Of Angels and Demons

Book 2: The Archangel Wars

by Jonathan Yanez

Genres: Fantasy action & adventure; Paranormal; Urban Fantasy; Mystery; General Fiction; Horror; Romance; Science Fiction; Thrillers

Synopsis

Alan thought all his questions had been resolved. Boy, was he wrong. Because his fate goes deeper than anyone could imagine.

Those he trusts most haven't revealed the whole truth. Now, a voice promising answers is calling.

In an ancient tradition of life and death, he may find his true purpose. If the demons don't kill him first.

If you like supernatural thrillers, this is the series for you.

Release date: July 10, 2024

Publisher: Archimedes Books

Print pages: 271

Sample

“Nothing? You’re sure? They didn’t find anything?”

“No, we visited the six other sites.” The room’s silence grew in volume. Alan waited for any positive news. “Alan, there was nothing there. Perhaps you misunderstood Jacob. You were knocked unconscious. Maybe you’re misremembering—”

“No,” Alan said. He looked at the leader of the Death Angels in frustration. Desperation for the answers he sought but couldn’t find was slowly turning to anger. “That’s what he said. He told me to train and get ready because something worse was coming. He said to turn to the six remaining Wonders of the Ancient World for answers. You must have overlooked something.” 

Seraphim raised an eyebrow. “I understand how eager you are for closure. Still, can be no answers where there are none to be found, no matter how hopeful you are.”

Alan shook his head, sending his shoulder-length blond hair into a frenzy. “I should have gone myself. I should never have let you and the Death Angels search for me.”

“We all agreed it was the best course of action. You were to stay here and train under Angelica’s and Michael’s supervision while we scoured the remaining sites for clues.”

Alan took a deep breath in through his nose, then let it out slowly through his mouth. Anger at the situation, not at Seraphim, was becoming too much for him to contain. “Yeah, that was the plan, wasn’t it? Well, Michael’s been around as much as our deceased friend Jacob. He’s too concerned with Ardat and her sentence to be of any help. Angelica is doing what she can, but I don’t even know what I am. I’m back to square one. I have no idea why I have wings when I shouldn’t. I have no idea what I’m becoming.”

“I understand your concern, my friend, but patience—”

“If you tell me that patience is a virtue right now, I’m going to lose it.”

“And if you interrupt me again, I’m going to teach you a lesson in manners, with my fist.”

Alan held Seraphim’s stare for longer than he should have. “I need some air.”

“Yes, you should go.”

Alan left the warehouse conference room, headed for the exit. Irritation's heat reached for every point of his body. Stalking down the hall, he almost shoulder-checked Danielle as she walked out of the kitchen. 

“Whoa, there,” Danielle said, fumbling with her peanut butter-covered toasted bagel. “Take it easy, Price, you almost downed my breakfast.” One look at Alan told Danielle all she needed to know. “Hey, are you okay?”

“Define, ‘okay.’”

Toasted bagel in her right hand, Danielle readjusted her glasses with her left. “You know … okay. Do you need anything? Did something happen? Is there anything I can do?”

“I need answers. Nothing’s happening, and unless you can tell me why I have blue wings or what Jacob meant in my dream, then no.”

“Hey, you don’t have to be a jerk about it.”

Alan shook his head. “I’m sorry; it’s not your fault.” He moved past Danielle without another word, leaving the warehouse through the front door.