The adamantine blade flares red off concrete. Brimstone afterscent. Infernal ( Read more... )

Never seen the Boss look so… defeated. Not even after the actual Fall ( Read more... )

The audit is becoming more uncomfortable by the minute ( Read more... )

They tore off her wings, but now she is armed. She sees sunlight beyond the doors: Heaven, her home. But Lucifer stands in her way. “Angela,” he says, “put down the scalpel ( Read more... )