to be nearby. If the summoner saw her transfixed to the spot, he might even think she was the demon he had summoned forth. The one he would think he could enslave.

Which meant, she had to get away. So why was she searching for a way into the zoo?

Because as long as she could remember, she was always trying to find a way to control the outcome of a vision. Not only that, she couldn’t quite decide what it was, but it was almost as if she was drawn to peril. She shook her head at the notion.

She ran along the fence, attempting to locate a way in as if she was one of the caged animals desperately seeking a way out. Her brain screamed at her to fight the urge compelling her to head in this direction, but her heart—that was pounding out of control—didn’t want her to either.

For years, she’d been shuffled from one family to another after her summoner parents had been murdered by one of the Matusa demons, through their own folly. If they hadn’t brought him forth, they most likely would still be alive. She snorted. They’d wanted a baby brother for her. Bringing her over had been easy. Bringing him—a full grown Matusa—had been a fatal mistake.

She found a break in the fence—no, not a break, but a place where someone had physically cut through the chain link, which should have warned her away. She wriggled inside, then dashed back through the exhibits where she’d observed the portal. When she saw the shimmering lights, she came to a dead halt. If she hadn’t seen what had happened to her parents—or the ones who had made themselves her parents—she wouldn’t fear what she saw before her now.

She was both terrified and mesmerized. How could part of her desire to step through the portal and see what the demon world looked like? When part of her knew better?

She wasn’t of that world.

She was different. Yes.

But she hadn’t been raised there. Wouldn’t it be worse than moving from lush green Oregon, to the scrub brush strewn lands of western Oklahoma? And then to the city of Baltimore?

Of course it would. Because demons ruled the world in Seplichus. And she wasn’t one of them.

She wasn’t.

How could she be? She hadn’t a clue as to what their world would be like. What their people were like. She wouldn’t be any more accepted there than she was here.

She scoffed at herself as she walked toward the portal, knowing she shouldn’t take another step closer. Not one more step.
That’s when the portal collapsed inward and a screech of shocking proportions ripped through the air.

Shaken, her heart beating a million miles a minute, Celeste ran away from the disintegrating portal and the horror trapped within.

Demon Trouble Too

By: Terry Spear