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CHAPTER THIRTEEN: THE WHITE CLUB
Angel frowned darkly. Once again, he had assumed his angelic form. Stripped down of his armor, his black robes also stripped down but to his waist, he was sitting in a divan with his legs crossed, his feet beneath his thighs. His wings were spread out – two of them. Behind him and in human…
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CHAPTER TWELVE: A DEVIL’S HEART
Urial went back home with people staring at her. Many people, both with kind and unkind intentions tried to convince her to seek treatment but she refused. She just want to get home and concentrate on healing herself. As Urial reached home, she tried to creep into the large house unnoticed. It was successful at…
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CHAPTER ELEVEN: CONGREGATION
Azrael was invisible to human eyes, but Michael sure could see and hear her. “Michael”, Azrael said catching up with him. “If you stay this time, all the archangels will be together. Urial is in London as well. We need to regroup the armies; the demons are already aware of the gathering”. Azrael half expected…
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CHAPTER TEN: WOLF’S DEN
Johnathon peered through the iron gates at the manor house where he hoped the Lady Riktophen was staying. It certainly was impressive. It rivaled his own Greystone Manor in size and elegance, but he had a feeling his house was a bit older. At least that was something he had on the young Baroness. As…
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CHAPTER NINE: A FALSE FRONT
Frost had awoken early in the morning, and after taking her breakfast all alone, she went to the house library and began to read on the large collection of books her father had accumulated over the years. The books were mostly copies of handwritten work of historical figures, such as Christopher Columbus, and that made…
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CHAPTER EIGHT: A WALK IN THE PARK
Standing outside of the library main gate, Adriel was relieved to see Belial go. She had a bunch of questions in her head now about Belial… Angel and Aramis. “Creepy,” she murmured. “The Necromancer is gone beyond himself… but I don’t understand, Azrael.” She looked down in perplexity. It was very odd to call Azrael…
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CHAPTER SEVEN: BAD ANGEL
The night passed and dawn brought in a new day. In the Oscar’s mansion, the days start early. Adriel’s aunt, Grace, got up early and prepared a nice breakfast. She had been quite worried the night before, and she was so glad someone had saved her niece’s life – or at least she thought they…
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CHAPTER SIX: TWO AND ONE
Keeping his wings under check and cover, Tabris landed in one secluded corner where he walked to his next patient’s home – Farishta Manor. Knocking on the gates, Tabris called out, “It’s Doctor Clinton Crawford, here to check on Mr. Phillips. Please do open the gates.” After a few seconds, the gates opened and Tabris…
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CHAPTER FIVE: AN ANGEL’S REGRET
Raphael walked along side with Adriel quietly. He had sent Adriel home quite a few times in his life and the procedure had never made him feel sick. The girl was one of the few people who made him feel comfortable to be with. He thought silently that Adriel’s family might be angry with him,…
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CHAPTER FOUR: BITTERSWEET
It was late evening by the time both women had return to the manner. Anastasia had not ceased her chattering all afternoon; one moment demanding to return home to the comfort of their home, the next wanting to walk the streets and socialize. The day had been exhausting, as any day was with Anastasia. Autumn…
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CHAPTER THREE: MEMORIES
Raziel wore a happy inward smile, pleased that he had found a conversationalist, one who didn’t find him dull or dry. As the carriage rolled to a stop, he stepped out and, following Raphael’s example, bowed gallantly and offered Adriel a hand out. “I think, therefore I am, milady.” Descartes’ realization was yet another facet…
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CHAPTER TWO: PHILOSOPHY OF DESTINY
Michael stood outside the church for a few moments, staring at the sky in silent thought. His expression was dark as golden blonde tendrils of hair fell over in to his eyes. He carelessly ran his hand threw it as he made his way down the steps. Gabriel was following closely behind. Michael could tell…
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CHAPTER ONE: THE GATHERING
London, England – 1857 “Evil little witch. You’re trying to give me the sickness… like you did to my son! I’m soaked to my brittle bones! Frozen beyond repair!” Anastasia Riktophen droned on and on as she and her daughter in law sat on a bench along the side walk, perfectly safe and dry under…
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PROLOUGE: UNLEASHED
Johnathon stood in front of the elegant house, halfway up to his knees in the snow, watching snowflakes gently drift onto his thick winter coat, staying only for a heartbeat before melting away into nothingness. A cold November wind whipped silently through the empty white lawn, throwing a cloud of falling snow into his eyes.…
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Samael Archibald Norse
Part of Brooding Darkness
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Rachel Masika
Museum Curator, part of Brooding Darkness
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Genesis D’Allesandri
Angel of Creation and Rebirth. Made for the Brooding Darkness universe.
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Autumn Riktophen
Autumn Riktophen / Autumn Kristof from Brooding Darkness & Shadows Beneath.
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Anastasia Riktophen
NPC/Villain Character for Brooding Darkness & Shadows Beneath.
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Only You
Written “by” Michael for the band Forsaken in the Brooding Darkness: Shadows Beneath plotlines. I’ll bring you the sky I’ll take the stars down Whatever your wish Just give me a whisper On my minds there’s only you I’d walk a thousand lives Just to see you by my side It doesn’t matter what I…
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Nothing Left to Save
Written “by” Michael for the band Forsaken in the Brooding Darkness: Shadows Beneath plotlines. Locked in this cage Watching the wind take flight A war of fallen to engage The angel’s battle I have to fight I never wanted to be your angel I never want to believe again To take the soul of one…
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Devil’s Infliction
Written “by” Michael for the band Forsaken in the Brooding Darkness: Shadows Beneath plotlines. walls of glass that shatter at my own reflection a thousand feelings of wanting the words I cannot find chasms of unbreakable shadows caused by her rejection leaving nothing but the fear that fills my mind she held me down and…
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An Angel’s Song
Written “by” Michael for the band Forsaken in the Brooding Darkness: Shadows Beneath plotlines. Dancing forms of light and shadow Torn by devil’s dragons of ancient rhyme Singing praises of a lover’s arms Heaven’s angel with eyes so kind I don’t believe in anything but what I see today It’s never just a simple thing…
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Autumn and Lorant
Spring had crept back over the mountains, slowly melting away snow and gradually rising the strength of water courses. Lorant clasped the pommel of his walking cane, elegant in his dark suit. His heavy coat shielded him from the cold and the breeze from the Danube, the air loaded with scents of water and green……
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Never Fall In Love (Unfinished)
Never Fall In Love Samael’s Fall From Grace It was a cold night as shadowed clouds blocked the illuminant shine of the moon overhead. Small frosted white flakes of snow had just begun to drift down from the sky, lightly dusting the streets and buildings with a soft blanket of the winter’s first storm. Muttering…