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.”

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

back to reality, she screeched, “What

to see my wings

first, “And I’m not getting naked, I’m wearing

so she halted in her quest, and turned around to face him, but he wasn’t there. She moved carefully toward the

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

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 to take over when

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 so.

the warmer it felt. She swam closer to Kalbreal, who was now in the centre of the Saltril lake, she

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

and a little over three in length as it spread out. She blinked, water burning her eyes. She saw his face

to see his wings one last time, but the water got too

from the water. Feeling exhilarated as fresh air soaked up into her lungs, her breathing barely

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

footsteps from behind her, she slipped on

get

bluntly like it was definite, but parts of Clare refused to