Free Twilight War by Storm Savage

that her father had been a daringly handsome
man for her mother to fall for him. How could my mother love
that old weathered coot? This is just all so wrong. If he knows who
I am, how can he do these things to me? He must have truly turned
to darkness. The original Satellite of all things and now I have to
kill him. Not only is he a murdering bastard but a liar, too. He
lied straight to my face about everything and even pretended to
want the creepers killed.
    She thought
back to the night she rode with Coop’s band of Citizen Soldiers in
search of the elusive Satellite, who’d actually been right under
her nose. Coop had created an impressive smokescreen to hide his
true identity. At this point, she didn’t know what to believe. She
tried to sort fact from speculation. Von was indeed the Satellite,
this she knew. However, as to his account on everything he just
said, she had doubts. Coop did kill Raef. That was her harsh
reality so either the man had gone insane or he truly was an
enlisted soldier for the evil realm. That would lend insight as to
the name of his biker group only they were anything but soldiers
for citizens. They were nothing more than a band of evil creatures
spawned from hell.
    And what of
Ian, she wondered. Where did he fit into all of this? Was he
another pawn like my sweet Raef? Did the Twilight use him, too? Exhaustion claimed her thoughts.
    Raef’s scent
lingered on his pillow. Rolling onto her stomach, she clutched his
pillow to her face and sobbed. “Raef…if I can kill Von, then you
will come back. Would you want to return at any price so we could
be together again?”
    But how, she
wondered. If her daggers were powerless against Von then how could
she kill him? How could she even win this war? Her options seemed
severely limited. Either focus on stealing Von from the Twilight or
find a way to kill him. I’d probably have a better chance of
helping Raef accept his humanity again than penetrating the
unpredictable heart of Von Calder. She wondered if killing Coop
would remove Raef from the equation. If so, she’d be back to square
one.
    Do I want
that? If joining forces with Von to destroy Coop sends Raef away
forever, what hope do I have? All that would be left is winning a
war I’m not sure I still care about. What is the point in any of
this if I can’t be with the only man who ever loved me? Hopelessness swept through her in wave upon wave of agonizing
torment. Her thoughts retraced her options over and over until she
finally dozed off without any answers.
     
    She woke hours
later, parched and bleary-eyed. After making her way downstairs and
into the kitchen, she found a bottle of juice in the fridge. Her
soul felt empty and ached for warmth, ached for love, and silently
screamed for Raef’s loving touch. While sipping the juice she gazed
out the huge bay window, facing the ocean. Waves frolicked on the
sand beneath a waning moon. Dawn would soon arrive. She didn’t want
it to come. She wanted the darkness to stay and shroud her grief
forever.
    A peculiar fog
gathered around the window. She assumed the warm day and cool night
had blown a night mist in off the sea. Absorbed in thought, she
stared mindlessly as the mist thickened to the point where it
blocked her view of the beach. Thinking this strange, she got up
and walked to the window, then opened it a crack and stuck her hand
outside to feel the air. The fog rushed into the room and filled it
with a pungent yet strangely enticing scent. Suddenly an eerie
presence surrounded her—one she couldn’t see but felt it very
strongly. An unseen force slammed her to the floor. She gasped for
breath.
    “Flame, you are
foolish to think that you can take on my Satellite,” an unfamiliar
male voice spoke from out of nowhere. “If you kill him, you will
have to deal with me. Let me show you a little bit of me.”
    In the next
instant, commanding lust consumed her. Invisible yet skilled hands
swept over her body, under her shirt and down her