Finding Alice (Alice Clark Series)
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I stepped and looked around me, finding the last of the angels one by one turning into nothing more than corpses scattered around us. I walked across them to one Kokabiel had pinned beneath him.
“Don’t kill him,” I demanded. I bent down and grabbed a hold of his left wing as the Fallen watched me, waiting for me to viciously tear it off. “What is your name?”
“Briathos,” he spat at me.
“I’m going to let you live. I need you to relay a message for me. Can you handle that?” His anger spilled out of him but he nodded. I heard whispers behind me disagreeing with my decision to allow him to report back about what happened here on this land. Honestly, we all knew God knew already, maybe even before it happened. “I want you to tell God this message. Repeat exactly as I say it. ‘You allowed your angels to fall from grace and so they did. You allowed us to exist and so we do. You alone set this all into motion. You will have to get through me to kill all those you named nephilim. I do believe in you. I just know you were wrong and too much of a coward to admit it.’”
I could have begged but it was never my style, and it didn’t work for the Fallen all those years ago. I let go of his wing and helped him to his feet. The Fallen and nephilim surrounded him as he tried to steady himself. He crouched down and then launched himself into the sky, disappearing into the clouds.
On this day, I found myself, my destiny, my purpose.
The thunder banged through the sky and the heavens began to cry. We knew they would be back until every last one of us was destroyed. There was no mercy for us. But for now, the nephilim rejoiced in their freedom. Even the Fallen relaxed at a battle won. We had spared ourselves for now to live a life we were never meant to live. Cole stood by my side and all those who survived the fight. We watched as the angels’ bodies burst into a glow of light and floated into the air like a golden dust until they disappeared into the sky, beautifully.
Our fathers, Jake, Old Gray, Cole, all of the Fallen and I bowed our heads and retracted our wings with a painful, unified thud. There was nothing left but thousands of feathers to show any sort of sign of what went on here. Cole wrapped his fingers through mine, pulling me into him. My lips crashed into his and I tasted the sweet ocean on his tongue. I jumped into Cole’s arms, breathing it in. “We made it, love,” he said, brushing my hair from my face.
“We did.” I smiled, taking a still moment to search through his eyes into his soul and allowing his soul to reach into mine. “Let’s go home.”
He started to carry me back to where all of our cars were lined up like a funeral procession in the distance. He turned back to our family. “Dad?”
“Yes?” Kokabiel said, barely containing the joy the word brought him.
“You coming home?”
“All of you,” I added.
He set me down gently, arm draped across me, waving them to join us. We headed toward the cars to go home. I knew they all were smiling following behind us without having to look back at them. One of my many talents. It’s not what one might call a conventional family by any means. Somewhere through this crazy ordeal, those who were bound by blood chose to love one another, chose each other as family. I rested my head onto Cole’s shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me as he started his car. I heard the roar of the engine as he peeled away from this place with tires smoking even on this dirt road.
We all knew at some point they would be back to carry out God’s order to destroy us, but they would have to get through me first. Good luck with that.
I never knew love, not in any form. Not until then.
THE END
Alice’s Sacrifice (Book # 2)
Available 2013
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Andrea was born and raised in Michigan, and it is where she and her son currently reside. Andrea has always been a writer at heart. Over the last decade she has written, starred and directed in many screenplays. She recently decided to venture back to writing novels and is thrilled to share them with the world.