I, Angel: An Urban Fantasy Mystery with Fallen Angels and Fated Mates (Angels in L.A. Book 1) by JC Andrijeski

Author:JC Andrijeski [Andrijeski, JC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: White Sun Press
Published: 2020-12-29T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Bad Ideas

The other man moved, like liquid smoke.

He moved faster than Jason Tig had moved in that alley.

He moved faster than any human Dags had ever seen.

The shadowy form darted sideways and down.

It slid under Dags’ leap, even as Dags closed the distance between them, opening up the clenched fist he held around the light that lived inside him, what he’d dubbed “angel fire,” for want of a better name. The blue-green, lightning-like charge seemed to live in the center of his chest, just barely below the surface.

Like with everything else that was different in Dags since the Change, the trick wasn’t forcing it out when he needed it.

The trick was holding it back.

Even now, Dags didn’t open that valve up entirely.

He opened it just enough to give himself a hard shove in the demon’s direction.

That shove threw Dags through the air.

It threw him hard enough, fast enough, his vision blurred.

After that, everything seemed to happen in less than a second.

He missed the shadow.

Dags crashed into the stone stairs, shuddering the metal frame, cracking the stone where he landed with his knee before he managed to yank himself back to his feet.

From the other side of the couch, Phoenix gasped, her head and body jerking up.

Dags didn’t let himself look at her.

He found the demon with his eyes.

The creature stood in the center of the living room, between the river-stone fireplace and the bar.

That time, Dags opened himself up entirely, releasing the full charge of the blue-green fire. The force of it shot his arms out to the sides, filling his chest so intensely he let out a gasp, his fingers curling into fists, his arms flexing.

A burst of light left his body.

When it did, it briefly illuminated everything around him. Dags found himself staring directly into the green and blue tinted face of the demon for the first time.

It was definitely Karver.

It also definitely wasn’t Karver.

The demon’s facial expression seemed to strain and contort the human’s muscles and skin, like his body couldn’t assimilate the foreign presence. The demon didn’t stand like him. Its smile looked completely foreign on the actor’s face. Those stunning, light-brown, amber-colored eyes now glowed with a red tint, somehow exaggerating his high cheekbones, contrasting strangely with his suntanned skin.

Dags blinked into those eyes, shocked by how inhuman they looked.

The creature blinked back, and the red eyes shone brighter.

It wasn’t only the color that made Dags stare. The expression living there, the attitude, the presence, the level of intelligence. None of it was remotely the same.

Dags hadn’t particularly liked the actor he’d met a few hours earlier, but he’d gotten more of a run of the mill jerk vibe off Karver⏤not a serial killer vibe.

The presence there now emanated sheer malevolence.

Even for a demon, the damned thing struck Dags as malevolent.

It also looked smarter than the vast majority of demons Dags encountered.

“I guess your name might suit you after all,” the creature smiled.

“Let him go,” Dags cut in, his voice a harder growl. “Now.”

“There, there.

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