Kathy Love - Truth or Demon

He’d gotten many a sinner to his or her proper destination with his little mind tricks. And he’d get himself out of here the same way.

But instead of the confused look he expected, Daisy just shook her head.

“Yes. You can’t hurt us. Because I’ve just told you that you can’t. Just like you can’t leave until you find my sister a boyfriend. That’s what the spell says. That you have to do whatever we say. Then you can leave.”

Killian stared at her, unable to believe he hadn’t been able to control her thoughts. She didn’t even seem to notice that he was trying to influence her.

“Damn it,” he muttered, frustrated, running a hand through his hair. Was he really powerless here? He’d used his powers on humans in their realm before. What was different this time?

“You might as well just go with it,” Daisy said, her tone irritatingly reasonable.

Killian dropped his hand, glaring at his pint-sized puppet master. “Is that so?”

She shrugged. “The quicker you do what we ask, the sooner you can leave.”

He gritted his teeth. Did a mere teen have to be so equable? And right?

Anger rose in his chest, and he considered advancing on her, intimidating her, but again he couldn’t do it. Not only because she’d told him he wasn’t allowed, but because bullying young girls went beyond even his dubious moral code.

“Fine,” he said, ignoring the fact that his tone sounded almost as petulant as any teenager’s. “What’s your plan?”

“First, you have to befriend my sister,” Daisy answered without hesitation.

She’d given this matchmaking idea a whole lot of thought. She’d been awake most of last night, trying to figure out the best way to pull off this crazy scheme. Poppy wasn’t exactly open to strangers. Not that she wasn’t friendly. Her older sister was very friendly—and once upon a time, she’d been very outgoing too. Until their parents’ deaths, when she’d gotten full guardianship of Daisy.

In the past four years, Daisy had watched her sister put all her own interests on the back burner and focus everything on Daisy. She’d lost more than just their parents in the car crash that took their lives. Poppy seemed to have let go of all her hopes and dreams too.

Daisy might be a self-absorbed fifteen-year-old at times, but she knew what her sister had given up to see that she felt safe and loved.

Now, Daisy wanted the same for her sister. And well, who didn’t want a boyfriend? Duh.

“Okay,” the demon said, giving her a doubtful look. “How do you propose we do that? In the shortest time possible.”

She’d thought about this too. “Since you’re supposed to be here from out of town—”

“Sweden, to be exact,” Madison interjected in her usual wry way.

“I said I’m sorry about that,” Emma mumbled. “And we fixed it by telling Poppy he’s been in Connecticut.”

“Since you’re from out of town,” Daisy repeated, “then you are going to ask her to show you around.”

The demon frowned. “This doesn’t sound quick to me. I am busy, you know.” Then he muttered something about Satan, and he was clearly pretty agitated.

Daisy hadn’t considered that. But she supposed being evil did take up quite a bit of time. And she was counting on this guy … this thing? Whatever, she was counting on him to find her sister Mr. Right?

“Maybe this was a bad idea,” she said to her friends.

“No—duh,” Madison said in her usual helpful way.

“It isn’t one of our best,” Emma agreed.

“Well, since we are finally in agreement on something,” the demon said, “why don’t we call this whole matchmaking scheme off and let me get back to my world?”

Daisy reached behind her and pulled the book that had started everything out of her back pocket. She flipped the dog-eared pages right to the exact spell she wanted. She scanned the spell that she knew nearly by heart. Shaking her head, she offered him a pained look over the top of the open book.

“It says this spell is binding until the request is fulfilled. Nonrefundable, nontransferable.”

She jumped as the demon snaked out a hand with blinding speed and plucked the book from her grasp.

“Hey!” she said, but watched as he read the passages she’d just perused, then snapped the book closed and scanned the cover.

He made an irritated noise low in his throat as he read the author’s name aloud, “Ellina Kostova. I should have guessed.”

“Do you know her?” Emma asked, excitement raising her voice an octave, a fan-girl moment clearly overshadowing her fear. That was until the demon glared at her. Then she shrank back to her place in the corner.

“I know of her,” he said. Obviously, he wasn’t a fan. He looked at the book again, then held it back out to Daisy.

“So what was the exact wish?” he asked.

“Well, I asked that you find my sister her true love. Someone who will stand by her, make her laugh, inspire her, understand her, and …” Daisy hated that she could feel herself blushing. “And you know, make her toes curl.”

The demon frowned. “Make her toes curl?”

Daisy shrugged, feeling more heat creep into her cheeks. “You know … make her feel all giddy and excited and …”

“Get her off,” Madison said.

The demon shot the girl a surprisingly parental frown. “Are you old enough to say things like that?”

Madison rolled her eyes.

The demon ignored the look and turned back to Daisy.

“And why would I be able to find this person for her? In fact, what do I know about all those things? Except the last one,” he said quickly, holding up a hand to stop Madison, who’d started to speak. “I know how to handle the last one.”

Madison looked doubtful.

Daisy only half-registered the exchange, considering why she did think this guy—this demon—could find such a person. Surely the spell had brought forth this particular demon for a reason. It wasn’t like they’d had their pick of demonic entities. He was just the one who came. He had to be the right one.

“Do you have any special powers?”

He didn’t answer right away, and Daisy got the feeling he didn’t want to share that information.

“Tell me if you have any special powers,” she said, putting as much authority in her tone as she could.

He gritted his teeth, but then said, “I have the ability to control thoughts and feelings.”

“Whoa.” Madison actually looking impressed for the first time since entering the apartment. “See, we totally could have gotten him to convince my mom to let me and Connor date.”

This time it was Daisy’s turn to roll her eyes. “Next time.”

“Next time?” The demon shook his head. “There isn’t going to be a next time.”

Daisy didn’t argue, since she wasn’t even sure he could pull off the current wish.

“So that’s it,” she said instead. “You need to find my sister her true love. Then you are free to go.”

He sighed and that muscle in his jaw ticced, but he nodded.

“Fine,” he muttered. “Let’s get started.”

Poppy had just flipped the last pancake when she heard the door to the apartment open.

“Daisy? Girls?” she called. “You’re just in time.”

She turned from the stove to see Daisy and her friends filing into the kitchen. But it was the tall figure trailing behind them that caught her attention.

The man from last night. She stared, taking in his sleep-mussed hair and the hint of five o’clock shadow shading his cut jawline.

“Madison brought her cousin,” Daisy said, even though her explanation was totally unnecessary. The man seemed to eat up all the space in the relatively large kitchen, even before he was fully inside it.