The Radio Angel
(predictable woman is predictable. sigh.)
Oh no that's perfect because it's the one I'm most excited about rn (and we're putting up the first few chapters like real soon, just a bit of editing to do and I'm doing a ~c o v e r a r t~
Here's a snippet:
No one had any time to react. The moment after the air shifted, the darkness was pierced by a shocking green light.
Husk and Niffty both let out startled cries, and Angel could only stare in horror at the green chains trailing from their throats, heavy collars clasped around their necks. They were extending across the lobby, through the wall, angled far upwards. But then the chains were shaking, growing taut with insane tension.
And then, they shattered.
Husk and Niffty both fell to their knees, Husk then collapsing entirely, Niffty breathing fast and hard. Both of them were grasping at their necks. The green glow faded completely, the chains gone, the darkness lifting. Even the scent faded away, leaving them alone with an empty feeling.
The silence only lasted for a few seconds. “Husk!!” Cherri shouted, shattering the emptiness as she vaulted over the bar, knocking the little tray to the ground, the glass shattering against the wood floor.
“…Alastor…” Angel knew what those chains meant. And he recognized the color, as well. And the direction the chains had been going… his mind flooded with dread as he shoved away from the bar and vaulted to his feet, running for the front door. “ALASTOR!!”
“Angel! Wait!!” Charlie cried, but he completely ignored her as he slammed through the door and skidded on the pavement before he managed to change direction and ran for the left side of the building. He jumped, reaching the first balcony, then jumped again to the third floor exterior, before he began scrambling his way up the side of the building.
No. No, this isn’t happening. You’re fine. Nothing happened. The extermination is over. You’re okay. I know you are. You always are. You promised I could…
This is from Chapter One. Everything gets better from here, and isn't painful and full of delicious angst at all.













