House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

Kalbreal didn’t need to know that she was obsessing over William. She had many unanswered questions, to which Angel-boy seemed to have most of the answers, and so did her brother.

The wicked gleam and sudden broad smile that etched his face had her narrowing her eyes, “What’s the joke?”

“Do you still want to see my wings?”

She tilted her head, a grin playing on her mouth, “Will I die?”

“No, I can show it to you under the water, the lake’s blessed with healing properties, it’ll protect you as long as you stay emerged.”

“Okay.”

“Take out your clothes and get in the water and I’ll show you.”

She coughed out, “Angel-boy has seriously lost his mind.”

“Angel-boy? You couldn’t have chosen a better name, maybe hero or prince.”

She snorted, recalling a similar thing he said to her in his room the day before, “Prince, huh, that’ll be the day. ANGEL-BOY is much better.”

comforted her, as one would their lover. What’s wrong with me, she cursed her brain, cursed her skin, as it tingled with

her back to reality, she

mind gazing AGAIN, you want to

him and started removing her t-shirt first, “And I’m not getting naked, I’m wearing underwear, turn

turned around to face

eyes blazing hot, looking more of a crimson red than orange, as he swam closer to the

discarded her clothes and at the last minute she had remembered her back, she didn’t particularly trust him that much, so she slipped the t-shirt back on, she hadn’t thought of why she hid the barely-there mark on her back from anyone, but her instincts seemed

at her legs. She touched the water with her barefoot, expecting, well she didn’t really know what she expected but the water of the

got, the warmer it felt. She swam closer to Kalbreal, who was now in the centre of the Saltril lake, she swam further in until he stood opposite her, “You okay?” at her nod, he said, “Count to seven

to swallow, but rethought it. After seven anticipated seconds were up, she took in a lungful of air and swam down toward the

and a little over three in length as it spread out. She blinked, water burning her eyes. She saw his face was normal like he was breathing, his body flamed up in wrappings of fire, his eyes, it was

see his wings one last time, but the water got too hot in the instant and she couldn’t hold her breath any longer, she signalled him, that she

broke free from the water. Feeling exhilarated as fresh air soaked up

she could to the shore of the lake. Her hair barely covered her black

she slipped on her jeans, “I could see it, but not for

never get your name

Clare refused to believe it, she didn’t