House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

The night sky was starless, his body bumped onto something sharp causing him to wince. Hands tied in the front as they pushed him up a long staircase, regardless of his offer to walk on his own. Liam was seriously being tested. In other circumstances, he would’ve ripped their throats out without so much as a glance, but keeping up a weak front was the only thing stopping them from tranquillising him, yet again. Things hadn’t gone entirely the way he presumed it would, now a prisoner of Asguard in the Elvan territory, Safiereal. Alexandra nowhere to be heard of or seen.

Liam had relied on been captured in the hope of getting more information by now, but instead, he was pushed quietly across a staircase which led to the open grass-way toward the Elvan mountain, “Raphael, stop this now. I mean no harm to your kind, the only law I broke, wasn’t even a law in itself.”

“I’m not in the mood William for your petulance, I would have killed you the moment I found you if I could. Kalbreal is a betrayal to his own kind, weakened by nameless mortal half-blood, he forgets his loyalties. What I do to you, would be a fine reminder to him.”

“This is about Clare, isn’t it. You know who she is.”

“Oh, I do.” Raphael assured him, “In actuality, I know enough, that she won’t live much longer, not after what Armatos did.”

The Asguardian who held Liam pushed him, but he didn’t fall, he fronts flipped, landing on his feet, not even looking at the other Asguardians, but focused on Raphael.

He inquired, not surprised by Raphael’s nonchalant reaction to his strength, “Armatos, what did he do?”

“He gave the girl her memories back, it’ll take time to all be returned, but Kalbreal had linked it to her legacies. Unfortunately, she doesn’t have her name, all that power without the Gazool to maintain it.”

head, “Disastrous.”

him dense, as he fought to control his rage, and the coldness that threatened to seep through his pores, “It’s too soon, I’m not… I’m not ready.”

at the end of the stairs, “Not ready? You can’t save her, you’re a Caster, a beastly monster, she would need an Archangel at least, to save her.

to reach his sister, but he couldn’t,

was cold, his big blue eyes smaller and darker. He lifted his chin, though still

grabbed a sword, “Changes what Caster?”

at the heavy metal

stood there not moving, “I don’t want to hurt you

members of Asguard. First, it was his skin, glowing, then his eyes that resembled cut diamonds, and finally the blinding royal blue light that

wore buttoned up. Features still visible, he decided that he would not show his full self, not yet anyway. He bent his knees, without a word or an acknowledgement of Raphael he jumped high up into the sky

an empty spot. People stopped to look at him, but it was a show he’d given the Elvan one too many times for anybody significant to bother much. But the kids never

castle door, which was made of black glittering stone. The land of the fallen stars, he thought, as he moved toward the

had always favoured Safiereal, even with its darkness attached to the black buildings and slight stench of demons ichor. It hadn't stopped him from receiving semblance from the aged buildings. Maybe it was the fact that he and his siblings had resided here aeons ago, or helped build the very buildings.