A Lady Most Hexing – Bec McMaster

Sterling launched himself up the stairs to the front entrance of the Willoughby’s manor and skidded across the polished tiles in the entry as he turned to look for Edwina. She had both hands buried in her skirts as she sprinted across the lawn behind him. “Go!” she yelled, seeing him turn to wait for her. Very well then. Sterling bolted through the house, heading for the sunroom where the butler said that Lady Willoughby had fainted. “Eliza!” Lord Willoughby shook his young bride frantically. “Eliza, wake up!” Servants filled the doorways.

Sterling pushed his way through them. “Out of the way! Hurry now, let us through!” And then he burst into the sunroom. There was a heavy pall in the air over Lady Willoughby. Goosebumps lit over his skin as soon as he strode within ten feet of her, and a sudden menacing urge to be elsewhere flooded through him.

No wonder the servants didn’t dare get close. Only Willoughby could stomach it. “Oh, thank God!” Willoughby said, looking at him helplessly. “It’s just like before! She just collapsed and she doesn’t appear to be breathing!” “May I?” Sterling set his hands in the air above Lady Willoughby’s chest.

There was a spark deep within her, battling for life, but it was as if that choking thickness was smothering her. “She’s still alive!” Sterling grabbed the entity by the metaphorical throat…. But it was as if the creature simply slipped through his fingers. Not a ghost. Not a phantom. Not a gray lady. It was like nothing he’d ever handled before. He wasn’t even sure it was…

tangible. Merely terror and dread, and an overwhelming pall of fear lighting along his nerves. A shadow appeared, malevolent golden eyes popping open and locking upon him. Then hands were rushing at him, wrapping around his throat. Ice. It felt like ice. In his throat. Catching at his breath. His lungs arrested. Sterling staggered off the daybed and collapsed on the floor, trying to snatch at the set of hands strangling him.

“Begone!” Light suddenly flooded through the room as Edwina finally appeared, summoning a set of mage globes that swirled around her head. “Release him!” And with her words, she cast her magic out in a net, locking around the entity trying to strangle him. The hands vanished. The sensation of ice left him.

Sterling flipped to his hands and knees with a cough, clasping one hand against his chest. The sensation of doom completely evaporated. It felt as if the heat and light of Edwina’s presence could conquer even darkness itself. “Damn it, Sterling.” She knelt beside him, resting her warm fingertips against his chest. Instantly, the pain and ache within his lungs vanished. “I told you that you were dangerously unguarded against psychic assaults.” “What was that thing?” Willoughby demanded.

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Edwina Sheffield cursed under her breath as she examined her time piece, trying to ignore the hiss of air through the train’s whistle. A single minute remained until twelve and this was the last warning the train would give. “I am going to murder that man, hide his body beneath an entire cartload of coal, and drive it to Cornwall myself, where I can bury it in a peat bog,” she growled, snapping the time piece shut.

“Edie, darling,” said a smooth, cultured voice behind her. “If you’re plotting murder this early in the morning, then you clearly haven’t had time to take your tea.” “Jesus bloody—” She trapped the words behind her teeth as she spun to face her tormentor in a hiss of skirts. And then she stopped as she came face-to-face with the most handsome man she’d ever laid eyes upon.

It wasn’t fair. Sterling strode along the St. Pancras station platform toward her, casually elegant in a travelling suit that had been personally tailored to fit the breadth of his broad shoulders. No man alive ought to look that good in tweed. A rakish hat covered the thick golden waves of his hair, but it did nothing to hide the shock of those canny blue eyes with their dangerously thick lashes.

She didn’t know what sort of deal Sterling had struck with a demon, but it had clearly cost him his soul. For the smile he laid upon her looked like it had been carved of marble by the skilled fingertips of Guillaume Geefs—if his depiction of Lucifer ever smiled.

Two weeks since she’d seen him last. Two weeks since she’d suffered a lapse in reasoning and bloody well kissed him. Two weeks since she’d resigned from his employ. And none of it mattered, because the second she saw him, her heart started skipping beats again and her abdomen became a mess of heat and want and confusion. “Jesus bloody…?”

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