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The man turned the key in the ignition, but nothing happened. Cursing, he kicked the boat. Yeah, genius, that should do the trick. If I could touch or move things, I could find the problem in under a minute and fix the damn thing. Fixing things was one of the perks of being an only child to a man who liked to dismantle and reassemble things.
I whipped around at the sounds of rustling and breaking twigs. Two alligators ambled stealthily toward the boater, who was now on land, trying to fix his engine.
I’d forgotten about the gators. They were the reason I was here. I hated alligators. Hated their scaly bodies and slitted eyes. Hated that I could see their teeth when their mouths were closed. I couldn’t even explain when my hatred had begun. I just knew I’d always hated them and snakes and lizards and anything reptilian. While my friends’ idea of a horror movie was Poltergeist, mine was Jurassic Park.
Eyeing the creepers, I moved from my place by the tree and jumped in their path, heart pounding furiously and fear drying my mouth.
“Shoo,” I said, waving at them. “Leave him alone.”
The alligators stopped, sensing my essence. Animals were weird that way. The connection between them and Witches was so strong they felt us when more advanced humans couldn’t. My grandmother had been convinced they saw us, too.
Praise for Demons Ednah Walters just keeps getting better. Demons is one Hel of a ride! ~ Karen Lynch, USA Today Bestselling author of Relentless series A beautiful addition to an already mesmerizing world. Be ready to obsess over a new book boyfriend! ~ Melissa Haag, Bestselling author Judgement of 6 series
ABOUT THE AUTHOR EDNAH WALTERS grew up reading Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys and dreaming of one day writing her own stories. She is a stay-at-home mother of five humans and two American short-hair cats (one of which has ADHD) and a husband. When she is not writing, she’s at the gym doing Zumba or doing things with her family, reading, traveling or online chatting with fans.