Games Demons Play (Mystic Isle, Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
She needed sleep. She needed blood. But most importantly, she needed a hot bath. By her estimation, she’d been at it for six hours or so, but she didn’t want to quit just yet. She was on a high note, winning the last ten times. And she wanted to make sure she had the entry fee in hand before she even thought about getting a room for the weekend. Rooms at Mystic Isle weren’t cheap. Slouching against the table, she placed another bet and waited for the dealer to deal the cards. Her eyelids drooped. The nap at Shade’s house had worn off long ago. Luckily, Mystic Isle catered to her kind and she could keep right on playing as long as she liked. Which she was going to have to do, considering that she’d just lost a thousand-dollar bet. But she could feel the sun nearing the horizon. “You entered in the tournament?” the fae at the other end of the table asked. “What’s the point? Sotenburg is playing,” the man to her right said. Izzy frowned. “Who is this Sotenburg?” she asked, looking at no one in particular.
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