Book IV – By An Angel’s Grace




Tab and Addy have eared a much deserved rest and a chance to explorer the romantic aspect of their relationship. Of course, Lucifer has other plans – including being hell bent on revenge.

This novella is 18+ for sexual content that was otherwise left out of the previous three books.





“You two need some much needed time off,” Gabriel said and winked one of her bright blue eyes in my direction.

“I don’t know what we’re going to do,” Tab told her and I smiled, hefting my pack onto my shoulders.

“I know what I’d like to do,” I said.

“Oh?” Tab turned to look at me as he adjusted the collar on his long black coat.

“Yeah. I’d like to go for a drive. Just go, find someplace I’ve never been and take a few days, you know? Too bad my car is toast.”

“Mm, I have a better idea anyway,” Gabriel said with a wicked grin. She let a keychain dangle from her hand and tossed it to me. I caught it and before I could look, another flash of metal sailed past me for Tab to catch.

“What’s this for?” I asked.

“Come down and look,” she said and without seeing if we would follow, left out of the room Tab and I had shared at the frat house that wasn’t a frat house and wandered up the hall.

We trailed her, Tab and I exchanging bewildered looks, all the way to the frat house front door. Gabriel opened it, and leaned against the doorframe her arms crossed nonchalantly under her breasts. She raised her eyebrows and I laughed, just at the same time that Tab declared a dubious “No!”

Two shiny motorcycles waited, parked at the curb. Harley-Davidson’s if I had to guess from here, which wasn’t exactly my first choice in bike. I liked my bikes like I liked my cars, fast and Japanese, but I wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

“Oh, my god! This is the best idea ever.” I looked at Tab who looked decidedly less thrilled than I did.

“Oh, come on!” I cried.

“Adelaide just because you are immune to death, does not –“

“Mean I’m immune to debilitating injury,” I finished with him and rolled my eyes. “What, are you telling me you don’t know how to ride?”

“I know how, though I admit, it has been quite some time…”

“Yeah how long?” I asked stepping out under Seattle’s overcast skies.

“The fifties, or was it the sixties, Tab?” Gabriel tapped one long fingernail against her lips. I looked back at her.

“There you go again,” I complained.

“Not my fault you’re just a wee widdle baby,” she mocked. I gave her a one-fingered salute and laughing, stepped off the front steps and took the broken pathway to the street.


Smart girl, she left everything on. I couldn’t see what was happening, but heard it just fine, including a familiar voice, as Addy was unholstering her .45’s.

“Oh come now, Addy. You won’t need those. I’m far too powerful for them to have any effect.” Lucifer’s voice. I’d thought, even hoped, that after all of the recent fighting, and escalation to near warfare between Heaven and Hell, he’d take the time to see to his own damaged realm, and I might have some downtime. That obviously wasn’t to be. We’d thought it was the start of a vacation, but I was going to have to be a soldier again, for at least a little longer.

“What the fuck do you want?” Addy demanded.

“I want Tabbris to have precisely what I have, which is not what I wanted!” He’d wanted Iaoel, the Angel of Visions, and my ex. He’d gotten precisely that, but she’d lost her gift for prophecy along the way. I should have expected Lucifer to try and gain a measure of revenge, but risking the wrath of the host in a fit of pique didn’t seem like him. Either way, I had to move quickly. I had her location for the moment, now that the GPS had finished spinning and recalculating, but it wouldn’t last long before Lucifer realized he was being eavesdropped on, and I’d lose my chance to catch up — or have to go back into Hell after her.

I wasn’t sure where she was, or how much attention I might draw. Thankfully, we’d been on a bike trip together. I was flying before, but the Harley I’d been using wasn’t far away. It only took a moment to collect it; just in case. Besides, as I listened, gaining a better idea of the noises of demons around her, I got an idea.

I gunned the Harley, picking up speed and starting to focus on the coordinates. I put in a last, quick call to Gabriel as I picked up speed.

“Lucifer has Addy, going after her.” I didn’t wait for a response.

The bike and I faded out of existence in one spot, and reappeared in Death Valley Junction. No one could say Lucifer didn’t have a sense of drama.



Text Copyright © 2017 A.J. Downey
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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