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Authors: Conrad Powell

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Chapter 30

 

Liguanea – Kingston

 

Deitrick dropped the limo off and he and Billy-Bob looked to stop a taxi on Hayborne Road in Liguanea. A man in a white Toyota Corolla with no taxi markings drove right up to them beside the curve.

The man had his finger up in the air pointing outside the right hand drive vehicle window.

“Halfway Tree, Bossy?”

“No. We’re fine,” said Deitrick still looking around for a real taxi.

“You’re fine? Two white man on Hayborne Road with no taxi in sight and a bunch of thuggy thugz coming down the street and you say you are fine?” The man stared down the street where five shottas headed B-line straight for them.

 “Oh no,” said Deitrick.

In no time, Deitrick and Billy-Bob faced the barred of five guns. The street was dark and deserted except for the illegal taxi driver.

The taxi driver didn’t dare move. He rested his hands on his steering wheel. He did not want to be a statistic in tomorrow’s daily Star.

Deitrick and Billy-Bob stood still.

“Howdy,” said Billy-Bob now with his hands in the air.

“Howdy?” said the oldest thug in the group.

“Dis looks like ay- er- what you farin people call it – Rodeo? I watch farin movies too. Bruce Willis - bad son uv a,” said the oldest thug.

“Fluffy? We gwaan tek everything fram dem?” said the youngest thug.

“Fluffy? What the hell kind of nickname is that for a thug?” said Deitrick.

Everyone laughed except Fluffy.

Fluffy put his magnum closer to Deitrick’s temple.

“Dey call me Fluffy ‘cause my bullets love di fluffy parts of di brain.”

The taxi driver pissed his pants but kept his eyes right ahead. He had an inkling feeling he would be late for dinner if he made it home for dinner at all.

At this rate, it didn’t look like he was going to make it home.

“Oh I see. Carry on,” said Deitrick.

“Enough,” said Fluffy now visibly irritated.

“Peaches empty their pockets,” said Fluffy to his young general.

“Peaches?” said Billy-Bob to Deitrick under his breath.

“You know what, I won’t even ask,” said Deitrick softly to Billy-Bob and that was the last thing Deitrick remembered before he blacked out.

 

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7(2). [BONUS EXCERPTS] – Angelfall(Twilight at Dawn Saga, Book 1):

 

 

 

Redemption:

 

Part 1 of Angelfall

 

(Twilight at Dawn Saga, Book 1)
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By Conrad Powell.

 

©
Copyright 2011 Conrad Powell.

 

“Did you guys see a white flare in the bushes?” said the camera man to the crew.

Everyone said, “No.” Victor recoiled into the tall bushes. Out of thin air, Vander, his best friend, appeared behind him.

Vander was a well dressed vampire in a long black cloak and turtleneck.

“Having fun playing with the kiddies Victor?”

Victor did not turn around and ignored Vander.  Victor did not speak, could not speak so he thought-spoke with Vander.

Vampires were good at reading each other’s thoughts.

“You know you're making a mistake,” said Vander.

“I'm not making a mistake. I'm different now,” thought-spoke Victor.

“Look at you, running around here like a mad man biting kids and spewing that nonsense against Our Son of The Morning Star,” said Vander.

“Send you did he?” thought-spoke Victor.

 “Look you even lost your voice,” said Vander. “What kind of nonsense is that?”

Victor turned to Vander.

“Nonsense? What's nonsense is what we did. What were we thinking trying to overthrow THE I AM THAT I AM? That's nonsense. The foolish plan Lucifer came up with is an 8,000 year old failure. Let's just say I came to my senses,” thought-spoke Victor.

“Failure? Come on Victor. You are losing your powers by the hour. You can't speak. Pretty soon you won't want to drink blood. You now hop around in the sun. Pretty soon you can't even fly or vaporize. You want to give that all up? The taste of sweet human blood Victor? You really want to give that up?” said Vander.

“What does it profit a man to gain the whole world and lose his soul?” thought-spoke Victor.

“So one month of a personal rebellion against Our Son of The Morning Star and you are already quoting scriptures,” said Vander. "Don't you get it? You are Victor now not Adonari. That life is gone."

Victor turned his back on Vander to peer out of the bush at the commotion in the courtyard.

“Vander, I may not be Adonari anymore but The I AM THAT I AM gave me a promise one month ago. I am holding Him to it. Remember how we weren’t allowed to read the Holy Writ of 'Revelations' while we were perfect in paradise? Well, I’ve read it. And I know how it ends. Your Son of The Morning Star is going to be defeated and all the Fallen Angels along with him,” thought-spoke Victor. “Let's just say I want to be on the winning side.”

"Look, a bunch of us are getting together later at Villagio's Vampire Delights for dinner," said Vander. "If you get some sense knocked into you, I guess I'll see you there. I hear they have a new batch of humans just in from India; nothing like Tandoori blood."

Victor did not reply.

The policemen marched towards the bushes where Victor was.

 

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Conception:

 

Part 2 of Angelfall

 

(Twilight at Dawn Saga, Book 1).

 

 

 

By Conrad Powell.

 

©
Copyright 2011 Conrad Powell.

 

 
…Adonari stared at Gladaro in silence.

“Most of the Cherubims and Seraphims are on board,” said Gladaro.

“We will need you soon because The Almighty has finished creating the terrestrials. Soon be our time it will,” said Gladaro.

Adonari slowly descended back to the limb he was sitting on.

Gladaro followed and stood back in front of him just as before.

“I don’t think I want to be a part of that. It sounds too risky,” said Adonari.

“What’s risky is not joining the revolution,” Gladaro said.

Before Gladaro could finish, Lucifer appeared behind him from thin air.

Lucifer, being an Archangel, was ten times the size of a Seraphim. Adonari knew him by his scent. Normally angels had no smell but Lucifer was developing a very distinct odor kind of like the smell of one hundred year old manna bread that had crusted old and wet with the heavenly mist.

Lucifer realizing he was too large for conversation reduced his size to Gladaro’s height.

The Son of The Morning Star was as beautiful as the heavens declared. His hair was a flowing auburn mane that reached behind him and rested in the mid blade where his wings joined attached. His outer covering was a soft golden skin for angels wore no clothes. He like the others angels had sexual organs but these remained hidden until they were about to have sex. After the act the organs would disappear again. Angels were forbidden to have sex in heaven and only fallen angels outside of heaven had sex.

Lucifer’s ears were made of circular brass rings that piped music in octaves only the heavenly realm could hear.

But he stopped playing music – the kind that praised The Almighty.

Lucifer’s wings were a pale red for he was an Archangel. They were almost tea rose and the feathers had a stronger grade than those of the Cherubims and Seraphims.

The Cherubims and Seraphims had off-white, cream colored wings.

Lucifer’s face was a beautiful bronze and he had eyes that mesmerized. All angels had noses but without holes for they didn’t breath air in heaven.

The Almighty was their sustenance. The breath of their lives, the glory of The Almighty was.

Lucifer’s neck was tall and kept his head higher above his shoulders.

When he spoke, he sang. The lilt in his voice made even Seraphims tremble with adulation and fear.

Oh, the smooth calm of Lucifer’s voice felt like a cool summer day on Earth resting on a hammock in the white and yellow lily covered prairies of the Serengeti plains sipping chilled lemonade, perfectly sweetened, as the cool breeze swept up and over one’s soul and slowly and gently tickling the leaves of the large Acacia trees that cradled the hammock and breathed coolness between the shade. Lucifer’s whisper teased and seduced the soul into compliance.

“You should listen to him,” said Lucifer staring at Adonari. “You shan’t regret it.”

Lucifer gently brushed Gladaro aside. Gladaro complied.

“I’ll take it from here,” said Lucifer with a smile.

Adonari felt a tremor vibrate his insides with every word dropping from Lucifer’s lips.

“Adonari… Adonari, ugghh. I have never liked those chosen names. I have renamed everyone on my side and I now call you Victor. Yes, Victor it is,” said Lucifer smiling ferociously.

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