Soul Broker
Tina Pollick
Published by Moon Rose Publishing
Copyright © Tina Pollick 2013
The right of Tina Pollick to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted in accordance with sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988
All the characters in this book are fictitious, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publishers; Moon Rose Publishing.
ISBN-13: 978-1-909816-06-0
This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.
This has been an incredible journey and I’m so glad I’ve been able to share it with all the new friends I’ve met over the past few months. You’re excitement over my work has left me humbled and extremely grateful. Thank you.
A special thanks to all my FFF friends! You guys are freaking fabulous. (hugs)
Last, but never least.
To my husband: You’re my heart and soul, every good quality you have bleeds into my characters. I want all of my ladies to find someone as wonderful as you are. I love you.
To my kids: You two are my world. I love you both!
To my mom: We’re reading buddies now! Yay!
Drew pulled the blood-stained knife from its sheath. “Give me your hand.”
Bob’s hand trembled, betraying his uncertainty. “You’ll keep your end of the deal?”
Drew remained silent. Bob released a sharp breath and yanked it back.
Drew raised a brow. “Having second thoughts?”
“How do I know you’ll do what you say?”
Drew glanced down at the puny man and sighed. He’d lost track of how many times over the centuries he’d seen an idiot trading his soul for a woman. He was proof of that. No. He would tell Bob the same reassuring words he’d been told. This man would soon find that love is an illusion.
“Do you love her?” Drew asked.
“What kind of question is that? I’m trading my soul to spend forever with her,” Bob grimaced.
Drew shook his head. “No, not forever. Only this life. That’s the deal.”
“Yes, yes of course.” Bob extended his hand, palm side up. “Go ahead.”
Drew placed the blade upon the man’s palm, and with a quick, practiced movement, blood welled to the surface. He held out an ivory-colored parchment. “Place your palm here and it’ll be done.”
Drew held out the paper and pointed to the spot where Bob would need to place his palm. Bob pressed his hand to the bottom. When his blood soaked into the paper, a black X appeared.
“It’s done.” Drew turned to walk away.
“Wait! That’s it?”
“What were you expecting?” Drew came to a halt and glared over his shoulder.
“I don’t know. I gave you my soul. I thought something magical would happen,” Bob said, his expression eager.
“Go home. She’ll call you. She won’t know why she’s compelled to do so, but she will.” Drew strode away, leaving the man standing under a tree. Drew thought he’d said his name was Bob, maybe it was Rob—it didn’t matter, the man was a fool for trading his soul. Drew made that same mistake a few centuries before, a decision he would spend eternity paying for.
He walked in the direction of the park, inhaling the fresh air. His nostrils filled with the scent of brimstone. No matter how many breaths he took, he couldn’t get rid of that smell. Drew wiped his nose with the back of his
Tina Pollick
Published by Moon Rose Publishing
Copyright © Tina Pollick 2013
The right of Tina Pollick to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted in accordance with sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988
All the characters in this book are fictitious, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publishers; Moon Rose Publishing.
ISBN-13: 978-1-909816-06-0
This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.
This has been an incredible journey and I’m so glad I’ve been able to share it with all the new friends I’ve met over the past few months. You’re excitement over my work has left me humbled and extremely grateful. Thank you.
A special thanks to all my FFF friends! You guys are freaking fabulous. (hugs)
Last, but never least.
To my husband: You’re my heart and soul, every good quality you have bleeds into my characters. I want all of my ladies to find someone as wonderful as you are. I love you.
To my kids: You two are my world. I love you both!
To my mom: We’re reading buddies now! Yay!
Drew pulled the blood-stained knife from its sheath. “Give me your hand.”
Bob’s hand trembled, betraying his uncertainty. “You’ll keep your end of the deal?”
Drew remained silent. Bob released a sharp breath and yanked it back.
Drew raised a brow. “Having second thoughts?”
“How do I know you’ll do what you say?”
Drew glanced down at the puny man and sighed. He’d lost track of how many times over the centuries he’d seen an idiot trading his soul for a woman. He was proof of that. No. He would tell Bob the same reassuring words he’d been told. This man would soon find that love is an illusion.
“Do you love her?” Drew asked.
“What kind of question is that? I’m trading my soul to spend forever with her,” Bob grimaced.
Drew shook his head. “No, not forever. Only this life. That’s the deal.”
“Yes, yes of course.” Bob extended his hand, palm side up. “Go ahead.”
Drew placed the blade upon the man’s palm, and with a quick, practiced movement, blood welled to the surface. He held out an ivory-colored parchment. “Place your palm here and it’ll be done.”
Drew held out the paper and pointed to the spot where Bob would need to place his palm. Bob pressed his hand to the bottom. When his blood soaked into the paper, a black X appeared.
“It’s done.” Drew turned to walk away.
“Wait! That’s it?”
“What were you expecting?” Drew came to a halt and glared over his shoulder.
“I don’t know. I gave you my soul. I thought something magical would happen,” Bob said, his expression eager.
“Go home. She’ll call you. She won’t know why she’s compelled to do so, but she will.” Drew strode away, leaving the man standing under a tree. Drew thought he’d said his name was Bob, maybe it was Rob—it didn’t matter, the man was a fool for trading his soul. Drew made that same mistake a few centuries before, a decision he would spend eternity paying for.
He walked in the direction of the park, inhaling the fresh air. His nostrils filled with the scent of brimstone. No matter how many breaths he took, he couldn’t get rid of that smell. Drew wiped his nose with the back of his
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