Gavreel
Gravel crunched underfoot and the heat of the unbearable sun bore down against my exposed skin. I stopped before the smoldering heap of scorched wood that made me wrinkle my nose in disgust. I loathed the smell of hellfire and death. I coughed, not due to the smell working its way down my throat but to make my presence known.
A body stirred from under the horrendous mess.
I waited with my hands behind my back. I was going to go for the passive aggressive approach.
A man awkwardly rose to his feet; massive holes had burnt through his clothing, leaving large welts on his pale skin. His eyes were burning with golden fire. Eyes I had seen before.
"Seth Verbeck." I addressed him.
"Do I know you?" He lifted his nose to me.
"Not yet. I'm leading an organisation that seeks to rid this world of those that have outstayed their welcome. I wanted to know whether you knew someone who has outstayed their welcome?" I kept my tone casual; I didn't want to scare him off.
"My name is Ronan." He wiped at the blood that had dried about his nose and began stumbling toward me.
So he had adopted a new name. Interesting.
I waited until we were standing face-to-face, toe-to-toe.
"Can I kill?" A manic grin tugged at his lips.
Ronan was officially a mad man. A mad man I could use.
"Be my guest." With the shake of a hand and a puff of smoke a deal was struck.
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Monsters in Suburbia
FantasySeraphina Anemone, Holly Bluebird, Seth Verbeck and Axel Harrison are four monsters living in the suburbia of Linwood. Each have their own fates: Sera is torn between her wearing for the sky and for the sea... Holly is heir to the Land Under the Hil...
