Perfidy, The Debacle Series

My poor husband fell with a loud thud and crashed through the kitchen door. I heard him shriek in pain as he landed on his face, his head hitting the ground with a smack. I grabbed the door handle and slammed the tempered glass door behind him. As I retreated from the door, warm air rushed into my face. Our patio furniture flew as a powerful gust of wind whooshed by, and a red laser beam crept toward the door before halting at the entrance.

I glanced at Noah sitting upright on the floor. His face lost color, leaving behind a pale and lifeless complexion. My jaw dropped in amazement as a ray of light sucked everything shrouded in the light into the spaceship. The familiar stench of rotting garbage from Zarzu lingered in the entire house from the open kitchen window, confirming Nephilim aliens had arrived.

“Carmen, Carmen Northrop.” I wondered who called my name. I stood fastened to the floor, unable to move a muscle. Did my mind trick me? Then I heard my name once more. A deep, raspy voice left no question it belonged to Zerus. I searched for any sign of Zerus’s manifestation. Instead, the deafening silence engulfed us, creating a cocoon of stillness.

I pivoted to face Noah, still on the ceramic tiles, his legs stretched wide with no expression. Overwhelmed with concern for him, I sank to my knees to inspect the gash on his forehead. As the blood trickled over his face, I reached up to grab the kitchen towel to dab the blood. As he turned, his eyes met mine, conveying his profound emotions. Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around me in a comforting embrace. I could sense his terror as the laser, mere inches away, shook him to his very core.