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Comfort in Darkness
Comfort in Darkness
Comfort in Darkness

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Comfort in Darkness

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  • Assassination Attempts

  • Urban Fantasy

  • Supernatural Beings

  • Mystery

  • Betrayal

  • Strong Female Protagonist

  • Amnesiac Hero

  • Hidden Identity

  • Secret Society

  • Haunted Protagonist

  • Mysterious Stranger

  • Secret Societies

  • Betrayal & Revenge

  • Supernatural Elements

  • Mysterious Protector

  • Supernatural Creatures

  • Memory Loss

  • Assassins

  • Revenge

  • Romance

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Darian is once again adrift.

Her safe haven has been destroyed by an unknown foe and her only allies have left Seattle to fight the impending coup of Xander's kingdom. Besides having a new handler - assigned to her by the overbearing Shaede King, Darian is plagued by debilitating headaches and haunted by gaps in her memory that she can't seem to fill.

She's a survivor, though. And she'll carry on. Work is work, but when the wily assassin has a scrape with death herself, she discovers that the hunter has become the hunted. Someone wants her dead and is willing to pay a fortune to see it done. She's racing the clock to save her own skin and quickly realizes that the gaps in her memory are the least of her problems...

Editor's Note

Urban Fantasy Short Story...

Bonilla’s “Shaede” series is one of the best in urban fantasy, and it continues with this short story. Shaede assassin Darian returns and faces several issues, including being targeted for assassination herself.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 10, 2023
ISBN9781094451411
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Amanda Bonilla

Amanda Bonilla is the author of the Shaede Assassin and Sentry of Evil urban fantasy romance series. The debut novel in the series, SHAEDES OF GRAY, was nominated for Best Urban Fantasy Protagonist of 2011 by Romantic Times Magazine. Amanda lives in rural Idaho. She's a part-time pet wrangler, a full-time sun worshipper, and only goes out into the cold when coerced. She also writes romantic suspense as Mandy Baxter and paranormal romance as Kate Baxter.

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    Comfort in Darkness - Amanda Bonilla

    Chapter One

    When I got my hands on Taryn Malone, I was going to gut the son of a bitch. Professional courtesy dictated that I give him a quick death, but he’d been paid to kill me. The idiot had admitted as much before he’d put a gun point blank to my head. He’d caught me off guard and came damn close to pulling the trigger before I’d had the good sense to give myself over to the shadows. And for even trying to kill me, I’d make him pay.

    Supernatural beings aren’t so easy to kill—especially one like me—and maybe that’s what got my goat over the whole situation. My ego had taken a hit and if I wanted to salvage my reputation, I had to make sure to send a message to any other ambitious assassins out there that they’d better be loaded for bear—or more to the point, Shaede—if they were going to come after me.

    On the supernatural family tree, Shaedes were an unusual breed. Hybrids of Sylphs and Fae, possessing the ability to become one with the shadows after the sun set. Through a magic I’d never really understood, I’d managed to evolve and land on an entirely different rung of that supernatural ladder. Thanks to a ritual meant to take my life, I’d become something different. Though I shared many characteristics of Shaedes: luminous eyes, enhanced strength and speed, the ability to heal quickly from wounds, immunity to illness and disease, the ability to join with the shadows… Beyond that, I could merge with the light of day, and the gray of twilight and dawn. Truly unique and practically a species unto myself. I still considered myself a Shaede, though. The shadows would always own my soul.

    You should be more concerned with who paid Taryn to do the deed. He’s nothing more than a hired hand.

    I met Misha’s cool steel gaze. With Xander, Raif, and Asher gone, I’d resorted to working freelance again. Xander, being the high-handed PITA that he was, had set me up with a temporary handler that he trusted to not only keep an eye on me, but set me up with enough work to keep my bills paid until things were settled within his kingdom and his crown was once again secure.

    The willowy Fae could’ve passed for twenty-five but I knew he was much, much older. Oh, don’t worry. I fiddled with the dagger in my grip, one from a pair given to me by Xander. I’ll kill whoever is paying Taryn’s bills, too. I’d cut a bloody swath across Seattle if that’s what it took.

    Who’s most likely to want you dead? Misha asked.

    Are you kidding? The better question was who wouldn’t want me dead? I’d made a pretty decent list of enemies over the past few years. Hell, I’m pretty sure even my own friends had thought about killing me once or twice. My money is on Mithras.

    Mithras was a big deal in the black-market weapons trade. With a little help from Asher, I’d killed the minotaur—and supposed god—and made a few more enemies in the process. His acolytes—a cult of followers large enough to back up his ego—were currently at the top of my list of suspects for blowing up my apartment a few months ago. I’d been standing in my living room at the time and was nearly blown to shreds. I doubted they’d let one failed attempt stop them from offing me.

    The Cult of Mithras is fanatical, Misha agreed. But I think they’re biding their time. I doubt they’d be so hasty in killing you.

    Well, nice to know that Misha was taking my impending death seriously. He’d really thought this out, apparently. The Rakshasa?

    No. Misha shook his head with certainty. "They’re like a colony of bees. You killed their queen. The ones left in the hive will have gone out in search of a new queen by now. They won’t give you another

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