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He charges toward the portal entrance alongside a wave of pure black from the darkest souls in all of Hell. They eat through the light and shake the world. But the light steals away the darkness, leaving him exposed until it swallows him whole.
“Everyone, attack at once! On my command,” Kase snaps, his voice booming through the air. “Don’t let these fuckers close the portal. Keep pushing. We have to break the realm. If we don’t, they will get in.”
Kase, Cassius, Lucian, and Elias stand together, each gathering their own power. I watch as Elias charges forward first, expanding his wings and creating a light shield for the devils. He hollers, and I gasp at the sensation of his pain stabbing through me as if it’s my own.
He vanishes in the light, and I scream out. It’s as if Heaven claimed him, and he can’t escape the pure souls.
None of my devils can.
I stand frozen, screaming for them to fight, but there’s nothing they can do.
The pure souls crash into them.
All I see is pure light.
Chapter 23
RAVEN
Worlds Collide
THE SHOCK OF electricity strikes my middle, and I watch it bounce back to the invisible barrier, separating me from the men I love. The world quakes as a crack crawls up the veil, sending the light through to me.
I gasp, my eyes widening in shock as it spills out from me. I expect to turn into pure energy. I expect for it to devour me and instead of relocating me, I feel as if my end is here. Heaven has won.
But pain doesn’t swell through me.
Peace does.
The pure souls fill me up unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, washing away my pain and anguish. My grief and desperation. The energy crackles across my skin, sending my hair floating in static. It gives me the strength to push against the veil harder. Swinging my arm, I punch my fist against it, and the plane explodes in light and shadow.
I hop back at the energy swirling like a tornado, gathering and moving toward me as if I’m drawing it in.
My whole body buzzes as the first wave hits me. It’s as if it’s water and I’m a sponge. I absorb the pure light of the souls and fill my very being with them. But that’s not it. I gather my courage and take a step forward, crossing from my plane into the Mortal Realm. I stand between Hell and the angelic army. The first line of angels gather light in their palms, their features sharp and angry as they see me for the first time.
They want me. I can see it on their faces. They’re going to try to take me this very second.
My rage gets the best of me, and I hold my arms out, summoning power from my very core, built from the pure light of souls and the pitch-black energy from Hell. I thrust the power at the angels, and shouts and wails fill the air. Their figures implode in crackling white light that sparkles through the air like glittering confetti. But it doesn’t hit the ground. It catches on an invisible wave of energy and crashes into me, knocking me to the ground. The intensity of the power burns over my skin and lights me up. I become a vessel as if my soul turns tangible and sucks up every bit of the divine energy. It flows through my core, tingling across my skin, and I close my eyes and embrace it. I imagine gathering it up and filling my heart with it. I imagine it tethering me to this world, so I never leave again. I imagine it tethering me to the devils and Elias. To the universe and everything in it.
A shock of electricity steals my breath away, and my body arches as I float in my form created by my angel-kissed soul and the energy I have siphoned from all of existence.
The world turns white again, and I stand in absolute purity. I should be afraid. I should try to cast the light away with the darkness lingering inside me, but something holds me back. This place isn’t Heaven. It isn’t the Mortal Realm or Hell either. It’s a plane created for me. It’s made from the energy and from everything that life has taught me, manifesting a sanctuary that protects me instead of imprisons me.
And then I feel it. I feel the light wrapping around me and pulling at my center, dragging me forward, connecting my soul. It’s hard to explain, but it feels as if I’m being guided in a specific direction like I’m intended to follow this path now materializing before me. The holographic rainbow road leads into a wall of pure prism light, the colors so beautiful that it’s all I can think about in this moment. I’ve never seen something so spectacular in my life apart from the moment I laid my eyes on my twins.
This particular light, sparkly and full of colors beyond the human spectrum, reminds me of the love I carry for my babies even though I haven’t had time with them in the living world. It reminds me of what we fight for in Hell. It reminds me of how beautiful the world can be with balance. It’s not about light or dark or black or white. It’s not about gray. It’s about the vibrant color of every emotion and every feeling. Every life and every ounce of energy created from coming together as one.
A figure stands within the light. Its silhouette a striking darkness as it spreads its wings. But it doesn’t scare me. I recognize it. It’s me. The silhouette is my reflection shining back at me from the rainbow world.
And holy fucking shit.
Stretching out my arm, I graze my fingers over the silhouette of my angelic being, and energy ignites inside me.
The world jostles and I feel myself flying, but I don’t know how I’m doing it. It’s as if my soul travels through time and space and existence only to throw me out in the Mortal Realm. It sets me down in the place where Heaven and Hell collide in the mortal world.
I land in a crouch, digging my fingers into the soft grass. The universe breathes life back into my very being. All of my pain and anguish vanish, and all I can think about is humanity. All I can think about are the worlds colliding in an unnecessary war.
I gather power, spinning to look at the angels staring at me in utter shock. The ground shakes beneath my feet, and the angelic army suddenly vanishes in a flash of light.
