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Life as Warren Parish knew it fell apart during his short time away from Earth. Now the most vile demon of all time is assembling his army to destroy mankind.
The final showdown has begun.
The Daughter of Zion is the explosive finale of The Soul Summoner series part two.
**The 9th Book In The Soul Summoner Series**
THE SOUL SUMMONER SERIES ORDER:
Book 1 – The Soul Summoner
Book 2 – The Siren
Book 3 – The Angel of Death
Book 4 – The Taken
Book 5 - The Sacrifice
Book 6 - The Regular Guy
Book 7 - The Soul Destroyer
Book 8 - The Guardian
Book 9 - The Daughter of Zion
THE SOUL SUMMONER COMPANION STORIES:
The Detective: A Nathan McNamara Story
The Mercenary: A Warren Parish Story
485 pages, Kindle Edition
Published March 31, 2020
“Like a vaccine…” Iliana said quietly. She looked around. “Where’s Papa?”
No one had told Iliana that her grandfather was MIA. He hadn’t returned with Sloan and the others.
“Yeah, where is he?” Sloan asked. I grimaced.
“We really don’t know.” Her eyes doubled.
“You lost my dad?”
“Not lost, exactly. He’ll find his way back here.”
“You saved me.” As Iliana stood, she pressed a kiss to my forehead.
“Then Fury bitch-slapped the Prince of Darkness with the butt of her rifle.” Ionis was sitting on the hood of the SUV with his legs crossed. “It was epic.”
Sloan continued her introduction. “This is Anya and Fury.” She pointed at me. “And this is Warren.”
The woman’s brow tightened with confusion. “But I thought Warren was Iliana’s father.” Oh, this is going to be fun. It was going to be like telling people Azrael and I were brothers all over again.
“He is,” Nathan announced with a smile as he plucked a banana from a fruit basket. “Sloan liked ’em young.”
Sloan put a hand on her hip. “So I guess I settled for an old man like you.”
Nathan paused with the banana halfway to his mouth and laughed. “My dear, I do believe your wit is getting quicker with age.”
Nathan nudged Warren with his elbow. “So how are we going to play this? Good cop, bad cop?”
“I prefer outright threats,” Warren said.
“Did you bring the sword?”
Warren jerked his head toward Fury. “She wouldn’t let me.”
I crossed my arms and looked at them both.
“You want her to move in with Jett and Rogan? She’s eighteen too, ya know?”
A deep crease formed between Nathan’s eyebrows. “You and I have issues today, woman.”
“Just trying to keep you from doing something all of us will regret, my dear.”
I lifted my wineglass and hid my mouth behind it. “As always.”
“Wow, you look—”
“Too damn pretty.” Nathan stepped over beside him and pointed toward the stairs. “Go change. Right now.”
Iliana rolled her eyes. “Dad.”
“You do look really pretty,” Warren said quietly to her. She smiled and did a twirl in the pink sundress.
“Thanks. Mom picked it out.”
Nathan whirled toward me, horrified. “You’re responsible for this?”
“Paid for it with your credit card,” I said with a wink.
He put his hands on his hips. “Issues,” he said again.
The sound of paper crackling caught my ear. I looked across the group as Nathan shoveled a handful of candy into his mouth. Midchew, he stopped and looked at the wrapper. “Wait a second,” he said around a mouthful.
“What?” Sloan asked him.
He turned the candy’s label toward me. “Did you name your dog after me?”
He swallowed and pointed at me. “You did! You named your dog Skittles!”
“I did no such thing.”
Fury leaned her head to the side. “The dog’s name is Skittles.”
“Reuel named her. Not me.”
“Warren, there’s no need to be embarrassed. You don’t have to lie!” Nathan came over and threw his arms around me. “You love me! You really love me!”
Laughing, I pushed him away.