The Incubus's Secretary (The Dark Council Series Book 2)

Glossary

Acelin Billard- Former Incubus Prince. Lancelin’s older brother.

Alina-Human turned vampire. Erick’s bride and vampire queen.

Ancients-Five of the most powerful mages in the world who had created the dimensions. They were Tuhin, Alexander, Pallatos, Verna and Shinou.

Asmara-Succubus.

Aqua-Immortal water shifters. Species, looks and characteristics unknown.

Chrone-Leader of a Mage coven.

Coven- A group of mages living together, usually consists of thirteen families.

Dark Council- A council consisting of all the Kings and Queens of the eleven dimensions. It holds the peace between dimensions and solves inter-dimensional conflicts.

Dimensions-Parallel worlds/universes. There are eleven and half dimensions in total.

Erick Stayton- Vampire King, Dark Council member and Alina’s husband.

Incubus-Demons that feed on life energy of humans through sex.

Kenna Stayton- Erick’s mother and previous Queen.

Lancelin Eustein- Incubus King.

Mages-Immortals who can draw power from the earth’s resources and cast spells.

Miaka Weller- Demon King.

Nathaniel Eustein- Former Incubus King.

Portals-Magical doorways between dimensions. Can occur naturally or be created by mages.

Sanctium- A peaceful dimension where all the kings and queens of the Dark council reside. Neutral territory.

Scribt- A servant/secretary who works for an Incubus.

Shadowland-An unfinished dimension. No one knows what’s inside or if any creatures live there.

Vampire- Immortals that drink blood.

Valroy Stayton- Erick’s father and former Vampire King.

Valleria Eustein- Former Incubus Queen.

Prologue:

Acelin’s P.O.V

I watched the sun set over the Hudson, the skyline turn from a bright molten gold to a dark indigo as the stars lit up one by one, like fireflies coming to life.

New York City has always intrigued the supernatural. Not only was it filled with overflowing life energy, but the sheer hustle and bustle of the daily life of the commoners left little time for people to speculate. Which was a huge advantage for the supernatural creatures.

No one cared when someone staggered home at five in the morning. No one asked questions when a teenager, barely an adult, got into a fancy car with a stranger, wearing next to nothing and yet still succeeding in sparkling brighter than the sun. And most importantly, there was unlimited supply of fresh feeds. People were drawn to New York like moths drawn to a flame.

“Sir?”

The velvety politeness of the voice turned my attention to the dark haired woman standing behind my desk. She was wearing a white full sleeve shirt with a baby pink pencil skirt, exposing some long, slender legs that stretched for miles. As usual, her hair was in a tight bun on top of her head with not a single strand out of place even though it was seven in the evening. Her golden olive complexion was illuminated under the artificial light glowing on my desk and her lips were devil red, enough to tempt monks into sin.

But as long as I’ve known Sanaya Johnson, she’d never shown interest in me or any of my friends or family members who had visited my company. Maybe because she was immune to our supernatural charm or maybe because she knew exactly what we were and how dangerous it was for her to mix with us. Or maybe she was playing hard to get in the most intriguing manner I’d seen anyone play. Who knows? This woman was full of mysteries that dared men to try and solve them. But as far as I’ve known, Sanaya Johnson had been happily single for the last five years that she’d been working for BlueStar.

“Yes?” I answered when I saw she had her planner in her hands.