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.”

William assailed her again. Mind drifting to the faceless man that had touched her and comforted her, as one would their lover. What’s wrong with me, she cursed her brain, cursed her skin, as it tingled with the urge to be touched by

her back to reality,

AGAIN, you want to see my wings

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

around to face

his eyes blazing hot, looking more of a crimson red than orange, as he

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 to take over when it needed to.

seem to mind much really, he deliberately refrained himself from the temptation at looking 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 lake was warm under her feet and remained

lake, she swam further in until he stood opposite her, “You okay?” at her nod, he said, “Count to

water touched the inside of her mouth, it was clear and sweet, she was tempted to swallow, but rethought it. After seven anticipated seconds were up, she took in a lungful of air and swam down toward the lakes bed. Half down, she could see the sparks of fire, milky, blurry lava, she went further down, swimming deeper, holding her breath. Her eyes stayed open, not willing to lose a second of this,

the brightness, and she saw it, his wings. They were expanded about two meters wide and a little over three in length as

She peeled them open just a tiny bit to see his wings one last time, but the water got too hot in the instant and she couldn’t hold her

broke free from the water. Feeling exhilarated

the lake. Her hair barely covered her black panty as she ran out of the

just caught her breath, when she heard footsteps from behind her, she slipped on her jeans,

you’ll probably never get your

so bluntly like it was definite, but parts of Clare refused to believe it, she didn’t say anything more about it.