The Living and the Dead (Tyler G Book 3) Read Online Free

the chair across from them.
    Listening to the song he was
working on.
    The thing morphed as it went on,
becoming a series of jokes about having a poor position and only having one leg
to stand on. Still, it was humorous enough that when Rebekah and Scotty came
out of their upstairs rooms they were smiling, having heard it all.
    The bone white Vampire woman, her
all red eyes gleaming smiled so genuinely that about forty fang teeth showed in
her mouth. It was intimidating, but also a bit nice to see. She normally didn't
let her guard down that much as far as Tyler knew.
    "Hey! You're alive. We were
told not to expect that..." She glanced at his leg, and then nodded, a bit
more somberly. "Hence the song? I haven't heard things like that in
decades. About sixty years now. Boogie-woogie. I used to love that stuff. So,
keeping the new stumpy look for a while?" It was, he knew, her way of
asking just how seriously he was compromised. She didn't sound all that
worried, but then, he was already showing that he could sing, play, and even
wasn't so mentally damaged by the whole ordeal that he couldn't make up new
work.
    So, from her perspective, he was
fine. Just slower and easier to catch, probably.
    "A few days to grow it back?
I know that Zack is expecting me in for work on Wednesday. Sorry about
vanishing like that. Kidnapping me seems to be the personal hobby of a certain
annoying Greater Demon." He didn't name names, but Scotty looked a bit
panicked about it all.
    That got Lucy, who they all
recognized to wave at him a bit, catching his eye as she grinned. It was sort
of nerdy, but not unfriendly.
    "Don't worry too much. You're under the protection of The Mistress of Souls. The Storm
won't harm you, because doing so means going to war with Keeley, and that would mean her destruction or enslavement. The bitch has three of the most
insane as her servants right now, did you know that? Keels, I mean. Not that
she's all that bad. My point is that you, whitey here, and Steve the cutie are
all pretty safe. As it stands I need to take off soon. There are rules as far
as acting in another's territory and I'm already calling on my friendship with
Keeley to be here this long. I just wanted to spend some time with my son for a
while." She waved at him, in case they didn't get who she meant by that.
    They did, naturally.
    There was a slow nod from
Rebekah, who really was very white. Her skin was the color of chalk, and her
hair was pure white as well, or, if Ty were going to be honest, there might
have been a slight eggshell tone to it. Her teeth were about the same as her
skin, but shone a bit, being damp like they were.
    "That does match up with
what I've heard. So we need to focus on protecting Tyler? I... I can stay with
him, but I doubt that will stop a Greater Demon. I mean, Eve was with
him when he was taken last time, and I don't think I could take her, even with
a small army, so..."
    Lucy stood up and stretched,
which, young seeming or not, had Scotty glancing her way. Probably due to
hunger and the fact that she looked Human, rather than him being a mother
humping pervert.
    "Thanks. That would still
help. Eve... She's kind of in her own category, protection wise. A friend of a lot of the goodie-goods. The Line Walker, The Technician and The Mistress
of Souls. The Cleric too, I think. She isn't really owned by any of them
however, so she's kind of fair game. That..." There was a look around the
room, and a leaning in as she stood, as if she were about to share with the
whole gang some kind of secret information or knowledge.
    Then she waited, building
dramatic tension. No one spoke while she let the whole thing linger.
    "Eve Benson is more than she
seems. Less than a Greater Demon. Perhaps . More than A Vampire now
though. All through her own efforts. You should all court her, if you have a
chance. I doubt that The Storm will confront her again, if she has a choice.
Eight times out of ten, in a battle between them The Snowflake