House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

Raphael’s eyes sparked up a sudden rage as he threw the sword at Liam. But Liam was too fast, with only a look, the sword went up in blue disintegrating flames.

Allistor grinned wickedly, “Who is this foolish boy who taunts me with childish tricks.”

He stared at Liam but referred to the Asguardians to answer.

Vincent came out from the bush, “William Blackwyll, father.”

Alexa still ducked behind the trees. Liam shook his head, in a deep inhale, he glared at Raphael who held another sword.

Allistor raged in disbelief, “Father? I’m not your father-child. I father no one, besides that of my first consort, Daleyan, are you Daleyan’s boy.”

“No,” Liam answered, amusement intended, “He is the son of Taliya Ipswich, the only son.”

Allister's beautiful white wings, which had flapped constantly, had come to a stop. He folded it in, his eyes softened.

Liam felt a sort of remorse for Vincent, he watched the hopefulness in the Casters eyes, the longing for a father.

Allistor remembered, “I have not forgotten Taliya, your mother. My heart fell the day she died, how tragic, wasn’t it.”

Vincent jumped forward into mid-air, his movements brisk, guns in hand, but Allistor just booted him.

Liam did nothing to intervene but watched. One like him had all the patience, it was rarely he let it falter.

should have killed you, but I showed you mercy and

my mother, she was

she was. She knew of his children and was supposed to deliver them to us, but she failed. She

up off the floor, not dusting himself off. It was Liam who remained cool and collective. Raphael’s lack of patience shedding through his eyes.

mercy as you have your son, but in our next meeting I will

of handing me my death.”

Allistor, with his blue watery eyes and bright smile, though Allistor did not know of him now. He watched Allistor flap

like most of the Cadre who ruled hell. Unlike the others, his wings remained always, a continuous reminder of his ranks in the Infinity. It made him a ruthless Tempter. The blue visionary eyes which Liam had recalled, were replaced by blackness, the colour of his soul. A sign which most Tempters refrained from-

it came to Azazy-el, he had compelled himself from harshness and murdering innocents. Though he broke rules, it was ones he felt strongly about. A well thought out decision. A smile crossed Liam’s thought as he concentrated on the people in

fuming with rage, “It’s

with the chaos it would release if his order was

have no jurisdiction here, but you knew

washed away by the reddened sky. He began to lift off, “If you really must know, my hunt’s for Azazy-el, I heard he knows the identity of the

just answered his question for him, “Prince of souls huh? What do you

me who wants him, young William. There are greater threats than a member of hells Cadre, ones only

Cadre?” It was more

the blood-red sky, redness all around them. The suffocating air working its poisonous glooms on all. Even the Tempter seemed fragile. But Liam stood his ground, there were still demons to

Vincent, ‘Prepare to run, Allistor will try and kill you. Take the back entrance, jump into the lake. I

cries. He knew once Allistor left, he would inform Lucifereal of what happened