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Chapter Twenty Six
They were coming. Any day now, the Reaper Army would rise, and the world Aurora loved would be destroyed. She thought of Gabriel and wondered how, knowing all they were up against, he could choose to just sit back and let it happen.
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“There’s someone coming up the drive and they seem to be in kind of a hurry,” Jasmyne warned as she peered out the window. “Aurora, do you recognize that car?”Aurora’s heart leaped. Gabriel had finally come. She tore back the curtains and stared down the driveway where a black four-wheel-drive was speeding toward the house, a cloud of dust streaming out behind it.
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Aurora was safe in Gabriel’s arms, but they were on borrowed time. In less than twenty-four hours Lucifer and the army would rise with one goal; to destroy the earth. She cuddled in close, her back pressed tight against his body.“What if they rise at each of the locations?” he whispered. “I know what the scripture says, but how can we be sure the entire army will surface here? I’m starting to second guess everything Aurora. What if we’re wrong?”
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