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.”

What’s wrong with me, she cursed her brain, cursed

her face, bringing her back to reality, she screeched, “What the

mind gazing AGAIN, you want to

first, “And

so she halted in her quest, and turned around to face him,

red than orange, as he swam closer to the shore, his voice deep,

trust him that much, so she slipped the t-shirt back on, she hadn’t thought of why she hid the

didn’t 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

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 and

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

expanded about two meters wide 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

wings one last time, but the water got too hot in the instant and she couldn’t hold

oxygen, freeing her lungs, as she broke free from the water. Feeling

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

breath, when she heard footsteps from behind her, she slipped on her jeans, “I could see it,

get your name back.”

but parts of Clare refused to believe