Dacia Wolf & the Prophecy by Mandi Oyster
English | 2019 | Fantasy | ePUB | 895 Kb
Dacia Wolf : An outcast … a chance to start over. In a world where magic is no more than sleight of hand, Dacia is an anomaly.
Strange things happen in her presence, and the locals shy away from her. After setting her house on fire when she was six, even her parents fear her. The only constant in her life is her best friend, Cody.
When Dacia leaves for college, she hopes her life is about to change for the better. Change comes, but will Dacia survive?
When her powers surface at college, she finds out she is part of a prophecy involving a demon hell-bent on taking over the world. Dacia doesn’t believe in prophecies, but when she starts living her nightmares, she can’t help but wonder if she’s wrong.
“Daddy!” I sucked in a lungful of smoke and coughed it back out. I stretched as far as I could reach. “Come back, Daddy!”
Mom screamed. She ran to my door, her face nuzzled against my brother’s. She held Jonathan out to Dad, then pulled him back against her. Tears ran down her cheeks. “Dear God, don’t take my baby. Please don’t take my baby.”
Dad looked over his shoulder at me. “We’re going to get you out of there, Angel. You’re going to be all right.” He grabbed Mom’s hand and pulled her down the hall.
I stared at the empty doorway. Tears filling my eyes, I buried my face in Glacier’s fur and whispered, “They left me.” I watched the door, waiting for them to come back to get me. I waited longer than any girl should have to wait.
Smoke filled my lungs. Coughing and spluttering, I hunched over Glacier to keep her safe. “It’s okay, Glacier. Don’t cry.”
Flames licked the end of my bed, popping and crackling as the fire crept to my comforter. Sweat ran from my forehead and dripped off my nose and chin. I whimpered as I sat up and pushed back against my headboard, clutching Glacier to my chest.
Red and blue lights flashed along my walls. My window burst in. Glass flew across the room, and a fireman stepped through the flames. He ran to my bed, lifted me up, climbed over the windowsill with me in his arms and carried me to the flashing lights.”