by Kat Cotton
Table of Contents
Clem Starr: Demon Fighter Book 2
Chapter 1 Nic: Offer
Chapter 2 Clem: Meeting with Yamaguchi
Chapter 3 Nic: Problem Child
Chapter 4 Clem: Skype
Chapter 5 Nic: The Northside Gang
Chapter 6 Clem: Parasites and Ninjas
Chapter 7 Clem: Kisho's Mother
Chapter 8 Nic: Blood
Chapter 9 Clem: Summer Honey
Chapter 10 Nic: The Mayor
Chapter 11 Nic: Feeding Time
Chapter 12 Clem: Maid
Chapter 13 Clem: Kitsune
Chapter 14 Nic: Phone Call
Chapter 15 Nic: Baby Bear
Chapter 16 Clem: Hoshi no Tama
Chapter 17 Clem: Demon
Chapter 18 Nic: V-boys
Chapter 19 Clem: Apology Cake
Chapter 20 Clem: Waterfall
Chapter 21 Nic: Bar Fight
Chapter 22 Nic: Oscar
Chapter 23 Clem: Fox
Chapter 24 Nic: Monopoly
Chapter 25 Clem: Donki
Chapter 26 Nic: Fight
Chapter 27 Clem: Threat
Chapter 28 Nic: Tea Party
Chapter 29 Clem: Karaoke
Chapter 30 Clem: Zap
Chapter 31 Clem: Power
Chapter 32 Nic: Escape
Chapter 33 Nic: Runaway
Chapter 34 Clem: Yamaguchi
Chapter 35 Nic: Flying
Chapter 36 Nic: Death
Chapter 37 Nic: Pack
Chapter 38 Clem: Homecoming
Chapter 39 Nic: Warehouse
Chapter 40 Clem: Alone
Chapter 41 Nic: Intervention
Chapter 42 Clem: Kitchen
Chapter 43 Nic: Sulking
Chapter 44 Nic: Rock
Chapter 45 Clem: Agreement
Chapter 46 Clem: The Deed
Chapter 47 Nic: Shower
Chapter 48 Clem: Staked
Chapter 49 Nic: Fight
Chapter 50 Clem: Video
Chapter 51 Clem: Nic
Chapter 51 Nic: Shimmer
Moonlight Virgin
Clem Starr: Demon Fighter
Kat Cotton
Published by Kat Cotton, 2017.
This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.
MOONLIGHT VIRGIN
First edition. September 3, 2017.
Copyright © 2017 Kat Cotton.
Written by Kat Cotton.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1 Nic: Offer
Chapter 2 Clem: Meeting with Yamaguchi
Chapter 3 Nic: Problem Child
Chapter 4 Clem: Skype
Chapter 5 Nic: The Northside Gang
Chapter 6 Clem: Parasites and Ninjas
Chapter 7 Clem: Kisho's Mother
Chapter 8 Nic: Blood
Chapter 9 Clem: Summer Honey
Chapter 10 Nic: The Mayor
Chapter 11 Nic: Feeding Time
Chapter 12 Clem: Maid
Chapter 13 Clem: Kitsune
Chapter 14 Nic: Phone Call
Chapter 15 Nic: Baby Bear
Chapter 16 Clem: Hoshi no Tama
Chapter 17 Clem: Demon
Chapter 18 Nic: V-boys
Chapter 19 Clem: Apology Cake
Chapter 20 Clem: Waterfall
Chapter 21 Nic: Bar Fight
Chapter 22 Nic: Oscar
Chapter 23 Clem: Fox
Chapter 24 Nic: Monopoly
Chapter 25 Clem: Donki
Chapter 26 Nic: Fight
Chapter 27 Clem: Threat
Chapter 28 Nic: Tea Party
Chapter 29 Clem: Karaoke
Chapter 30 Clem: Zap
Chapter 31 Clem: Power
Chapter 32 Nic: Escape
Chapter 33 Nic: Runaway
Chapter 34 Clem: Yamaguchi
Chapter 35 Nic: Flying
Chapter 36 Nic: Death
Chapter 37 Nic: Pack
Chapter 38 Clem: Homecoming
Chapter 39 Nic: Warehouse
Chapter 40 Clem: Alone
Chapter 41 Nic: Intervention
Chapter 42 Clem: Kitchen
Chapter 43 Nic: Sulking
Chapter 44 Nic: Rock
Chapter 45 Clem: Agreement
Chapter 46 Clem: The Deed
Chapter 47 Nic: Shower
Chapter 48 Clem: Staked
Chapter 49 Nic: Fight
Chapter 50 Clem: Video
Chapter 51 Clem: Nic
Chapter 51 Nic: Shimmer
Moonlight Virgin
Clem Starr: Demon Fighter Book 2
While Clem Starr and Kisho hunt a kitsune in Tokyo, I’m left alone to train my new pack member. Vlad, formerly known as the Demon Child, is no ordinary vampire. He’s an adorable child with chipmunky teeth, unicorn blood and a massive appetite. I can’t let an untamed vampire feed freely, but without fresh food, he’s fading fast.
If that wasn’t enough to deal with, a gang of miscreant vampires hit town. Their indiscriminate killing and bad fashion sense give my kind a bad name. I’d ignore them but the mayor wants me to take them down.
He makes me an offer I can’t refuse: save the city, save my Demon Child.
I’m the pack leader. I’m the one who is flawless and always in control but, with war looming and the city going to hell, I’m going to have to make the ultimate sacrifice.
Other books in the Clem Starr series:
Demon Child (book 1)
Vampire Prince (book 3) – release date 12 October.
Incubus – the pre-prequel short story from this series is also available on Amazon.
And, to get a free copy of Sex Demon, the prequel to the Clem Starr series, join my mailing list.
Chapter 1 Nic: Offer
I’d just gotten Vlad settled when someone knocked on the door. Who would that be? No one knew I lived here except Clem Starr and the pack members. If it was someone trying to flog vacuum cleaners or religion, I’d feed them to Vlad.
I’d been so busy with him, I hadn’t even showered. I was wearing the old t-shirt and sweat pants I’d slept in, and I had a horrible feeling my face looked less than fresh. This was not a time to open the door to people, even if it was just a salesman. I’d ignore the knocking, pretend I wasn’t home.
But they kept knocking. Damn insistent people. Then Hellhound barked. He wouldn’t stop barking while the knocking continued.
I peeked through the curtain just in case it was someone I wanted to see.
The mayor!
What the hell was the mayor doing on my doorstep?
The last time I’d seen that guy, he’d wanted me dead. Not just in a wishful thinking way, but in the way that he’d hired people to do it. That didn’t make us friends.
“I know you’re in there, Nic,” he said. “I just want to talk to you for a minute.”
If I let him in, he’d know I had Vlad here. I called him Vlad because you can’t go around calling someone Demon Child their entire life. That became a self-fulfilling prophecy. The kid needed a proper name.
Sure, the mayor would suspect that Vlad was here. Had he come snooping around to find him? Then he’d go running off to his best buddy, the Vampire King. That would create a whole bunch of problems I didn’t want.
On the other hand, if I didn’t let him in, I’d make myself look like I had something to hide. The mayor knew where I lived, so either way, I’d be screwed.
“I have cake. High quality cake.”
“Give me ten minutes,” I said. If he caused problems, I could always kill him.
“Okay.”
He could wait on the porch until I’d washed and changed. At
least my skin still looked perfect. Good genes win out over neglect any day. I moisturized, then put on a primer. The moonlight shimmer of my skin could always do with some help.
I slicked my hair back, since that was the simplest way to deal with it. Once that was done, I had to change my clothes. If anyone ever found out that I even owned sweatpants, I’d need to kill them. Well, I kind of had that in mind for the mayor anyway, but I didn’t want him judging me before he died.
I put on real pants and a velvet jacket. That gave the look of stylishly reclining at home.
I checked my watch. It’d only been 12 minutes. I’d make the mayor wait a bit longer.
Before I let him in the house, I made sure Vlad was secure.
“Vlad, you have to be quiet.”
I looked into his eyes. I needed the full strength of our unicorn/virgin bond for this. Then I put my finger to my lips to emphasize the level of hush required.
He put his finger to his lips, copying me.
“Quiet,” he repeated.
I ruffled his hair. That was insanely cute. If only I had my camera with me. Our Instagram account only had seven followers, the pack and Clem Starr, because it had to be totally private, but they’d love that look.
Finally, I opened the door to the mayor. I didn’t invite him in, though.
“What do you want?”
“I need to talk to you. Can I come in?”
I pursed my lips. I guessed killing him out in the open would be a bad move. Maybe I wouldn’t kill him. I’d just torture him a little, then let Vlad feed on him. But people would notice if the mayor went missing, which would be a bad thing. Still, he should not have tried to kill me.
“Okay, come in. But keep it short. I’m a busy man.”
“I understand. I’m the mayor, after all.”
Not only the mayor, but the most popular mayor in the history of mayordom. People loved that guy. Maybe not as much as they loved me, but, for a local government guy, the mayor would win every popularity contest. I guessed he didn’t put contracts out on his actual voters. His hair sat in perfect waves. I wondered what I’d look like with wavy hair like the mayor’s, but that was a question that could wait until Vlad’s training became less time-consuming.
I really wanted to know where the mayor got his suits, because that was one well-cut suit. Before I killed him, I’d get that information out of him. It’d be a shame for him to go to the grave with that tailor knowledge.
“Don’t even think about killing me,” the mayor said. “People know where I am, and they’ll come looking for me.”
Damn. Foiled.
The mayor followed me into the living room. Normally, I didn’t let sunlight into my living space, but this place had a fantastic view of the city, especially from the bay window. A few large trees outside filtered the strength of the light so it wasn’t too unpleasant. Still, if there was enough light to throw a shadow, there was enough light to cause sun damage.
This place wasn’t nearly as nice as my last Airbnb, but my need for a basement meant I had to let a few other things slip. There was a huge sofa in the living room, plus a wingback chair near the bay window. But the colors of the décor were a little too autumnal for my liking.
“I think you and I have a common interest,” the mayor said as he sat on my sofa.
I hadn’t asked him to take a seat. He was making himself way too comfortable in my home. It wasn’t like we were pals.
“I don’t think wanting me dead constitutes a common interest.”
The mayor waved his hand as though sweeping all that away. “That thing. Sorry about that. It wasn’t personal.”
“It kind of felt personal to me.”
The mayor smiled. He was such a swell guy, apart from that killing thing. I mean, I could smile to melt a person’s soul, but the mayor wasn’t exactly a slouch at it, either. I smiled back just to prove that when it came to charm, I had no competition.
“Oh, that reminds me. I brought you a small gift.”
He handed me a fancy bag from a popular cake store. I accepted it gracefully, not ripping the bag open but carefully unpeeling the sticker. Free cake might be the best cake, but I judged a man by his dessert choices. If this cake wasn’t up to scratch, I’d kill him, consequences or not.
Strawberry shortcake. Okay, maybe I wouldn’t kill the mayor. Not today, anyway.
“You asked Clem Starr to do it. Clem Starr! Did you really think she was capable of killing me?”
Of course she’d come running straight to me to let me know. She tried to hide her crush on me, but I knew.
“Don’t underestimate her.”
“Why not? You underestimated me if you thought she would be able to do the job. Hell, she’d never do it anyway. She loves me.”
“Yes, that surprised me. I did offer her a hefty sum of money. Where is she, anyway?”
He looked around as though Clem would come bursting out of one of the rooms. If he didn’t know she was in Tokyo, I wouldn’t enlighten him.
He got up and wandered around the room, picking up one of the swan knick-knacks off the mantelpiece. I’d meant to put them away so they didn’t torture my eyes, but it’d slipped my mind. Those swan knickknacks were the ugliest things I’d ever seen.
“Interesting.”
“It’s not mine. This is an Airbnb.”
“I know. All Airbnb guests have to be registered with the city. That’s how I found you. Nice place, but your last one was better. I wonder why you moved.”
Questions like that are best answered with an intense glare. It was none of the mayor’s business, and I’d rather not blatantly advise that Vlad was immediately under his feet.
I sat down beside the mayor and took his hand. That made the mayor flinch a little, even though he tried to hide it. People are like that when you step over their touching boundaries. It works wonders when you want the upper hand.
“So, how can I help you?” I asked.
He rubbed my shoulder with his other hand. If he thought he could play that game at my level, he was a very foolish mayor.
“Great you should ask that. Seems we have a common enemy. You obviously know of the Northside Gang. They’re becoming a nuisance.”
When Oscar called me last night to go over the pack’s finances, he’d mentioned the Northside Gang had moved here. No problem for me, so long as they kept to themselves. I didn’t like the guys, but I had other things to concern myself with.
“Of course they are. It seems like someone wanted to take the lid off all the paranormal activity in this town. If you do that, you attract all the weirdos. You’re putting on a free buffet. Not just the demons living here, but from all around. This town’s becoming a hot spot. Now, what kind of a fool would do that?”
The mayor pulled his hand away and scratched his wrist. I had him flustered. Ha, I loved that.
“I wasn’t expecting this.”
“What were you expecting? Are you an idiot? You wanted a war, and now that shots have been fired, you come running for protection?”
“It’s getting out of hand, and the allies I had have disappeared.”
Maybe that was because Clem Starr had taken the Vampire King’s eye out. That wasn’t going to fix itself. The Vampire King would re-emerge, but it wouldn’t be in a hurry. He’d be licking his wounds and planning. Hell would break loose when he recovered, and the mayor would have to be an A-grade moron not to realize he’d eventually be on the wrong side of that hell.
“You know what they say, Mayor? If you fail to plan, you plan to fail.”
“I’d like to call this Plan B.”
“What exactly is this Plan B? You can’t get Clem Starr to help you. She’s out of town at the moment. And even if she was in town, I’m not her receptionist. Also, she’s a bit annoyed with you.”
“Oh, if you talk to her, tell her I have her car. She has a lot of unpaid parking fines.”
“Tell her yourself.”
“It wasn’t her I wanted, or those o
ther guys. They proved themselves incompetent.”
“They sure did.” I pointed to myself to underline the fact that his stupid demon-fighting buddies hadn’t left a mark on me.
“It’s you I want.”
“Me?” I stood up. “Whoa, steady on, there. I might be the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, but, to get real, you’re not exactly my type. Although that’s a mighty nice suit.”
“Thanks. I mean, I want you to help me clean up the problem. It takes paranormal to fight paranormal.”
I sat back down beside him.
“I don’t do that. I outsource. I suggest you do it too.” I patted his cheek, just to piss him off. “Tell me, Mayor, if you had this big plan to fight the paranormal, who was going to fight in your war? Surely, you had some better plan than to come here begging me to do it? Because that plan is pretty damn flawed.”
The mayor tried to look unruffled, but he kept scratching at his wrist.
“I have troops at the ready, but as a businessman yourself, surely you understand that sometimes you need to do things off the books. It takes a lot of red tape to get troops mobilized, even when you’re the mayor. I want this done on the down-low.”
“I guess you do, since you’ve been telling the press you have things under control. That was bullshit, right?”
The mayor cleared his throat. “There must be something you want. Name it.”
I laughed. What could the mayor possibly give me that I didn’t already have? Money, outstanding looks, charm, freedom—I had everything any creature would ever desire.
I sat back on the sofa. If I started eating that cake now, I’d have to offer the mayor some. That was only good manners, since he’d given it to me. But I really didn’t want to wait until the guy had left.
“Taaaasty?”
The yell came from the basement. I’d learned that was what Vlad called live human food, but he wasn’t up to the stage in his training where he could chow down on real humans. As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t let him feed on the mayor. That would be way too bothersome. He had to stick to bagged blood for now.
“What was that?” the mayor asked.
I had to get rid of the mayor fast. There was no way I could let him linger with Vlad being so vocal.
