Queen of the Damned
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Epilogue
They stood before the gateway, thousands of demons in military formation stretching nearly to the city limits. Heat shimmered off the sand, but no one moved as much as a claw. A figure walked through the ranks to stand in front of the gateway. He reached out to touch the narrow strip of light. It expanded, opened, and on the other side was a city with human vehicles driving by, pedestrians on their way to work, and an angel who gasped when he saw what was about to step through the gates from Hel.
The figure turned to the rows of demons. He was beautiful, in a tanned, muscular human form with gladiator-style armor that didn’t hide the enormous scar extending from under his right arm down to his left hip. No helm covered his white-blond hair. His crystal-blue eyes flashed as he surveyed his army. Wings spread from his back—huge wings of leather with sparse, glossy black feathers.
“Advance.” The baritone voice rolled across the landscape and in response to the command, the demons moved, following the Ancient through the gateway and into the human world.
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Also by Debra Dunbar
The Templar Series
Dead Rising
Last Breath
Bare Bones
Famine’s Feast
Dark Crossroads (2018)
The Imp Series
A Demon Bound
Satan’s Sword
Elven Blood
Devil’s Paw
Imp Forsaken
Angel of Chaos
Kingdom of Lies
Exodus
Queen of the Damned
Half-breed Series
Demons of Desire
Sins of the Flesh
Cornucopia
Unholy Pleasures
City of Lust
Imp World Novels
No Man’s Land
Stolen Souls
Three Wishes
Northern Lights
Far From Center
Northern Wolves
Juneau to Kenai
Rogue
Winter Fae
Bad Seed
Acknowledgments
A huge thanks to my copyeditors Kimberly Cannon and Jennifer Cosham whose eagle eyes catch all my typos and keep my comma problem in line, and to Damonza, for cover design.
Most of all, thanks to my children, who have suffered many nights of microwaved chicken nuggets and take-out pizza so that Mommy can follow her dream.
About the Author
Debra lives in a little house in the woods of Maryland with her sons and two slobbery bloodhounds. On a good day, she jogs and horseback rides, hopefully managing to keep the horse between herself and the ground. Her only known super power is 'Identify Roadkill'.
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