House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

“Franchesca was truly something special, she hated the thought of getting married. Do you know that she was the last of the girls her age to get tied down. I asked her countless of times before, and I loved her, but she could never really be mine, she always belonged to him. I believed she could be persuaded, but now I see she gave her heart to him. It was always him, though in the end she married me, she was never truly mine.”

The words were sad, Clare felt remorse for Caidrian, her mother was something. She wanted to know who the ‘he’ was, but she couldn’t bring herself to ask, “She’s been mostly single so maybe you’re wrong.”

He smiled at her thoughtfulness, his sharp jaw working, the only sign that he was partially aware, “The Draiken bloodline is the only ones who can absorb energy from the dead of the Lightwatchers, do that, and your strengths are far beyond understanding.”

“What if I don’t absorb her energy from her body?” “You don’t have a choice, it’s a gift that you can’t reject, her soul won’t rest until it’s done.”

She muttered, “It just keeps getting better.” “Clare this isn’t a game or a joke, this is real, as real as you’re going to get, and there are worse fates out there.”

“So, basically I’m a Lightwatcher, descendant of an Angel and because I’m the last female of a special family I’m now fair prey for demons.” She paused, “Okay, call me crazy.” Making hand gestures in the air, with the packets, dangling in her hands, “but that doesn’t make sense.”

His gaze hardened, he spun on her, “Firstly you are the last born female, not the last female, secondly, I don’t know why you being attacked purposely by Tempters, that's why we need to get you to Khiron where you safe, so I can find out.” He said walking on, “Your mother did what she could to protect you, but there’s so much we could do without breaking laws girl, even the deceptors have them.”

come for all of us if we left. Your brothers are too much of a weapon to let them leave unscathed, and then there

life, many are orphaned young, but we move forward because we are born

the unmasked terror and insanity in his gaze shocked her. Acting on pure impulse she grabbed him by his arm turning him towards her, clearly he lost his mind, but the only thing that she wanted to know was, “Where is he? Where's Calub?” The guarded frame surrounding him at her question raised her shackles, her brain focused. Caidrian had no clue who he was dealing

wouldn't answer he replied, “Taken hostage by a greater Tempter, one of hells cadre, Asmodeus, king of the succubus demons, he’s as

She sighed, exasperated, “He’s your son, there has to be something, you said you going to see the Garde maybe I could talk with them.”

the Garde would be the least of your problems. If

she frowned, “I’m going to find my

weaken going into the demons realms and our abilities along with it,

was beyond pissed as her mind tried to think of solutions.

he just kept walking forward. Fuming, with the obvious signs of exhaustion, her sharp breath intakes, her sweat-drenched skin, she was running out of reserves keeping pace with this fuel-injected man. Clare’s mind

have something to do with Calub, and I have known her for a long time, my mother wouldn’t want me to give up on my brother.”

five minutes in the ring with our weakest ten-year-old forget a hundred demons.” He