Dark Angel Part 9 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 9

... wide. “What?” He winced when he realized his voice echoed down the tunnel from how loud he’d bellowed. Seth swung around, his body stiff and fists clenched. “Fuck, Ash. Think you can keep it down to a dull roar?” “Sorry,” Ashriel murmured. “Did I hear you right? Did you say someone was trying to release Dava’s other from the realm of reflections?” “You heard me right,” Seth replied turning to walk again. Ashriel quickened his pace, his heart slamming hard against his ribs over what Seth had just revealed. “But how? Is that even possible? Who could be powerful enough…?” He scowled, halting his flow of words. All the Alpha Angels together had enough power to do such a blasphemous act. Davariel’s other would be Davariel’s complete opposite, evil incarnate. “I know what you’re thinking. We are not out to destroy the universe.” “But you can,” Ashriel accused. “If we destroy the universe, we’d destroy ourselves.” “Devon is immortal.” Seth stopped and turned to stare at Ashriel. He stepped up close to the weretigri. “His essence is that of a divine angel. He and his son. If he takes your mind over, you won’t care whether or not you live or die. He cannot die. His physical body will perish with this realm but his essence will live on in a different realm. Ainrodon.” Seth remained quiet for a moment. “Won’t that eventually happen anyway? Someday this realm will come to pass.” “We don’t know that, Seth. Only the Divine one knows if and when. The Divinity created all of this. For all we ...

... know, we might just be an idea come to life within his and her mind.” Seth cheeks rose as if he were smiling. “Like some wild crazy story?” Ashriel grinned back, but then his expression soured. “If it were a story, I wish for a happy outcome. Let’s find Anniel. I need to hold her.” They moved forward. Ashriel’s boots were covered with squashed bugs after a while, and he had to kick at a few brave rodents that attempted to scurry over his feet. At least the tunnel was wider now. It spanned about twenty feet all around. Other tunnels branched out from it and every once in a while Seth would veer off in a different direction. Ashriel only hoped he knew his way back out, because he felt lost after so many turns. They also passed a few groups of humanoids. Thankfully, they were ignored. Ashriel’s heart clenched seeing smaller rag-covered shapes. Children. There were misshapen children in the tunnels too. How could this society, that boasted so much technology, have citizens living in such deplorable conditions? Seth stopped and began feeling a wall. “What?” Ashriel prodded when he continued to run his hands along the metal grommets on the wall. “There’s a secret passage around here.” Ashriel was loath to touch wall with all the insects crawling all over it, but his desire to find Anniel had him gritting his teeth and feeling along the grommets as well. Bugs kept trying to crawl up his arms and he shook them off in disgust, glad he wore vinyl gloves to his elbows. The nasty things ...