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She was the biggest angel Tommy had ever seen. Seven feet tall with wide shoulders and massive wings. It wasn't until he killed her that he realized she was different. She didn't have claws. Or fangs. And she was beautiful, the kind of beauty that made you want to grab your rosary and a drink and thank God you were still alive.

It had been a hundred years since the Storms had nearly wiped out humanity and turned the world into a desolate wasteland. Worse, the angels had come with them. Fanged creatures that terrorized what was left of the human race.If you had the guts, if you could stop your hands from shaking,they could be killed. Most people didn't have the guts. Most people let the ugly get to them.

Tommy wasn't most people.

He'd come back from the city to raise his daughter, but when the creature had swooped down out of the red sun and slaughtered eleven people, including his little girl, everything changed. They'd made him Sheriff because they were scared. Because they knew he could kill them.

But now,he wasn't sure. The giant angel was dead, courtesy of his sawed off shotgun, the same gun he now pointed at the child standing beside the body. No claws. No fangs. Just like her mother. Just like his daughter.

Tommy paused, then raised his gun.

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It had been a hundred years since the angels brought the Storms that nearly wiped out humanity. Only one great city on the West Coast remained. As the decades passed, the people thought they were safe.  


They were wrong. 


The angels returned, slaughtering a third of the city and enslaving the rest. Cale "Sendz" Edsen was one of the few soldiers who survived, but he could not escape the horror of what he'd seen. Of what he'd failed to do. 


For nine months he had lived out of a bottle, drifting into the alleys of the Empty Gate, the roughest and most vile part of the city, the only section yet to be swallowed by the angels. 

He thought his life was over. Until he'd killed one of the angels with his bare hands. Hands that were stronger than they should have been. Hands that mirrored the creature he'd just killed. 


Now Sendz must find a way to redeem his past failures.

 

But the angels know who he is. What he is. And they're coming for him.