Blazing Angels 2 Novels & Stories

She had light brown hair, tanned skin, tears flowing heavily down her face, and blood soaking her long flowing dress, making it cling to her. I could see the large man talking but couldn't hear what he was saying. Angel started hitting some buttons on the console in front of us until there was sound and we could hear the man's booming voice. "Bring her out to me, and I may spare you all." Blake moved down the front steps with Landon and Dominic flanking him. "You know I won't do that Cain." The big guy growled, "it's Alpha Cain to you, pup, and if you wish to stand in my way, I will kill you all. Or maybe I may spare you all long enough to watch as my men and I have our fill of your mates."

We drove the dagger and shard into the ground, light erupting, the cage shattering, the mirror collapsing, the void’s scream—my scream—mixing with hers, the shadow’s, as they vanished, not gone but pushed back, the chaos retreating, the cliffs stilling. We fell, Lucian catching me, Lyra beside us, the bond burning—us, alive, together. Killian and Mara staggered up, bloodied, wide-eyed. “Another one?” Killian gasped, his staff broken, his face pale. “How many damn Angels are there?” I clutched the dagger, the mark pulsing, Lyra’s shard glowing, the bond steadying me. “Four,” I said, my voice hoarse, the truth crushing me. “Lock, spark, flame, void. The Veil’s not just breaking—it’s us.”

We return fire, taking down several enemies with precise shots. Fuck. We should’ve just used guns. They're more convenient. I’m sure the cops will show up soon, but it won't be a problem with my power and position now. I don’t give a fuck. Angel uses his dual pistols to wipe out enemies on the left while Jack lands crushing punches and kicks to the ones on the right. They are my two wings. I love them. "I'm almost in position!" Angel yells above the gunfire. "Hold on there, guys," Jack shouts as he dodges the barrage.