“Gabriel… Please, just wait. There are things I need to tell you.” Aurora knew Gabriel was close enough to be within earshot. Any moment and she’d catch up to him. “I know about the Reapers. Just let me explain.”
She pushed her way out of the forest, and into the clearing where she had tracked his location. Gabriel would be angry, that was a given, but she hoped he would at least hear her out. Maybe if he understood what they were up against, he would gi
When the rain stopped, Aurora could see Gabriel’s body down below. He was pinned beneath an enormous boulder.“Gabriel… Are you alright?” she called.
When they arrived back at his cabin, Gabriel stopped outside the door and gave Aurora a cheeky grin.“You have a weird look on your face,” she laughed. “What is it?” Without answering, he scooped her up into his arms and shoved the d
Hannagan’s Bar was a rough and tumble place that ironically sat on the corner of Blood Alley just north of town. The story went that back in the day the original owner PJ Hannagan threw so many drunkards out mid-brawl that cleaners had to come down every morning and hose blood from the laneway outside. Eventually, the lane earned the nickname Blood Alley and when old PJ passed away the City officially named it in his honor. It always struck Gabriel as a strange kind of memorial but made for a good yarn all the same.
Aurora sat back against the pillows and hugged her knees to her chest. She didn’t want to admit it, but she had gotten used to the idea that it was just the two of them. She and Gabriel against the world. Now there would be other people in his life, important people who had a lifetime of history with him. People like Harrison, and now his parents.
The house, where Gabriel grew up, was warm and inviting. In the living room, a floral couch was offset by peach cushions, and behind them, a warm fire crackled in the hearth.When his mother had opened the door and seen Gabriel standing there, Aurora feared the woman was going to faint. At first, she simply stared at him, but then tears rolled down her cheeks. Aurora expected them to shout, to be angry, at least at first, but there had been none of that. Just relief, love, and forgiveness. The essence of family
Back at the cabin, Aurora was sitting on one of Gabriel’s over-sized armchair, her long legs tucked beneath her bottom, and her hair piled high on her head. She was so engrossed in whatever she was reading that she hadn’t even noticed him staring. When he eventually managed to tear his eyes away from her, he looked around the place. Since she moved in the cabin had a few new additions. There were throw pillows on the couch and wildflowers in the kitchen. There was a dog bed for Aurel and a scented candle on the hearth.
Hell was ruled by five demons. Melloch, Belphegor, Astaroth, Lucifer, and the Master himself, Satan. Melloch knew most humans believed Lucifer and Satan were one and the same, but in reality, they were very, very different.Lucifer was an exquisite creature, perfect to behold, with a mane of golden hair and majestic wings that glimmered like mother of pearl. He was the first angel cast from Heaven, the first to break God’s heart. But Satan was something else entirely. He was the Beast, the creator of hell.As old as the universe itself, Satan dwelled in the nether regions amid the flames of an unquenchable fire. His skin was burned and charred, his desire for anarchy insatiable.
Before Aurora’s foot even touched the old wooden porch Jasmyne came bursting out of the front door, her hands perched sharp on her hips. “And just what do you think you’re doing here?” “Jasmyne…”