Nefertari repeated this eight more times to each wolf. Each wolf accepted her at their new alpha. This was good for Nefertari. “Nefertari they are now yours to command. They are bonded to you, I will tell Adrian to train you with the wolves. I will train you personally to fight. Until then depend on the wolves as your protection.” She nodded her head. Tears in her eyes as she thanked me. “One more thing.” A gold feather appeared before her. “Use this to call your wolves, just slice the air, this will create a temporary door for them. Otherwise, the pack will stay on the island.”Placing the delicate feather on her wounded hand. The feather merged with her creating a gold feather tattoo on her now healed palm “Ladies shall we?” The wolves moved as one running into the forest. I found Adrian in the library, sitting down with his nose in a book. Looking completely engrossed I almost hated to interrupt him. Celestria, on the other hand, had no problems interrupting him. “Oh look, it can
It seemed as though none of my guardians were getting along. How could I expect them to fight Lucifer’s growing army if they couldn’t act like one? Pinching the bridge of my nose to hold back an oncoming headache. Through gritted teeth, I took in a deep breath before I answered. Calmly, I answered him. “Actually no Adrian. I will be handling Nefertari's combat and weapons training.” I was irritated entirely at this point, I walked out of the library and into the courtyard. Feeling the tether of energy from each guardian, I pulled hard. Each guardian appeared before me, with confusion written across their faces. Forcing my will, I made each one bend the knee before I acknowledged them. In a voice too calm to be comforting. “Let’s get one thing completely and utterly straight. I’m tired of the snide remarks and the bickering between all of you. If we cannot get along as a team. A family! How are to return mankind back to the fold? How can they see what my parents have to offer if we
After setting up the obstacle course. I manifested a black silk blindfold. Tying it around my head. I called forth my armor and sword. Yup, it was that kind of obstacle course to match the type of day I was having. Readying myself. Stepping into the obstacle course, an arrow shot at my calf grazing it. The sting left great. I opened my senses further. Dodge the sword flying at my head. Running forward, deflecting attack after attack. When I get to the end of the course, I felt I wasn’t alone. I inhaled deeply it was a scent I recognized. Rain and lavender. I parried the blow that would’ve hit me in the head. Sidestepping my opponent, I evaded all his attacks. I dodged too slow he sliced my arm. I kicked his feet out from him. I called for his sword, with both swords I held one to his heart and balls. “Do you give?” “Aye, I yield.” I knew that voice I ripped off the blindfold. Fiery red curly locks and big soft brown eyes, shapely lips, high cheekbones with a square jaw, wrapped in i
Fuck walking I flew to my angel. I reached him in seconds. I flung myself into his arms, burying my face into his chest. Michael held me as if I was his last breath. Kissing the top of my head. “Little Goddess, look at me.”. I didn’t want to meet his stare. “Please,” he begged. Looking into his emerald eyes, I felt like he was reaching down and touching the very core of my being. He held both sides of my face, wiping away stray tears with his thumbs. He kissed me hard with all the love and passion he felt for me. Wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. Michael had become my everything. I was in love with my archangel, and everyone knew it, and I could care less. Our wings wrapped around us, encasing us in a cocoon. We stayed in each other’s arms just hold one another. Nothing, no words would ever be enough. Our souls didn't just bond to one another like the rest of the guardians we had truly become one soul. He was my twin flame. I felt from the moment his soul mix
“JASSMYINE, MICHAEL! Wake up! Please wake up.” Nefertari’s frantic calls could be heard. Her wolves were howling nearby. We must have drifted off. Our wings released us from the safety of our cocoon. Gold flame welcomed us. The flame didn't burn or cause any damage to us. “Nefertari what's the matter?” She reluctantly stepped forward. Making sure the flame would cause her no harm. When it didn't, she finally spoke. “Celestria and Adrian have been taken. Gabriel, the other angels, told them that he received intel of village not too far from where stayed the first time we were under attack from the fallen looking for you.” “Where’s Gabriel and the others now?” “I don't know they left two days ago. We haven’t heard from them since. They won't answer our calls, and we haven't been able to find any trace of them.” Closing my eyes, I reached out to Adrian and Celestria. I found them I sensed their pain. They were in trouble. “Nefertari grab your wolves. Ramses grab your weapons. Were br
I didn't care who she was, It didn't matter, she didn't matter. A silver feather separated her head from her body. Amaris cried out, unable to move. In a low menacing voice, I spoke to Amaris her red hair streaked with Celestria and Adrian’s blood. Scanning her memories, witnessing my fallens torture. “I’ll give you mercy. The same mercy you promised Adrian.” I lifted Narcisa body in the air and ripped it apart into ten pieces. Throwing all but one part into the air and hid them across the world, the sea, oceans, deserts, and lands. With the final piece, I opened a hole in this realm. I didn't know which one, okay, I did. I sent the last part of her there. I closed the hole. “There, there now. Just find all the pieces, and you can have her back.” Forgetting I was still holding Narcisa’s head. I threw it at Amaris. The head bounced off her “Only ten more pieces to go.” I set Amaris’ head on fire and smirked, get it, fiery redhead. Naamah appeared first. On the ground next to her was
Nefertari and her wolves grabbed Celestria. They disappeared through the hole Nefertari created. I felt a small relief knowing they were safe and back on the island. Melting the gold collar and leash. Manipulating the metal, I bonded it in the marrow of Menat and Naamah’s bones, in their blood. The gold would dampen their powers significantly. Only the one who cast it could release it. Good luck coming back from that bitches. Campfire and rain filled the air. It was accompanied by the faint scent of blood and roses. Michael turned, so we were back to back. The gold flame a beacon in the dark. Our wings flared out deadly weapons with razor-sharp tips with enough angel dust to fatally put down one's enemy. A Sliver, gold, and white auras surrounded us. Micheal and I were one. My hand found his. Locking our hands together, I reached out and touched the souls of the villagers. Some were fading, their grief and fear struck me hard. These were the same feelings I’d been stuck in. Thinking
“Ramses be ready, I’m getting Adrain. I need you to be faster than you ever have. I need all of you safe.” I felt Adrian’s faint energy. I pulled on him. He’s cuffed and collared in silver. I squeezed Michael's hand, and the gold flame around us shot in the atmosphere. My power intensified. The silver keeping Adrian trapped melted away, without hurting him. I called him to me again. The sight of him brought me to tears. “Go now.” I didn't even see Ramses take him. I was just Michael and me now. “Coward, show yourself.” Lucifer appeared before Michael. Within an instant, Azael grabbed me and threw me into another realm. Lucifer masked Azael’s essence. In doing so, Azael caught me entirely off guard. I was having a hard time gathering my bearings in the dimension Azael threw me in. I panicked. It was a trap. Lucifer wanted Michael, and I brought him right to him. “Hello brother. It’s been far too long.” “Lucifer, you are no brother of mine.” “Oh, come now, Michael. I just want to tal
Oliva’s point of viewRayne and the duke seemed to be very familiar with one another. The duke was too familiar with Miss. Rayne. He always found a way to touch her, whether it be her hand, touching her tresses, her face when he decided to be so bold as to run his thumb along her bottom plump lip. “M’lord that is inappropriate touching right, there save that till after ye two are married.” The duke turned his face to glare at me. I stared at the man right back into his eyes and refused to look away. The corner of his mouth twitched up into a smirk, he opened his mouth slightly and ran his tongue over his unusually long tooth ensuring that saw it, before turning his attention back onto Miss. Rayne. I do not trust this man and I will be keepin me eye on this devil. “Miss. Rayne, it's time to retire to your room, miss.” “Nurse, I haven't finished my meal, I’m having a very stimulating conversation with the duke.” “Now miss you have all day tomorrow to talk with the duke.” “Oliva,” S
A scream escaped my mothers mouth as she witnessed the events as they unfolded, followed by the thud of Godric's body hitting the floor. “ I’m sorry you had to bare witness to that, I protect what is mine.” Sam stated looking at both my mother and my father. My father jumped out of his chair and turned towards me, grabbing me roughly by my arm, “This is due to you, speaking out of turn…” Sam grabbed my father’s hand forcing him to remove his hand from my arm. “Like I said I have no issue with right now, but do not take you being her father mean I will not do the same to you as I just did to the piece of shit laying on your floor if you lay another finger on her.” The look on my father’s face was pure outrage. “The contract is signed and she is mine rightfully and as stated in the binding contract I will stay here until we are married so your daughter would have the chance to know me. But I can clearly see that I now have a stronger conviction to stay and ensure her safety from the lik
My father paid no attention to the rake of man standing next to him. A servant announces that dinner was ready. “We should be seated, please follow me please.” My mother says, Marquess Browne offers his arm to me and I reluctantly take it as we begin to follow my parents to the dining hall. “You look lovely tonight my dear,” he says to me. I feign shyness, “thank you my lord, your compliment is most gracious.” “My lord” the butler addressed my father, “Duke Angelo has arrived and has requested to speak with you on an urgent matter.” My mother looks at my father quizzingly, he drops my mothers arm leaving us with the marquee. “Shall we?” my mother says, gesturing her hand towards the dining hall. Marquess Browne offers my mother his other arm, escorting us. Upon reaching the dining table the marquee pulls out my mothers chair to the left of the chair at the head of the table. As the marquee comes around to the other side of the table where he and I sit. I hear the laughter of my fat
“I see you have been rolling around in the grass again Rayne.” My mother sucked in her teeth and gave a scathing look to my nurse. “Ma’am I apologize, miss wanted to pick some of the more difficult herbs and tripped on her skirts…” My nurse tried to explain before my mother cut her off, “I don’t care what excuses you have for being late and she is supposed to be ready already. You know what today means if the marquess is fancied enough a marriage offer will be extended, which means a higher station for us.Put on her best dress and make haste.” My mother ordered both me and my nurse. “Not to worry, miss, many men fancy you. From what I hear from the servants that accompany your mother on her errands, your father has turned down many requests for your hand in marriage now that you're of age.” My nurse said to try to lift my spirits. I smile tightly back at her and nod my head. “The marquess miss you should be lucky to have him calling on you. He is not bad looking and very athletic too
With her hands on her lips she gives me a look that says she doesn;t believe me. “Off with ya, your father and mother are expecting visitors this eve for dinner. You miss need to get ready for it.” I stand up and dust the dirt from my skirts and comb my fingers through my hair picking out the grass that was caught in it. “Do you know who is coming?” She softens her face and looks at me sympathetically, “Aye miss I do, when we arrive at the manor you are to get changed in one of your finer dresses. Your father has arranged a suitor for ye the Marquess.” She says with pride. “Now let's be off.” She reaches for my hand and drags in the direction of the manor. I look behind me towards the tree line where Sam went, a stray tear escapes my eye. I yank my hand from my nurse's grasp,and turn back around “what do you think your doing miss?” She all but yells at me. “I forgot my basket, let me grab it.” I slowly make my way back to my basket. When a pebble hits my hand ouch I rub my hand and l
I sit once again in silence, I begin to hear a hum in the distance. I look up and stare straight ahead as a faint light no bigger than pin prick, which quickly began to multiply in every direction. Until the once dark prison was full of bright light that quickly surrounded me. It was all the power I had released being reabsorbed into my body. My flesh glowing and warmth invaded my soul. I could now feel the missing pieces of soul reuniting feeling whole again. Before I could relish in feeling one again, I felt an odd sensation in my center like a hot poker burning me from the inside out. I scream and claw at my middle; the pain only intensifies. The burning spreads to every limb until I’m consumed in heavenly fire. “Rayne,” I hear my nurse calling for me. “Where have you run off to?” I quickly gathered my basket full of herbs I was collecting. “Sam,” I whispered frantically. Sam’s head pops up amongst the tall grass, grinning at me. I run to him “ I must be off, she can't catch us to
“Michael…Michael where are you? Where am I? What is this place?” I slowly get up off the hard ground. I waver as I gather my footing. The ground beneath my feet is smooth and cold. I turn in a full circle and see nothing but darkness. “Mother, Father?” I scream into the endless void. My pleas go unanswered, I’m here alone. Where are my guardians? Have my parents really created a prison to hold me? This isn’t right. I'm supposed to be reborn. Why am I here? What have I done to warrant this punishment from my parents? No I refuse their prisoner I gather my power and release it in an explosion looking for weak points to try and escape. “You will not hold me here!!!” I scream at the top of my lungs to my parents to anyone or thing that would listen. I send another blast of power stronger than the last, nothing happens. It's like this hell, limbo, prison absorbs every last drop of my power. My knees buckle, no this can’t be happening. I bang my fist against the ground and it splinters und
He was very tall, broad shoulders, sun kissed bronze skin. He has a warriors build, long wavy chestnut hair. He looked up at me and winked mischievous emerald green eyes fanned my thick dark eyelashes met mine. Thick eyebrows with a perfect arch, strong square jaw and lush lips that screamed kiss me. I Screamed “Michael!!” I abandoned Lucifer and ran towards Michael. As I got closer to him my life force sought his. When they finally met a gold flame lite up the entire church. I continued to run into his open arms. When I finally reached him he wrapped his arms tightly around me. Kissing my forehead. Looking up at him tears blurred my vision. It was him it was really him, he smelled of spice and lemon. With both hands he grabbed my face and kissed my with all the passion he could. He lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist. And I did so happily “I love you Little Goddess.” He kissed me again and within that moment Cammy had somehow gotten my arrow. She used it to stab Mic
I closed my eyes, focused on the power radiating from him. I forced him to appear before me kneeling, his down. “Look at me Luc.” When he didn't I forced him to. I deep scar ran down his eyebrow and into his lip. “Luci I should finish you off here and now.” “So why don't you?” “You know why. And it’s not because I love you.” He laughed in my face, “Michael is weak, he let his feelings for me cloud his judgement and your doing the same.” He spat at my feet “and you call me weak and pathetic?” I backhanded him and he hit the floor. “Touch my father again and he dies.” I quickly turned around and there was Cammy and a man held at knife point. Holding Lucifer in place I looked back at him. “Your daughter? Are you serious?” “What I don't look like the fatherly type to you? I placed her in your path, and like the sap you are; you can't deny an innocent child’s request. It was too easy to manipulate that weak heart of yours. You actually sent her off to live and be raised by your brother