Obsidian Souls (Soul Series) by Donna Augustine Page A

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                  “Stop, you’ll burn me!”
                  “You’re part demon, you won’t burn.”
                  “Yes, I will!” I pulled at my arm, but it was clear that I would pull it out of its socket before I was able to get away from his grip. “Please, I believe you, I swear!” That was a whopper of a lie and he knew it.
                  He moved my hand right into the center of the flame and pressed it against the grill of the burner. I screamed, and kept screaming, as tears rolled down my cheeks.
                  “Lex.” I barely heard him with all the screaming I was doing. “Lex!”
                  That got my attention.
                  “Is it actually hurting?”
                  I looked down at my hand sitting in the middle of the flame and realized it felt a little warm but didn’t actually hurt at all. He let go of me, and I pulled it out, still expecting to find some melting and blistering skin, but it was perfect. Even my nails were okay, although the nail polish hadn’t faired so well.
                  “Holy shit,” I said staring at my hand still in disbelief.
                  “Holy might not be the best word, but yes, you are a demon. Or part demon anyway. Even the tiniest trace of demon blood in your system will make you immune to burns. Whatever else you are, I don’t know.”
                  “What else do you think I might be?”
                  “Not sure. Some pieces to this just aren’t making any sense. First, you are female. Drauths only affect male fetuses. The other issue is I’m picking up on something that is demon but not the way it usually comes across.”
                  “What is it?”
                  “I have no idea. I can just sense it. This is probably not the best analogy, but it’s sort of like walking into a restaurant and being able to smell the food. You can pick out certain scents like bacon, but not others, even though you know there food. I know a part of you isn’t human, but I don’t think your all demon. There is something else at play.”
                  “Does that mean my mother slept with a demon while she was pregnant with me?” the idea of my mother having sex was distasteful enough but to think she was having sex with a demon was just too freaky. Before I could even stop myself, an image popped into my head. UUUghhhh.
                  “She might have but she probably didn’t know. Usually the women think they dreamed it, that’s only if they remember it at all.”
                  “So they are normal? My parents?”
                  “Yes. If they were different, we would have found them by now and just on the slim chance that they had fallen through the cracks, I had one of my guys go out and check. Look, the bottom line is, I’m not even sure what you are. All I do know is that you aren’t one hundred percent human, you are at least part demon.”
                  I was on information overload. Leaning forward, resting my head in my hands hoping somehow, I could forget some of the horrible things I had just learned, or better yet, never even have ever learned them. What kind of monster was I? Where did I go from here? Could I go on with my life and be a normal part of society? What about family? I hadn’t exactly been running down the aisle, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t in my long term plans. I always figured it would happen when I met the right guy. We would get married and have a couple of kids. The sort of life most people expected to have. Maybe even took for granted as your due in life. How naïve I’d been.
                  “So what happens now?” I asked completely at a loss.
                  “This isn’t the end of the world. It’s just a different