House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

Chapter 53 (Liam)

He wanted to tell her more, but he knew Jullie better than she knew herself, she pretended she could handle all that weight on her shoulders but it was eating her inside out, he feared what might become of her.

Once she knew, the whole truth, all of it, would she still be Jullie, he turned away from her, “I want a full course meal when I get back.”

“Then you better hurry up brother.”

She cut her hand with a small stone she picked up from the grass and rubbed her blooded Palm flat on the Stonehenge. The stones absorbed the red liquid leaving no evidence that the blood had stained its grey blanket. She closed her eyes and in the old language said, “By the blood of my mother.”

She walked to the side parallel to the one she stood.

Liam’s eyes fixated on the distant view, as he prepared himself to enter the holy grounds.

It had been years since he last visited other realms, in fact, it was decades since he visited any realms until Khiron, now Asguard was still all too familiar with him.

Jullie opened her eyes, “It’s not working, try your blood.”

“Too risky, it’ll work, give it time.”

to one another, enlarging in length, like gigantic

and his hands in his pocket, completely unaffected by this extraordinary occurrence. His black straight hair blew partially in his face, but he did not move or lift his hand to move the hindrance from his

but rocks

Jullie hid away behind a small hilltop further below,

“Should I be

if the beast had insulted

not know and

crack in the rock one,

his neck, in its perfectly layered nape length, and he straightened his body as he stepped closer to the Stonehenge. The Stonehenge was an incredible six feet taller in height than he was, but Liam didn’t deter and glared into its view, “Vasteal, what

together forming a square arch, revealing the doorway. A white milky liquid appeared in the centre of the archway, taking the full shape of the square. Liam

drop, and landed on the rooftop of the golden empire. He stood there, to look out at that which was all too familiar to ignore. He stared across him, and then to the

earth’ plane. Asguard didn’t rain, and it never ran out of water. Asguard was built solely for pleasure and outstretched with rows of golden empires, all too similar to know

look at the windows, some were crested in yellow and lime gems, others had a stone or two

spotted Asguardians further North, as he moved to the end of the roof and checked around, making certain that he was out of sight. When he was satisfied that he wouldn’t be seen, he jumped down,

his hands in his pocket, he

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255