Demon Kissed Excerpt

This is an excerpt from Demon Kissed, Chapter 4.

“The lower level looked like any library, with its checkout counter, reference desk, and librarians who wore reading glasses perched on their noses. Sunlight streamed in through the archway windows except for the center pane, where a medium-sized stained glass suncatcher turned the light into rainbows that fluttered to the floor in airy, ephemeral colors. I breathed in the smell of books and magazines, pens and paper, and listened to the chatter of patrons asking for assistance and the frazzled librarians’ replies.
“Where’s the photocopier?”
“Where can I find the latest book by . . . ?”
“What do you mean I’m fiftieth on the wait list? How many copies are on hold?”
“I can help you log in, if you’ll wait a moment.”
It washed over me in a pleasant haze, but as much as I liked it there, it wasn’t my destination, so I headed to the elevator.
I took the elevator to the third floor, which housed most of the older encyclopedias and dictionaries, including foreign language versions. I never saw anyone on this floor and assumed you could get all the information you needed online these days.
Walking by these books, I inhaled their rich scent and wanted[…]”

“As usual, a big orange cat meowed a greeting. “Hi, Stacks,” I said as I wiped my hands together to get rid of any dust. “How are you today?”
Stacks, the name indicated by his collar, only occupied the fourth floor as far as I knew, though I supposed it would be no problem for him to descend the staircase given that he was a feline. He was fat, friendly, and well groomed, so someone obviously took good care of him, although I couldn’t say who because I’d never seen a librarian at the small reference desk. In fact, I’d only ever seen one other person up here before, and she’d been as shocked to see me as I’d been to see her.
Stacks rubbed up against my legs, and I petted him, as required. He followed me to my regular bean bag chair, and I scratched his chin and dropped my backpack there. I wasn’t usually a huge cat person because cats ate my birds, but this guy was the exception.
“Back to the demonology section, big boy. Maybe there’s something I overlooked.” […]”

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Demon Kissed
J. D. Blackrose
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