the world. They were the reason she had been entrusted as a Contaca Soul. The seven Havoc demons who had been hiding in the winter cabin were on the extinction list. Havoc demons were small and snack like for Borneds, the kind of demon that come straight from the womb looking for blood. Borneds as opposed to Turneds were normally the type of demon you run from. Borneds liked killing where Turneds were like Bri, turned into a demon. Borneds were born as demons, it’s in their blood. With the exception of the Havoc demons, one should run like the fucking wind if a Borned is on your ass. Ashess, Belle, Bri and Winter spent a lot of time corralling the born demons back to hell. Winter had saved the Havoc demons, the only gentle and loving of born demons. They were hers to protect and she did an amazing job.
"I am not forcing anyone Bri so if you don’t want to I won’t be upset."
Bri knew she meant it to, that was just Winter, to sweet for her own good. Bri would wear the damn costume because it meant something to Winter.
"No I'm excited Win. It's been a long time since I got to be just Sleeping Beauty." Understatement! Bri was Sleeping Beauty every day and it was something she couldn’t hide. Every spirit she spoke to knew damn well who she was, even men. There was no hiding herself from it but at least for Winter she could embrace it. No hiding from the whole 'Once upon a time...'
"My guys just left so maybe ten minutes you'll be good to go."
"Thanks again Win."
"Sure...I... ah… Sure." Bri could hear Winter biting her lip through the line and smiled.
"What is it Win?"
"It’s nothing, I ... just... well I ran into Fangs today and we got to talking and well..." As the words trailed off until stopping completely Bri didn’t need her to finish. He Bring his name made her insides hurt as if she had swallowed broken jagged glass.
"And... Fangs is coming tonight isn’t he Win?" Easier to state the obvious and wait to see if you were right, nine times out of ten you were.
"I’m sorry Bri. Before I knew what I was doing he was asking if he could bring anything." Bri almost asked if she told him to bring his own feeder because she didn’t think her guests would dig that kind of surprise, but she didn’t. "I promise I will play the offense all night tonight and make sure that you’re not within twenty feet of each other.
She almost told her that it wouldn’t matter, because if Fangs was in the room he was all that Bri would see. Again she chose not to. "I will be fine Winter, it’s been seven months since we split. I think we can be cordial to one another for the simple fact that we both adore you." An image of Fangs came to mind and Bri almost cried out at the pain the memory brought. Fangs wasn’t handsome in the classical sense. He had black eyes as dark as a ravens wing and were hardened by battle. Dark hair fell around his fallen angels face and a voice that reached to the very spine of Bri, raspy and deep with an accent made