Companion Novel to Angels of Mercy Volume 2: Marco
A companion novel to Angels of Mercy – Volume Two: Marco, as told by his boyfriend, Elliot Donahey.
The climb out of the homophobic beat-down that Elliot endured at the hands of Marco’s teammates is only the beginning. In Angels of Mercy – Phoenix In The Fire, Elliot has a choice to make: withdraw further into himself and risk losing the one person who loves him unconditionally, or find a way to rise above it and become stronger?
For Elliot the choice is clear. He must choose to rise because Marco means everything to him. But as the boys find their way out of their nightmarish situation other things begin to plague them. Deceit, familial intrigue and secrets begin to eke into the boys lives as they try to just keep moving forward. To remedy this Marco provides a haven for Elliot that will keep him protected, walled off from any harm. But is this the answer the boys seek? Elliot isn’t so sure, and even Marco begins to have his doubts. Marco throws every ounce of his immense resources at the problem, but as Elliot tells him, “Money can’t solve what’s troubling us.” To add to the boy’s woes, Marco’s meddlesome brother is threading his way into their relationship in the most inappropriate ways. Everything is not what it seems. Marco and Elliot are just trying to find their way out and remain together. The investigation back home isn’t making things any better as the authorities are closing in on who attacked Elliot. Everything bubbles up to the breaking point for them all. Will Marco and Elliot’s love for one another be strong enough to see them through?
- 2 To Be Read lists
Publisher: Akwekon Media
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 3
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay, Pansexual
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 18-25
Tropes: Amnesia, Cheating, Class Differences, Coming of Age, Coming Out / Closeted, Families/Raising Kids, Fated Mates / Soul Mates, Forbidden Love, Geek and Jock, Interracial Relationship, Love Triangle, Opposites Attract, Smartass Twinks
Word Count: 219840
Setting: Mercy, California, USA
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters
Well, I think I did. How can you endure that much pain from a homophobic beat down and not die? That was rhetorical, I didn’t have an answer for that.
All I knew was, it was dark, at times oppressively so.
There was a period where I think my brain was outside my body. In a drawer. Tucked away. In a quiet place.
That didn’t last long.
Pain began to eke in. Like an eternal flooding, rivulets of pain poured through me. From every part of me, too. I’d feel what were supposed to be gentle touches along my skin that felt like fire. I wanted to scream for it to stop, but found I had no voice. Torture in a sound proof box – a stifling test of endurance.
At times I felt like I had a reprieve from that torture. It was brief, and fleeting, but fuck me did it burn when it would come back – wave after wave of it, too.READ MORE
What I wondered throughout all of it was: where was Marco? Without his light, it was dark and painful and I never felt so alone. If I died, wasn’t there supposed to be light? Wasn’t it supposed to be warm? And most of all wasn’t it supposed to be peaceful?
I didn’t want to think about the alternative. Maybe all those uptight Christians were right. Maybe religion was right.
I heard voices. Voices I knew. They were distant. So far away in the dark, but they sort of held my attention, a lingering thread of hope. They appeared like threads glowing in the darkness that caught my attention. That was a new revelation, that voice could have color.
“That’s it, babe. C’mon Els. Come back to me ... you want me to call it, so I’m calling it ...”
I knew that voice. It called to me like a beacon in the darkness. Orange-yellow, like the warmth of the sun. I tried and tried to get to that warmth, but it was always just out of reach.
Marco! Baby! I’m right here! I tried to call out to him, to let him know I heard him. He didn’t seem to notice.
My throat hurt like hell, raw, rasped, burned. I coughed, or tried to. It was like I was coughing up sand. I didn’t handle that so great, either. Something was there, in it, and I didn’t know why.
A voice, stronger than all of the others came rolling to me like thunder in the distance. Like lightening it lit up around me. I knew this voice. This voice radiated power, this voice was home.
“Cassiel? This is your father. Cass, you come back to me, Son. You fight and claw your way back. Daddy’s here. Marco, your mom and I have your back. You come back to us, Son. I’ve missed you so much. For months I’ve imagined how we’d come back together, what I’d say. What you’d say. I never once imagined it’d be like this. I am so sorry I arrived too late to protect you. But I’m here now. You are the greatest thing I’ve ever created. You are my blood and bone, my soul and my life. I have always, always, been proud of you. I promise not a day will go by that you won’t know how much you mean to me. Not a single day. So you come back now. Come back to us.”
I wanted to. I tried my damnedest to obey him.
Like a passing storm, it too, faded. I felt him slip away from me. I wept. Once again, darkness, silence and pain were my companions. They were of little comfort. In fact, they hurt like a muthafucker.
Another flash and roll of thunder – this one deeply unsettling.
HOLD HIM STEADY. TIME TO SEND THIS LITTLE FAGGOTY DEMON BACK TO HELL!
A flash of white light then … oppressive black.
No, not this … I don’t want this again.
I don’t know how long I was in that total black. At times I could hear people. At times I felt things along my skin. But those moments were fleeting. It felt detached at times, like I could sense it, but it was over there.
Time passed and yet it all seemed squashed into one prolonged moment. It stretched out but, at the same time, bent back upon itself to where I didn’t know where I was or when I was.COLLAPSE
Wow! SA Collins is brilliant when it comes to writing. He keeps you so engrossed in the story you don’t want to put it down. As this book begins, we are taken back to the hospital to where Elliot was brought after the attack. I was a little worried it would be a repeat of book two but I was very wrong. Yes the events are the same for a portion of the book. However, it is hearing the story told in Elliot’s point of view that I was able to understand so much more. The characters may be the same ones in the previous books, but with this new view I have a better understanding of who they are and what actually happened.
Throughout this series I have had a love hate relationship with Pietro. It was while reading this companion book that I began to understand him so much more. My heart breaks for him. Even with everything spiteful Pietro has done, I can’t help but want him to be happy. The end of this book had me so emotional. I had a lump in my throat and was trying to keep tears at bay. I would love to go into details and say what I would like to see happen but I really don’t know what I want nor do I want to give anything in the story away. Pietro has me conflicted. I only hope he gets the peace he deserves soon.
As for Marco and Elliot, those two are such a great couple. I adore them both. Marco is always the protector and loves deeply. Elliot just wants to do right and not hurt anyone. Even when he goes about it the wrong way Elliot’s heart is always in the right place.
I really like how much we get to know the other secondary characters as well. The more I read the more I love each of them. The support and love they give is beyond amazing.
Overall this series is amazing. The writing is flawless. In my opinion the longer the book the better, so it makes each of these books perfect. There is love, angst, drama, suspense, and so much more. SA Collins knows how to get you so invested in the story that you are living inside it with the characters. They hurt, you hurt too. They laugh, you laugh with them and so on. The ending wasn’t as big of a cliffhanger as the last book, but it leaves you wondering and a little nervous of what is to come.