Belong To The Night. Cynthia Eden

worked long enough to get her from the road to her house. What she’d sent away had not only returned, but there were more of them now.

      One ran at her, charging up the porch stairs. Jamie stepped inside and slammed the door, sealing it shut with a word. But they were banging at the walls now. At the doors and windows. They wanted in, and they wouldn’t stop until they got in.

      Swallowing down a bolt of panic, Jamie backed into her house and looked around. She was still safe inside although with all that racket, she’d never get any sleep. But if she couldn’t sleep, she could research. She went to the bookshelf where she kept her Grimoire and spell books. She pulled off her jacket while her gaze moved through the titles. One book stuck out from the rest but she ignored it. She knew what it would tell her to do to stop the onslaught happening outside her house. It would work too. It would stop all this once and for all.

      But she’d made a promise to her cousin. Hell, she’d made a promise to herself. She wouldn’t break that promise now.

      Still desperate, though, she grabbed other books, a handful of them and went into her living room. She turned her TV on loud and went to work, doing all she could to block out what was happening right outside her house.