By Danielle Trussoni
"A wonderful follow-up to the best-seller Angelology. . . half historic novel, fable, love tale, mystery, and secret. . . it is a must-read."
—Booklist (starred review)
A New York Times bestseller and worldwide sensation, Angelology unfurled a super tapestry of fantasy and biblical lore on our present-day international and plunged star-crossed heroes into an historical conflict opposed to mankind’s maximum enemy: the fatally beautiful angel-human hybrids referred to as the Nephilim. With Angelopolis, the clash deepens into an inferno of possibility and fervour unbound.
A decade has handed considering that Verlaine observed Evangeline alight from the Brooklyn Bridge, the sight of her new wings a betrayal that haunts him nonetheless. Now an elite angel hunter for the Society of Angelology, he pursues his undertaking with single-minded devotion: to trap, imprison, and put off her kind.
But whilst Evangeline without warning looks on a twilit Paris highway, Verlaine reveals her nature to be not like any of the opposite creatures he so mercilessly pursues, casting him right into a spiral of doubt and confusion that merely grows whilst she is kidnapped sooner than his eyes via a creature who has crowned the society’s most-wanted record for greater than a century. the resultant chase drives Verlaine and his fellow angelologists from the shadows of the Eiffel Tower to the palaces of St. Petersburg and deep into the provinces of Siberia and the Black beach, the place the reality of Evangeline’s origins—as good as forces which can restoration or annihilate them all—lie in wait.
Conceived opposed to an mind-blowing clean tableau of heritage and technology, Angelopolis plumbs Russia’s imperial earlier, sleek genetics, and old depictions of that the majority effective angelic appearance—the Annunciation of Gabriel—in a high-octane story of abduction, treasure looking, and divine war because the destiny of humanity once more hangs within the stability.
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One of the typical crew,” Axicore said, feeling uneasy at the thought of what she would do to this angel hunter if she caught him. Axicore had seen Eno’s victims. Such gruesome violence almost evoked his sympathy. “We’ll take care of this now,” Eno said, sliding her sunglasses back over her eyes. “And then we will go home. ” Axicore sat back in his seat, remembering his childhood in Russia. They would leave their city apartments and spend months in the Crimea, where their family estate stood at the edge of the water.
Xenia found it wrapped in a cloth at the back of one of his suitcases. She believed he’d brought it to New York from Paris in the eighties. Xenia didn’t know what to do with it, so she simply held on to it. But then, a few months ago, she took it to an auction house to have it appraised and, not long after this, strange things started happening. Nephilim began to follow her. They searched her apartment and the café. By the time she told me about the egg, she was terrified. One night two Gibborim broke into her apartment and tried to steal the egg.
Years went by this way. ” “I’m sure you didn’t go to great lengths to fill her in, either,” Verlaine said. Evangeline looked at him for a moment, decided to ignore his comment, and continued. “And so I was surprised when, one day last month, Xenia told me that she had something to discuss with me. She took me upstairs to her father’s apartment, a room still cluttered with his possessions, as if he’d only just left. She showed me the egg you have in your hands. ” “It’s not really Vladimir’s style,” he said.