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[ANGELS] chapter 38. blooded

Wheezing, Jenny crawled over a large chunk of the ceiling, feeling like a struggling bug. Rods stuck out of the crumbling chunk’s side, and she almost laughed. She'd been lucky to land where she did, lucky not to get skewered again. Though lucky wasn't quite the word she'd use right now.

The wall had buckled, as well as the ceiling, when the energy erupted. She’d been flung into the hallway, her armor and her skin searing as though struck by a burning wind. She'd rolled out of the w...

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[ANGELS] chapter 37. what wriggles in the rubble

Agony exploded through Jenny. She felt like she'd been punched in the gut, then kicked several times before one of the large angels stomped on her. Her wound was fizzing. Like soda, but it wasn't a carbonated drink, it was her insides bubbling and hissing.

She coughed up blood; she'd screamed so violently that she was sure her lungs ruptured or worse. The popping sounds in her chest were not promising, and a steady pressure spread throughout her chest. It felt like she was drow...

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[ANGELS] chapter 36. pop

Jenny repeated the words silently to herself, trying to get them to sink in. I'm going to cut off his legs. She hated this. Hated she had to do this. Hated that she wasn’t sure if she was trembling with hunger or disgust or fear. But it was the only way. And they'd be able to restore his limbs anyway, right? They would just need enough Energy for the right potion or whatever else they can come up with.

More angels were going to show up. There would be more and more fighting u...

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[ANGELS] chapter 35. older sibling

She wanted to eat the dead Imperfect Angel's flesh. Wanted to chew through the black covering of its skull and taste its brain matter. Her stomach twisted with a gaping violent hunger; her mouth watered as she stared into its lifeless white eyes. The sounds of the babies tearing and chewing and swallowing only drove her ravenous insanity further.

Swallowing the excess spittle, she knelt slowly, her lips nearing the angel's ruined face. Its black covering had lost its shine. It seemed du...

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chapter 34. a cry for help

Jenny pointed in the direction the shouting had come from with her shield. “Someone’s there,” she said.

The girl nodded and went ahead, moving lithely as she stepped over rubble and climbed over a table, her knife at the ready.

Still using her rod like a walking stick, Jenny followed as quickly as she could. She hobbled around the table and smashed large chunks of debris into bits with her rod. Empty sacs squished beneath her boots. The babies trailed behind her, sucking on ...

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chapter 33. crawling over the rubble

Would the babies give more Energy than the sacs did in the stairwell? After all, they were birthed already and crawling about. She swallowed the lump in her throat. Her body was falling apart, she had to be very nearly without blood. Her heartbeat felt faint, and the gurgling babies wouldn't stop staring at her. What if she ate them?

She looked down at the first one and shuddered from that intrusive thought. Its eyes searched her own as it sucked on its bloody thumb. The suckin...

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chapter 32. a circular steel rod

A circular steel rod, roughly an inch in diameter and corrugated so that her blood glistened down its spiraling ridges, jutted out from her stomach. Jenny felt a sharp sensation in her lower right side. It reminded her of the random stabbing pains she used to get, wondering if it was finally appendicitis, but then it would turn out to be trapped gas in her intestines. It was seriously odd, sensing pain without feeling pain.

She coughed up blood then rested her head back on the concrete ...

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chapter 31. valescent light

Notes: Changing the color of the Imperfect Angel's covering in the library from blue to orange. In the previous Susan chapter, it turned blue after killing Alan and evolving. Changing it to orange to distinguish it from what's going on in Jenny's chapters!!!
Also, forgive me for any mistakes pls, it's 3 am and i thought i'd finish chapter 32 as well. That's waiting to be rewritten, but chapter 31 ended up growing from 1900 words to almost 3000 and i am beat lo...

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chapter 30. severed spirit

I actually wrote this chapter. Got halfway through the rewrite/edit. Hated it. Scrapped it. Wrote it again. Then rewrote it. But it's done. And I continue forward. (Though I get the feeling I'll be fine tuning some more when I post to RR 💀) I hope you enjoy it <3 Working on the next few chapters nowwwwww

The Imperfect Angel continued sucking Jenny's blood through her ruined nose. The lightheadedness intensified with each suck, and the taste of the creature's spit...

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chapter 29. hesitations

Once, on her way to school, a tragic incident disrupted subway services all over the city. Someone had jumped onto the tracks.

Jenny waited nearly an hour at their station for a train. When it finally arrived, every single car was already packed. Yet everyone waiting at the station, to get to school or to get to work, forced their way inside. Nobody waited for the next train in New York City; it was always rush, rush, rush.

The swelling tide of people forced her into the ...

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chapter 28. the cocoon

Hi, I'm so, so sorry for the delay... I got slammed with a family emergency and my mental health has been all over the place. I ended up wrting this and the next chapter too many times, and... well im no good with overthinking.
But I pushed through, and got a lot done over the past few days, and now i'm sharing both 28 and 29 with you! (which ended up totalling about 5000 words between them lol) also wrote 30, though it needs to be rewritten, and am very excit...

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chapter 27. broken teeth

Her helmet and armor and shield rattled against the floor as the Imperfect Angel dragged Jenny out of the teacher's lounge. Her eyes rolled toward the back of her head. She struggled to stay conscious, but her vision blurred and faded and came back. She couldn't swallow; her teeth were stuck in the back of her throat, each one piercing her in a different place, sending shooting pains into her ears from inside her mouth.

She was too terrified to swallow the pooling saliva and blood. It t...

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chapter 26. a fight in the teacher's lounge

She was covered in dust and chunks of the ceiling. Groaning, Jenny tried to get up. Her core strained, her teeth clenched. But she collapsed, breathless. Her head ached maddeningly.

Smoke rose from between her teeth. The wooden door of the teacher's lounge was folded beneath her; she and the door had crashed into the fridge, knocking it against the wall, which, upon impact, cracked. The ceiling had caved in slightly, chairs and books and bits of plaster and wood had rained down like an ...

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[short story] the girl in the basket

this was a story i wrote a few years ago. a bit nsfw though so... avert your eyes if you're shy ♥


I did something dumb and overslept in the park. It was dark when I shuddered awake. The hum and rumble of traffic still flowed through the crisp night air. It was much colder now with the sun gone. I sat up and hugged my knees. This was my secret spot, hidden from the rest of the city by hedges and trees. I shivered, and I couldn’t tell if it was from the co...

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chapter 25. fortification

The hallway melted away; her peripheral vision blurred and faded till all that remained was the target. She threw all her focus at the muscular black form of the angel, willing her body forward, propelling herself with nothing more than the desire to move at the speed of sound.

She rocketed towards the creature; Jenny's shield smashed into the Imperfect Angel's back. The impact flashed like a bolt of lightning. Cracks spread through the angel's covering, and in that same instant, the cr...

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[angels] chapter 24. rematch

The hatchet caught the Imperfect Angel on its collarbone with a resounding clang. Its black covering cracked with the impact, but that was as far as her hatchet went.

Screeching, the angel leaped back before the edge of her hatchet could cut any deeper. There was no blood. The angel's tendrils swished madly over its head as it hissed, clutching its collarbone, a furious expression on its face.

Fuck. She hadn't expected that. She'd hoped to hit it hard enough quickly, mayb...

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[angels] chapter 23. toward the chemistry wing

Jenny dashed forward, far more quickly than she’d anticipated or intended to, and pressed the flat of her palm against the door, forcing it shut. 

It was a sudden, lightning-quick step that took her by surprise. One instant she was by the closet. The next, she stood right in front of Miriam whose hand was still on the doorknob, who stared at Jenny with a shocked look of disbelief.

Exhaling slowly and looking into Miriam’s green eyes, Jenny shook her head. “Don’t go ou...

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[angels] chapter 22. inside the closet

What’s going on? She held her breath, shining the light on every chunk of flesh, every bloody smear on the wall and floors. The leg beside the classroom door was covered in a long sock that went up to the knee. On the foot was a leather shoe. The thigh was bare and led to the exposed red flesh, darkened around the edges.

Eve? thought Jenny, turning away from the leg and inspecting the rest of the hall. At the end was the central area where all the hallways connected,...

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[short story] an offering to the sea


A short story I wrote a while ago. It's unrelated to angels, but it's got hungry monsters, and I hope you enjoy ♥


Tana removes her white scarf when the monsters climb down from the hilltop. She has her fur-lined coat open in case she has to run. She wants them to smell her, the menstrual blood on her clothes, and the remnant aches of the fever she’d survived. This will make them unsteady. The cold races down the hills with the monsters who gli...

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ALL HIS ANGELS ARE STARVING

Thought I'd make a little synopsis post to baptize this place. Though I'll update this post when I'm less sleep-deprived with more info on my inspirations for the story.

Here is the new blurb for the story:

It's kill or be eaten.
Jenny has enough problems: her crazy mother, graduation and prom, and an embaressing crush on her best friend.
But when a freak earthquake rips her high school out of New York, &nbs...

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