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Chapter 52
VERITY
I watched Usel fall, kicked off Baraqiels sword, as a cry ripped from my throat as her blood sprayed in the air, her limp body barreling toward the ground. Shamshiel raced towards her, a feral noise coming from him as he ran to his daughter. At the same time I heard another voice above the din of battle, Todd had fallen to his knees, his eyes trained on a Nephilim. A Nephilim who had Devon in his hand, as I watched Devon’s head caved in on itself and exploded, his blood splattering the creature in front of him in a crimson red sheen. His scream pierced my ear drums and I felt my heart twist as the Nephilim tossed his body to the ground, where it lay crumpled. Cain moved in front of me as I watched the scene unfold. Todd's body moved like I had never seen it move before, the rage in him evident as he attacked. His movements fluid and strong as he engaged the Nephilim, finally slicing the back of his legs, cutt
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Rise of The Fallen Chapter 53
LIAM Lightning cracked through the sky, painting the scene before me in a deathly light, the electricity crackling through the air causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand straight the fuck up. I watched the sway and flow of Cassi’s body before me as she worked her ball and chain, the silver metal forged by an angel she murdered speckled in blood. The glint of it catching the lightning as it snapped and cracked above our heads, illuminating the deadly dance going on above us. My eyes could hardly look away as Shamshiel and Baraqiel wove and circled each other like wolves, their motions fluid and easy. That was until I heard the scream, the scream that caused my stomach to drop through my feet. We froze, not by choice, at the noise. Our bodies going stiff as we became living statues, forced to bend under the weight of Kokabiel’s scream. My mind began racing, we were helpless, and I knew without a shadow of the doubt the enemy would capitalize on that. I saw Verity out of the
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VERITY My heart stopped beating as I watched Kokabiel thrust his sword again into Cain’s chest, the blood arcing through the air. I felt something deep inside me snap painfully as Cain’s body stilled. My chest grew tight and something bubbled up from deep inside me, forcing its way out of my mouth in the form of an ear piercing scream that wouldn’t end. As I watched Cain’s mark light up, his body coming back to life before me I couldn’t stop myself, the noise continuing to spill from my lips. Finally I could clamp my mouth shut as I watched Cain rip Kokabiel’s wing off, throwing it to the ground and then spitting on it; the blood in his saliva staining it red as it landed and splattered on the feathers. My body refused to move as I watched him brutalize the angel. Kokabiel laughing the whole time, as if he were enjoying this, the sick fuck.
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SHAMSHIEL The son of Baraqiel had Verity in his arms, and he looked like he had quite literally been to Hell and back. His clothes were tattered and wings bloodied, he had been out here prior to our arrival then I gathered. I wanted to trust him, but he was Baraqiel’s son; and to be honest I wasn’t sure. Yes, he had gone up against me when I had taken Verity but that wasn’t enough for me to trust his intentions were good. Yet I had no time to stop him, my opponent greater than me in strength. I was holding my own, but it wouldn’t last much longer. I scanned the battlefield and was horrified to notice humans fighting humans, which meant The Officials had sent their army. The ground was covered in blood as the battle raged on, Nephilim on Nephilim, brothers and sisters divided. My own children divided. It had come to this. We had always known it would, and the thought upset me; and most of us on this side. The others, well, if Kokabiel was any indication, they probably didn’t care. I
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VERITY Shamshiel flew off, his beautiful wings stained with blood and beating hard. His sword was drawn and in his hand as he headed toward the large archangel. Cain stood a little ways in front of me, his back to me; as he faced off with Kokabiel. Blood was running in fast rivers down his back, his sides, and arms, his hands clenched in fists as he circled the angel. Kokabiel looked a lot worse for wear, his shoulder slumping where his wing had been torn off, the stark white of his bones showing there, his mouth pulled back in a feral snarl showing pointed teeth. His nails were long, and I immediately knew they were the reason for the scratches all over Cain. Kokabiel’s beautiful face was marred in blood and grit, and I noticed he had one less eyeball than previously, no doubt a result of Cain’s anger. The two were evenly matched, but I wasn’t sure how damaged Cain would be when all was said and done. As I studied them, a shout rose up from our tired ranks and I saw the sky begin to
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TRIGGER: GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, FETAL DEMISE, STRANGULATION, AND GENERAL BRUTALITY. AS IN HOLD THE HELL ON, THIS CHAPTER ISN’T NICE. REMEMBER THIS ISN’T A HAPPILY EVER AFTER BOOK. CAIN A feral roar pierced the air, like no sound I had ever heard. It took a moment to realize that sound was coming from me, my throat burning and my chest rapidly rising and falling with exertion, my feet hitting the solid Earth again while Verity was rapidly born away, as I watched unable to do anything. My chest heaved wildly as I looked around, Kokabiel still a threat I hadn’t negated yet the fucker. Penemue had taken Verity but I saw Baraqiel closing in fast on them, where the hell was Shamshiel? Then my eyes found him. He was slumped over, his head hanging down, hair covering his face. His wings were pinned to a tree with several swords, his light whip was stuttering at his side; a clear indication of his waning strength. The ground around him was stained red, with what I instinctively knew was angel blo
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SHAMSHIEL Cain slumped over, his body falling forward, arm outstretched to where Verity’s body lay. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing it to be a nightmare, but I knew that wasn’t the case. Angelic tears leaked around my lashes as I forced my eyes open. Cain’s eyes were closed, his mouth pressed into a thin line, the rise and fall of his chest steady. For a fleeting moment I was jealous of him, that he was missing some of this hell on Earth. A scream simmered in my chest, bubbling up and up before forcing its way out of my mouth unbidden. Throwing my head back it burst forth, a scream like none I had ever heard before. It thundered across the barren battlefield and those remaining froze in place at my cry. I was powerless to stop it, this vocal manifestation of my pain as my heart broke into shards and stabbed at my very soul. “Any last words, Shamshiel?” Baraqiel asked, the sword in his hand dripping blood. Verity’s blood. The crimson color trickling down the light metal in slowly r
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CAINI let my rage wash over me as I roared my fury to the sky, hoping that God himself would hear it. Verity’s dead body lay not too far from me, and when I came to, her glassed over eyes had been the first thing I had seen. As I stared into their depths I felt my heart break all over again, my teeth grinding in rage. I sprang up and searched for the first enemy I could find. It just happened to be Penemue, Shamshiel currently busy with Baraqiel. With a shout I rammed into the asshole, taking him to the ground easily. He kicked me off him, the blunt force to my gut causing my breath to burst from my lungs. I rolled onto my side before struggling up, I knew I was in bad shape, but my adrenaline was pumping and my anger simmering just below the surface; so I kept going. The monster in me was out for blood. Like a wraith my dark soul shrouded me as I sized the angel up. Penemue was no weakling, but he wasn’t me. I was physically stronger than most, and had a huge advantage. After all, t
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CAIN The fucking angel was heavier than I had anticipated. Or maybe it was that I was just that weakened. Whatever it was hauling his feathered ass across the desolate landscape to the nest was a bigger undertaking than I had imagined. I could feel his life beating out of him in time to his heart, the bond between us slowly growing fainter. Castor would be our only hope, but I had to get him there first. Shamshiel was trying to hide the extent of his injuries from me, and he was succeeding; at least outwardly. If it weren’t for the bond I wouldn’t know how bad they were, but I did. I also knew he had no interest in living anymore, something I felt as well. At least he could die. Jealousy tore through me at the thought. Never before had I hated my curse from God as much as at this moment, wishing that I could die. With Verity, for the first time in my ridiculously long life I hadn’t viewed my immortality as a curse. Instead I was happy to be able to spend all of Verity’s days with h
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