Shamshiel was right, the bond I had with him something vastly different then the one I had with Cain. Neither bond less than, just different. I had been physically attracted to the angel asshole the moment our eyes connected, now realizing that was the bond sparking between us. We had fought it initially, well I had, not knowing what it was. In the end his patient, gentle and honest way had slowly crept into my head and heart. Our bond was like an old pair of pants, comfortable, something easily slid into and relied upon. I knew Shamshiel was steady and true, his decisions made on logic after he considered every angle. He meant what he said when he spoke, and endeavored to speak true to not just me, but everyone. His was the calm to my storm, the safehaven. He was a leader, but not a dictator, demanding but not condescending. He was gentle in his requirements and orders to his people, and soft and tender with me. His emotions were usually concealed, b
My consciousness dragged me back to reality, and I felt a warm sensation spread over me, basking me in its embrace. My eyes opened slowly, not wanting to lose the feeling of overwhelming peace I felt. Shamshiel was smiling softly at me, his eyes reverent. Words did not need to be said, this bond was born of angel blood that was certain; yet Cain also played a part. This child connecting the three of us irreversibly. His hand cupped my face, his thumb making small circular motions as he drew me in for a kiss. Our mouths met in a sweet kiss, his tongue requesting entry against my lips, and I parted them easily. His hand slowly slid down to my neck, easily wrapping in the hair at my nape and pulling me closer. I melted against him, our bodies melding together seamlessly in our embrace as his wings folded around me softly. I felt small and fragile as he held me close to his body, the heat emanating off him warming me.
LIAMTHREE MONTHS LATERDevon and that damn Nephilim Usel had been coming back and forth for a while. I could never get used to her, something about her unnerved me; and it wasn’t because she was a woman. Devon had told me they were apparently soul tied or some shit, which was what Verity was with not just one but two men. Oh wait, a fucking fallen angel and Cain the first murdered. Leave it to Ver to do it big. As if that wasn’t enough she was pregnant, with whose kid? She had no idea. Verity had never wanted kids, well no that wasn’t it, she didn’t want kids in this society where they got taken from you. Was the angel society that different? I couldn’t imagine anything but what I knew so it was a challenge to wrap my head around. Devon had said that she would be able to keep the baby with her, raise it and nurture it like how humans used to do long ago. My mind boggled at
DEVONI slid into the shadows in time to see Liam stiffen as Cain stepped forward, wishing I had some popcorn to watch the show. I decided to stay quiet and see what transpired. Liam was clearly terrified, and I didn’t blame him. If testosterone were an animal Cain was it, nothing but masculinity oozing from this man. I almost gave my spot away when Verity clocked Cain with a wicked right hook and I had to hold back a laugh, my friend didn’t have big balls, she had golden ovaries. Covering my mouth in my sleeve I bit back my laugh, rolling my eyes as Cain roughly grabbed her and hauled him against her in a passionate kiss. I swear I saw Liam’s eyes roll too. Not like he cared much as long as Verity was protected, we all knew they had been intimate but more out of necessity than want. Plus he had Cassi now, and they were quite the pair according to Todd.I smiled so
TODDI paced the room waiting for Devon to come back, my nerves more than frayed and my emotions stutter stopping with the magnitude of what had happened earlier. I had never dared to hope, to even entertain the idea that Devon felt the same way as I did. Devon. I refused to let this ruin our friendship, in this mad world all we had was each other, and he was easily the most important person to me. Despite his appearance he was fierce in his own right, his brain on another level than most with his analytical skills. He was shorter than me by several inches, and where we both were made up of lean muscle he was more slender than I was. His almost black hair was always in a flop to the side, his brown eyes missed very little when he entered a room. And this amazing human wanted me, just as much as I wanted him; it was so wonderful it hurt. In a world where everyone was torn apart, and love was rare; this scared me.
VERITYI wasn’t going to lie, I had felt safer with Cain beside me for this trip but was glad to be back with Shamshiel as well. Something about having them both with me soothed me on a deeper level. Cain hadn’t let me out of his sight, not even to piss; which I was having to do more and more frequently. My belly was just slightly rounded, giving the impression I was either bloated or had eaten too much. I wasn’t moving much slower than usual, but Cain kept insisting we have breaks on our journey back, and when I said I didn’t need one the man would growl at me. So I acquiesced even though I had to admit I wasn’t adverse to him growling at me in other situations. When we had finally made it back I spent the night curled on top of one of Shamshiel’s wings, Cain spooning me from the other side. The men were oddly at peace with being so intimate with each other around me, I was not
LIAMI had been balls deep in Cassi when it sounded like someone was about to beat my fucking door down. They wouldn’t take silence as an answer and the beating continued, then I heard Kenneth’s voice and I’d be damned if that asshole didn’t sound the most terrified I had ever heard him.“Liam get your ass out here NOW!” He was roaring, his fists threatening to come through the metal.“I’m coming, you overgrown pigeon!” I yelled back, throwing on my pants quickly while Cassi burrowed under the sheets, hiding her nudity. I threw the door open, really annoyed at being interrupted; but one look at Kenneth changed all that. His shirt was hardly there, torn, tattered and covered in blood. One wing was drooping and laid cockeyed on the ground behind him, blood splattered
TRIGGER: Depicts graphic violence and suicideTODDI sliced through the flesh of the Nephilim in front of me easily, but it seemed like any time one died five more took their place. I grunted, pulling my sickle from the now lifeless body of this one. I felt like I had cut down damn near a hundred or more, and my stamina was running low to say the least. Shamshiel was still battling Baraqiel in the sky, the two of them moving so gracefully it looked like dancing. Except it wasn’t. Blood splatter periodically rained down from above as many Nephilim on both sides took to the skies, swooping and dodging as they fought. At this point it was practically raining blood, and it had become hard to see the sky, there were just so many overgrown bats up there. I swung my sickles, sending the excess blood flying and looked up to see my next opponent. He was a big guy, and I drew in a breat
VERITYI 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