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Darkwalker

The 7 Archangels Series Book ll

The Wild Rose Press

Heat Rating: SIZZLING
Word Count: 76,855
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For years, Seamus Bran has been a hermit in a small English town. But when two seers arrive from America seeking the cup of salvation his family has hidden for over two centuries, Seamus must decide whether to protect his blood line or save a woman he's never met.

Adrienne Perdu is a wealthy orphan living in Paris. She has no idea the weekly meetings she attends are a group of Darkwalkers, pulling humanity in the selfless dredges of soullessness. But Seamus changes everything with a kiss. The illusion of her life is shattered when her eyes are opened to the world as it really is, with angels and demons walking among us.

At Mont Saint-Michel, a rocky inlet in Normandy, France the demons attack trying to gain possession of the Cup of Salvation. As Adrienne and Seamus grow closer, the danger of the ancient war between good and evil crescendos to envelop angels, demons, and seers alike. Will Seamus be able to save the woman he now loves and his family's prize possession?

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All the ground troops dropped on them at once, red eyes blazing.

“So let’s go.” Wasting no time, Dean charged forward feigning a straight on attack, then at the last minute sidestepping the enemy. He rammed the blade in his left hand through a minion’s head from one ear to the other. At the same time, he leveled his sawed off double barrel shotgun at one of the winged beasts. He’d cut down the handle to make it more like a pistol grip. Dean discharged a barrel of hot buckshot sending a winged demon back to hell.

He turned back to Lucas and Seamus. “Holy crap, I didn’t expect it to work so well!” Lucas wanted to laugh, but didn’t have time as he had problems of his own. He extracted two throwing knives whipping them at his advancing attackers and landing them both straight between their eyes. Through the puff of smoke left in their wake came two more.

A winged beast snatched another fighting monk from behind, hurling his body into the air before ripping him in two then dropping the limp halves back to the ground.

Lucas moved forward, no time to think about how badly they were outnumbered.

“Split up!” Lucas called, charging left with three monks on his heels. They went head to head with the ground minions. Seamus and Dean went right, staying close to the two monks.

Lucas was surrounded. Three winged beasts swooped in trying to snatch them up, but Lucas and the monks managed to foil their attempts. The monks were ramming their heels, knees, elbows, and fists into any attacker in their way. Lucas drew his Wakizashi swords and began slashing demons, spilling their intestines, and severing heads from bodies. The scene was reminiscent of a Middle Age killing field. He knew he needed to gash open a pathway like a maggot eating its way through flesh to find the demon leader.

Wiping the crimson life-forced infused fluid off his face, Lucas cast a quick glance at Seamus and Dean to see if they were taking advantage of the blood soaked opening he was creating.

A winged demon snapped the neck of one monk and tore the jugular out of another with his teeth. They were dying out here in the open, like a rabbit in an open field caught in the eyes of a raptor. Casualties amid clouds of black dust continued to litter the field.

“Move under the pillars,” Seamus yelled.

Lucas pulled back so they would be protected by the roof and support columns surrounding the grassy courtyard.

They regrouped. “Let’s harpoon that mother fucker and pull him down to us,” Lucas pointed to the black-horned demon he’d identified as the leader. “If we can take him down, we might stand a chance.”

The hoard moved in like the fog off a stormy sea. Teeth gnashing, crimson eyes piercing, horns scraping the columns like chunks of ice across the hull of a ship. Bewildered at their impending doom, they readied themselves for the onslaught that could be their demise.

The scene exploded into a mass of violence. Lucas slashed and ducked at everything he could then heard screaming pain coming from Dean who was slammed into a column then slid to the ground as the demon horde seemed to swallow him whole.

In that fraction of a moment, he found himself being strangled by the grip of demon hands slowly piercing his flesh. As his vision tunneled, he thought this was the end.

Then he heard a gut-wrenching bellow for help, one word, “Gabriel!” Seamus screamed just as he was literally going to be devoured alive.

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