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.

have killed you, but I showed you

was no threat to you.”

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

cool and collective. Raphael’s lack of patience shedding through his eyes. The other two

acknowledged, “I would show you mercy as you have your son, but in our next meeting I will show you the same faith you had shown Taliya and Daleyan.”

William lacks no confidence in his capability of handing me my death.” He took

his blue watery eyes and bright smile, though

Archangel 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- killing

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

the bushes her eyes fuming with rage, “It’s a

your demons.” His tone was a direct one of command. His own blue eyes brightened with the chaos it would release if his order was

mine, I have no jurisdiction

began to lift off, “If you really must know, my hunt’s for Azazy-el, I heard he knows the identity of the Prince of souls.”

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

him, young William. There are greater threats than a member of hells Cadre, ones only Lucifereal would not fear.”

than hells Cadre?” It was more of

air working its poisonous glooms on all. Even the Tempter seemed fragile. But Liam stood his ground, there were still demons to fight.

entrance, jump into the lake. I slipped a stone in your pocket, hold

swords, squatting on her knee, back straight. Liam could hear them, the demon cries. He knew once Allistor left, he would inform Lucifereal of what happened today, but if he left first, Vincent would