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Preface
667 small village in the Virginia Colony
Samuel Priest is a demon hunter. Good, bad it did not matter to him. See Samuel Priest is a fanatic about his work, even benign wish demons were evil to him. He thinks about this as he looks threw a window at a man whose name he and a Succubus. He looks on as the two rut and groan like animals. It leaves a foul taste in his mouth. He wonders "how could this man let her take his precious bodily fluids." He signals his men with disgust. The men grab their slated whips and move into position. Samuel watches the lovers with growing disgust till they're left panting. He moves to the door, and kicks it in. The man tries to stop them but years at this job made his body into cast iron. He stops the man by snapping his neck with lighting speed. The Succubus leaps from the bed in rage at he loss of her meal ticket or so he thinks. A whip too stops her. She looks up at him and says "he did nothing why kill the man I love?"
His men hear this and stop. What had they done, why had they killed their friend? They think and find the answer Samuel Priest. They all knew what she was but she never made a move on them or their children. She had been nice to them all never a mean word to say about anyone. She had dedicated her life to the town and to her man. Till this man came to town. He had stirred them up to think like he did, only with malice and hate. By the time they had worked all this out she was gone cursed to a book for all time. The book and Samuel Priest were gone. The entire town had now was the misery of their actions. Samuel Priest was ecstatic, but he knew that the blinding spell would wear off by now. So he ran as fast as he could to his horse that would take him to New Amsterdam. As he rode fast and hard, he never felt the book slip from his grasp. He never heard the book hit the ground. He just rode of into the night laughing like a mad man.
Chapter 1
Indianapolis present day