House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

Kalbreal laughed, it was infectious as it echoed right to the bottom, where she stood five steps away from Raphael, “Jealous?”

She looked at Raphael and then at Kalbreal, she had enough of this, Kalbreal was an Angel, he didn’t deserve Raphael’ bitterness, and she certainly wasn’t going to put up with it a second more, if there was one thing Clare would be remembered for, it was her big mouth.

She narrowed her eyes, vehemence in every word she yelled directly at Raphael, “Angels are supposed to be kind and merciful, your parents are Adonai’s soldiers, yet you belittle an Angel, to prove what? Who has the bigger balls?” She turned to the crowd, dismissing Raphael, “Kalbreal might be exiled but whereas other Angels would’ve killed an innocent girl, he saved me, for whatever reason. Now I may not remember any of this, but I’ve been to a church like the deceptors and I’ll tell you that the bible speaks of Angels being good and pure, but where is the goodness now? Where was my mercy when the very Angels I was taught to trust tried to kill me? Where is Kalbreals, because he chose a conscience and saved my life? I pity all of you if you think for one minute that Kalbreal is anything less than great. If Adonai wanted him powerless, why is he still a full Angel? Why is he able to hold a Harpien blade, the same blade only an Angel can hold, right? Someone told me, that the truth is not what you convince people in believing, it is that which is forged.”

straight away, because she had her eyes trained on Nathan who was two rows from where she stood.

the black suit and blue shiny tie he wore, it was so human, his hair multiple shades of blonde. His eyes a saturation of purple and pink

he commanded attention, “You have suffered much grief, yet your belief in Adonai is not swayed by the actions of Kadreal, Clare, and knowing that your actions could cost young Calubeal his life, you defend an Angel in front of all five hundred and eighty-six descendants. I have not seen that honour for centuries.” He gave a slight

Which Clare knew meant no, but it was too