Angels and Monsters Teaser

Emmett is taking too long to get back, Alice thought to me. James is already on edge and if Emmett is not back in the next ten minutes…Wait…never mind. Emmett strolled in five minutes later, his mind so sad at leaving Rosalie and angry at the situation he was in. He hated being away from his mate, but abhorred pretending he was allied to James, Victoria, Laurent and Victoria. I was about to ask Emmett, mentally, if he was okay when James opened his ugly mouth.

“Where were you?” James snarled. “You were to deliver a message. Not have tea with them.” He punched Emmett in the face, causing him to fly through the wall and into the kitchen. James growled, pinching his nose. Emmett got up from the rubble, covered in dust and pieces of drywall. “We need to make sure that the fucking Cullen’s and Isabella’s mate do not survive this. How did they message, Emmett?”

“They took it fine. They’ll be there,” Emmett said, glaring at James.

“Good,” James said. “How many newborns do we have?”

“Roughly thirty,” Victoria answered, sitting down on the couch and idly toying with her fiery hair. “There have been ten that have been destroyed because they went a little…” She made the crazy gesture next to her temple. “Five more were destroyed by the Cullen’s. Around four more should be ready to go by tomorrow night, if they’re not crazy.”

“Meddling assholes,” James snapped. He turned to Alice, pulling her up out of her seat by her hair. 

“Do you see anything now? Do we fucking win?”

“I still don’t know,” Alice whimpered, kicking her feet, which were a foot off the ground. Alice was showing me our assured win, but it was wavering with some more injuries, including a death on our side.

James tossed her away and he glared at me, his eyes black with hatred. His mind was swirling of what he was going to do with me if he won. Despite his abhorrence of my mere presence, I was his prize and he had every intention of fucking every hole. Then, he thought of what would happen if he lost. My body would torn apart and burnt to a crisp, Edward watching as the fire was lit. “I thought I told you to get rid of her,” James sneered, his eyes narrowed at me.

“She’s a good fighter, boss,” Emmett responded. “She’s kicked my ass.”

“Will you fight for me, my pet?” James asked, cupping my face with his hand. His fingers roughly caressed my lips and he pressed his entire body against me.

“No,” I said flatly, pushing him off and shielding my body as close as I could. James backhanded me and I acted like I was in pain, but his hand never touched me, just my shield. “Hitting me won’t make me fight for you, James.”

“Do you want to know what I’m going to do, Isabella?” he asked, his eyes crazed. “How I’m going to end your family?” He described, in great detail every vile thing he was going to do or his newborns were going to do to Carlisle, Esme and the rest of my family. Victoria, Laurent and Tanya also joined in. I just sat impassively, ignoring their words and praying that they wouldn’t happen. I couldn’t let them happen. If I was on that battlefield, they wouldn’t. Once I had my chance, James and the rest of his minions would be torn to shreds and burnt to a crisp with my power. “And let’s not forget your beloved Edward…”

“He’s mine,” Tanya and Victoria barked. They glared at each other, quickly attacking each other in a vampy version of a cat fight. Their voices were like nails on a chalkboard and it was grated to my ears.

“I was going to marry him and he dumped me!” Tanya screeched.

“He’s my mate!” Victoria hissed, pulling at Tanya’s hair.

“He’s my fiancée,” Tanya argued. “You do not get to keep him!”

 
“ENOUGH!” James bellowed, glowering at both women. “Edward is a charcoal briquette. No one gets him. Isabella gets to watch him burn as I…” he trailed off, adjusting his hardness pressed against his jeans.