Novels by Mari Angel Pain

Olga kicked out another door. Now it's just her, Callum, Vegard, Christophe, Maria, Stefan and just four werewolves. Of the twenty that got in. Many died, and more were lost. Ten more outside. — We need to go back and open the door where Bjorn disappeared!—Maria said suddenly. — I have a very unpleasant feeling...— Callum came back with a very large hook removed from the window. — Just in case...— he said, kicking down the door. There was an absolute emptiness behind the door. Somewhere very far away, the sound of water could be heard. Maria shuddered. — Bjorn! Where are you?!— she shouted in Swedish when she felt her nerves begin to strain. There is no answer. — Bjoorn!—Stefan called his father.— Dad...— — Let's go down.—Callum decided. Everyone grabbed the rope and one by one began to go down there. Long corridors of stone filled with knee-deep water. Or is it... Vegard's shoe has sunk deeply into the muddy muck. — It's blood...— he said softly. — Let's go on, we n

— Kill Wentworth... The future with old fairy tales...—Maria looked out the window.—So where did you meet him? And how many times are we going to kill him?—— Over there, I think...—Christophe pointed.— I was already almost unconscious... But this is it. That place. I am that place. I'm sure of it.—Janssen stopped the car.— Are we going to take the trail now?—There was silence.And this silence was broken by Bjorn's laughter:— How funny you are! But yes, we will take the trail. All together...—Christophe snorted.The fact that he got used to all the oddities of a vampire as white as snow does not mean that he is no longer infuriated by these oddities...***Bjorn was using his power again, and Christophe was sniffing every blade of grass.Fortunately, there weren't many people here...if there were more, someone would have called a special type of hospital long ago and asked if they had lost patients...— Found his smell!— Christophe raises his voice, but not much - after all, he is

Stefan went outside.He really didn't want to stay in four walls, even in such beautiful ones ...Especially since Stefan is very good at running, despite the fact that he recently plumped up ...There was a forest everywhere, a very beautiful northern forest.The nature of Sweden has always been very much loved by Stefan's heart.The guy, walking among the trees, for some reason remembered the Second World War.— ... I'll check if the path is clear and only then I'll call you!— says the father.Wearing a black cape that was the same color as the ground, Bjorn quickly leaves.— Dad, no!— throwing open the door, Stefan runs out of the bunker.— I know you're leaving! The bunker is a safe place, why do we need to leave?—An explosion burns my back, and a bullet enters his chest ...... When the tree was all in bloody tears, Stefan came to his senses.— Hello, son of the snow ghost... Are you the only one here?— a man was sitting behind a big oak tree sharpening a sword.—You don't know me

— Where should I do this?—Maria asked.— Best of all, let's go down into the forest. You can't do it in a room. My remains at home are already out of hand bad, I don't want to lose the remaining home.—Michael leaned against the wall.— Let the kitten stay at home too.—— All right. Mom, take the case and let's go!The vampire waved her hand.The air was compressed and clumped so that it was painful to breathe.The decisive moment of getting rid of the burden has come.The forest belt was small, but it smelled of that primordial spirit of nature.Taking the crown out of the briefcase, Maria put it on the ground.— What to do?—the vampire asked.— Hit the crown with the sword with all your might, what else?—Michael sighed.— You'll feel it if it works.—Maria materialized the sword. For some reason, it was very heavy now.— Michael, can I try it on for now?—the vampire asked. She felt like a fish stranded on dry land when she realized that it was hard for her.Before that, she could lift a

Mathias was tearing something red with his teeth and claws in the room where Maria, Christoph and Bjorn were sleeping.— Well, well...— Bjorn, sitting down in the coffin, pulled the cat to him and selected an improvised toy.—.. It's bad... This is very bad!—Putting Mathias on a chair, Bjorn rushed down the corridor.— Liv!— he calls loudly.— Olivia! Olga!—When he turned the corner, the claws pierced his back.The ancient vampire fell to the floor and lost consciousness for a while more from fear than from pain.In front of him was a huge white wolf.The wound on his back burned very badly, but now the pain has subsided and Bjorn jumped up, pulling a pistol from his belt.The first shot missed its target, but the second one scratched a giant paw.— Who are you?— Bjorn pinned the wolf to the floor with his weight and blocked the paws.—I'm not going to tell that to an ice demon!—The werewolf growled angrily, remaining in animal form.— If you don't want to talk, I think it's not worth

Maria knocked off several stones with a sword.The smell of burning earth spread throughout the bunker.— And how long will I beat stones and pieces of earth in different directions?—she asked.— I'm starting to get tired of training.——Even vampires can get tired...— either asked, or Michael confirmed.— No, it pisses me off...—the vampire sighed.— I thought it would be interesting...—-— This is interesting and should not be. —Sometimes I really think that your mother would be a better fit...Gustavsson said thoughtfully.— Well, no!After swiping her sword across the grindstone, Maria jumped up and hit the training dummy.The plastic was engulfed in flames.— Wow...—Gustavsson whistled.—That's what I've always expected from you... What happened before...—The albino pressed a button into the panel and the dummies floated along the long winding rails.***Training gets more and more tiring every day.Maria barely reached the coffin.— Will you cover me with ice when you get up?— she mu

The next morning, I felt a cool kiss on my cheek, moving down my neck to my shoulder.— Dean... Cold... Such a cold nose like a dog's...— I can feel the kisses going down to my collarbone. — Dean...—I stroke his cheek and take his beautiful pale face in my hands.There was a conditional knock on our door.— Damn it... Scott!—I laughed. — Let's pretend there's no one here.—Dean chuckled.— Guys, I can hear that you're there.—Scott said.—I have very bad news...—***And personally, I do not know whether to attribute this to bad news or to good news - they could not find Rahiel anywhere.And for some reason, a lot of people were sure that he was dead...— We need to check Carolianna's lover, maybe he ate our Rahiel!— someone said in the crowd.— Are you crazy? It's just physically impossible!—I said.— Dean wouldn't be able to swallow a drop of blood from any of us!—— Of course, you're protecting him!— someone said it.— No, I'm telling it like it is! Why would I tell a lie if we were

The beginning of the end began with the most absurd situation that could be. Scott asked me to bring a couple of spears and I went to the armory. At the entrance, I felt a blow to the head, but I did not lose consciousness, but tried to strike back. The back of my head ached wildly, but I tried to kick as best I could. —You don't have to fight, Carolianna, you have to listen...— someone said softly in my ear. I was petrified. This... It was my own voice! — Can I look at you?—I asked. — My goal was to deliver the book to you, not to show up! HP forbade me!— says a voice so similar to mine. A huge handwritten volume, probably made from a household ledger, falls into my hands. — Read it and think about what to do...— my time double pushed me aside and opened a time portal. I managed to notice. It was definitely me, only gray to perfect whiteness. Bringing the spears, I gave one to Scott, the other to Dean, and I sat down on a bench with a book. — And what is this?—Scott turn

I picked up the staff and directed the energy at the target.Oh, I got to the very edge...Unsuccessfully...— Hi, Carolianna.— Rahiel appeared on the threshold.— Well, how are you doing? I'm going to leave on important business, can you keep Scott company? He's very bad at it alone.—his fingers gently touch my hair.I pushed his hand away.— I'll help you. There's no need to reach out to me.—I said.— Rahiel, how's Dean doing? He doesn't want to see me.—— Dean stayed in the security service. He has the opportunity to pass a month's probation period. Maybe he'll get lucky.— voiceRahiel, who was always usually on full neutral, was now just overwhelmed with emotions.I know he doesn't give a damn about Dean.I walked towards the training field.I'll find Dean later.I got it.. I think I've figured out why I'm so drawn to Dean...Scott was waiting for me at the training field. He was sitting on the barrier and looking somewhere into the sky. His beautiful blue eyes,it seemed that they

Scott ran away and... mud splattered his clothes when he fell back into some kind of quagmire of a smaller scale.Hitting the dirt, Scott howled crazily.— Why can't I just do it, why I can't fly?!—he almost shouted.— Scott, don't despair. You just need to focus on it, don't scream and then you will definitely fly.—I told him.— Either fate has shown me a miracle, and now it's laying a pig... I may never fly...—Scott sighed sadly.— And if...—I didn't have time to understand what the man was up to - he ran away from me so quickly. It's even strange - maybe he used magic without even realizing it himself...Dean looked up from the phone and ran after me.I now realized where Scott ran - to a huge, on a human scale, grief... This mountain can kill him before he becomes an angel...— Scott!— I rushed to the guy, but he was already flying down.The wings flew open and Dean almost fell down from surprise.Scott's wings resisted the flow of wind and suddenly lifted him into the air.Oh, go

When we arrived at our house, I left Dean upstairs, and I went with Scott to the basement.— Your first task will be to break a concrete wall.—I show him.—But by magic, not by hands.—— Ugh... Destroy the wall?—Scott drawled.— I hope I won't have to fly...—— Will have a lot...I smiled.— Believe me, it will be fun...—Seeing the continuing bewilderment, I stand next to him and show him.— Thumbs up, line. Then with the second hand across, as if you were drawing a cross.—Scott smiled again when he got it right.He has such a radiant and open smile. It disarms...— Great...—I say, trying not to start smiling from his smile either.— The next exercise ...—***When the next morning came, our angel was already sleeping peacefully.— Ugh, my fingers hurt!—I sat down on the couch next to Dean.— Aren't you bored here?—Damn it, how I want to touch him! — I try not to sleep. All sorts of abominations start to get into my head,— Dean smiled.—but then pull them out very difficult...—— And what

As you know, angels are at the head of the good mortal world, and demons rule the ball in hell. But the angels are not as kind as the people of the church have always made them out to be. The human race is not so important to them. And now, in their wars for our souls, they have completely forgotten about us. But people like me don't consider themselves to be ordinary people. We live twice, and sometimes three times more than ordinary people are allowed to live. Our society is called the priests of Ultima. That's all we want to tell about our world...*** Let's start with me. I'm already over eighty, but I don't look older than twenty. I look like those ordinary girls who walk the streets by the hundreds. But to this I can tell you the oldest murdered phrase - do not judge a book by its cover. Take a look at my first and last name-Carolianna Epixfire. It looks like something strange, like a spell from silly newspapers. We have everyone here with strange names. For example

Watching the house turned out to be too easy.Eden rubbed his eyes, looking up from the telescope.— It would be better if he just didn't invent this terrible device...—Detective Mills sighed.— My eyes are already hurting...—— You with glasses would be simply irresistible, it would be super. —Roxanne smiled.— I will not lose my sight step by step, my visual modules will burn out immediately.—Eden picked up the mug.— Not herbal?—— What are you, darling, I won't drink such filth and I won't spoil your stomach with it!—Eden laughed.— By the way, Rox... And how is our dear Marcel? You didn't ask him to work together?—Eden asked.— Marcel... Marcel is busy with his wife and work. I would like to be with him more often myself... Here we go again. Again we start behaving with each other as if we are strangers. I am... Eden... How do you feel about me?—Roxy asked.— Roxanne, I am... I love you very much.My whole heart is calling to you... It seems to me that I am always ready to look at

Tom Nelson didn't have time to slow down at the hospital in time.The jeep crashed into a fallen door and the whole thing smells very bad ...With an effort pushing the blocked door, the man looked around.Apparently, it's better to climb through the windshield ...His head hurt a lot from hitting the steering wheel.It seems that even this pain is echoing in my ears...— Laurel!— the man shouts.The wife's name echoes in my head.Removing the overgrown bangs from his face, Tom tried to get as far away from his car as possible.And just in time - the fire took care of her very quickly.Taking off his shirt, Tom picked up a bottle of water from the floor, soaked his shirt and made a bandage on his face.A loud explosion is heard very close.Tom closes his eyes so they don't get knocked out by some rocks.According to his daughter's message, Tom realized that the oins were very close to each other.Laurel was holding her hand over the wound in her stomach.— Laura... Let's get out of he

Steep ascents, steep descents - it's more like rides than a gateway.Roxanne ran as if the whole pack of hellhounds were chasing her. The cord from the charger fluttered behind her, the light bulb cries out that the device was turned off as soon as possible.— Roxanne! Roxy! Don't run so fast, there are too many roads around the corners! Heck!—Marcel was already breathing like a hunted horse.For some reason, it seemed to Eden that if the Frenchman stopped, he would die.It was as if something had suddenly knocked the girl off her feet. Roxy fell to the asphalt, there were even drops of blood on the stones.Eden picked her up and held her tight.Roxy tried to restrain her internal infected impulses by inhaling his scent.How young... What a sweet...— Eden... I just fell, it's okay...—she whispered.The girl got to her feet, looking into incredibly beautiful huge gray eyes. As if the clouds and the stars in the sky ...— There is nothing to stand still.— she said a little more sternly

2070. The pain in his head makes him wake up. In the whole city, it is possible that on the whole planet, this bed is not plastic and without a single electrical element. The lamp ran out of charge, so he had to sleep so little. The skinny guy stretched out on the bed and ran his hand over his face and short-cropped hair. Huge, disproportionate gray eyes squinted in the morning light. HISS-a home individual smart system, to which he gave the name Roderick, turned on. Eden Mills was British, there was British order and discipline in everything. At the age of 22, the guy has already managed a lot ... The morning begins with cereal, coffee and two "Wake up-24" tablets. They make his mouth sour. — Incoming call, incoming call...—Roderick repeated monotonously. — Accept...—Eden yawns wearily. — Detective Mills, hello. I'm contacting you from Hollis Center. I have a most interesting case for you. From a friend of mine who has already contacted you, I learned that the problems of co

Julie came in a thin metallic sweater that looked like a fancy sweater.— This... Is this really it?—Clarissa asked.— What a nightmare...—Joel flinched when Clarissa showed him her fist.— Come on, Clary, there's nothing wrong with that. This is a chain mail made of white dragon scales. It is very difficult to create such a defense item, not everyone can tear off the scales of a dragon, not kill it and stay alive herself... And the dragon must accept you. If he does not accept it, the scales immediately crumble and it is impossible to restore it...—***They stepped into the portal one by one.— Are you sure you're ready?—Jack asked when they were on the other side of the portal.— I know what to do, but whether I'm sure or not, what's the difference?—Clarissa said.

Brooklyn Mercury took pills before falling asleep, so he didn't see the self-explosion, he only saw the consequences.There was a huge hole next to him, his head was hanging down.Brooklyn stared down in fright, screamed in horror and began to pull himself up on his hands to regain his balance.The heart is pounding painfully against the tight rib cage, breathing can not even out in any way.Now Brooke is scared...— Mercury, get up!— someone is shouting.Brooklyn looks up.— Follow me, Mercury.— says the orderly, pointing a gun at him.— You know you can't kill death with a gun.—Brooklyn says, trying to hide his fear right away.— And you don't even have enough enchanted bullets for me!—— My bullets are made of divine steel.— says the orderly.— They'll kill a bastard like you soundly.—Brooklyn snorted loudly and stood up.— And what will you do?—he asked in a drawl.—There are a lot of cracks, will you throw me down?—— Why throw it off? The management will kill everyone who was sitt

In the morning, Julie immediately started packing. "Pack" is even too calmly said.Realizing that no one could see her emotions now, Julie threw her scattered things into her bag, still trying to hold back tears.Logan woke up.— We're leaving, right?—he asked.— Yes. Wake Jack and Clarissa up, and I'll get some fresh air...—Julie jumped out the door, took a cigarette out of the pack and struck a lighter.The igniter painted with runes misfired after misfire.In a rage, Julie threw the lighter on the asphalt and began to cry.— Honey...—Logan looked out.— I noticed since yesterday that something is wrong with you. What did this Clarissa tell you?—— You... Logan, your journey ends. You're going to die soon.— Julianna Morales has never felt such bitter pain.—Logan, we've only been together for a few years...—Julie cried.— It shouldn't end like this...—Three women were on their way to the motel.— Back to the room, Logan!—Julie ordered.— I can help you!—Logan froze on the threshold.

The two of them were sitting in a cafe and looking through a stack of newspapers and magazines they had bought.— I don't even know who wrote such articles, psychos or just people with a rich imagination. "A crowd of girls with wings flew out of the woods.—Jack chuckled.— What?—Clarissa clutched a piece of newspaper in her hand.— What did you just say?—— Girls with wings.— despite the fact that Jack Cassidy had a hearty breakfast, he was eating a pie now. But Clarissa 's fright makes his appetite gone.— Burning crows. I know them, believe me, this is not nonsense and not a fantasy. I was one of them.—Clarissa called the waiter and orderedcola.Even head ached from fear.— Give me your laptop, Jack.—Clary took the flashcard pendant from her neck, connected it to her laptop, and entered the password.—Here... Look...—She turned the laptop towards Jack.— Just look at the text document I opened, and don't touch the other files.—The pendant in the form of a pentagram with the sigil of

They changed cars before leaving the bunker.The car that Jack Cassidy loaded to capacity with a charmed weapon was about three times larger.— Joel, have you ever driven a truck?—Jack asked.— What are you? No... There are no such acquaintances in my life... My life is generally uninteresting...—Joel sighed.— This car has an engine almost like a truck. Take my seat, Joel. You're driving now.—Jack stopped the car.— No, now is not the time to learn to drive...—Joel felt Clarissa's hand.Strangely, the coolness gave confidence.— Joel... It is unknown which of us will stay...—Clarissa buried her face in his hair.— I don't want to lose you so much...—Joel turned and kissed the witch's hand.— Yes. Now...—He went out the door, walked around the car and got into Jack's seat.— Show me what you need.—***It seemed that nothing had changed in the city at all. But at the same time, something was wrong...— Do you feel it, Clary? And you, Joel?—Jack asked.— Something's wrong... I just can't

A thin silhouette was slowly walking towards the house where Jack And Clarissa were staying.He was swaying violently, as if he was about to fall.— Joel!—Clarissa shuddered, clearly feeling the presence.There was a soft, rhythmic knock on the library window.Clary felt her knees tremble.Strange, why would she be afraid of Joel? It's definitely him!A thin silhouette appeared in the window against the background of the moon.— Clary... Clary!— when Joel flew into the house through the window, the vampire witch immediately jumped up and hugged the guy.—Clary, I feel so bad... I'm ready to lose consciousness...—— Joel, Joel! You won't pass out...—Clarissa buried her fingers in his fiery hair.— My beloved...—— Claire, I'm cold...—Joel croaked...—Taking out a blanket, Clarissa hugs her lover, wraps him up and rubs him quickly.— Quiet, my dear... Oh, my God, how icy you are... I'll examine you now, and then I'll try to warm you up...—There were almost no wounds on the body, Clary lo