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.”

lover. What’s wrong with me, she cursed her brain, cursed her skin, as it tingled with the urge to be touched by him. So lost in her mind,

splashed on her face, bringing her back to reality, she screeched, “What the hell.”

want to

and started removing her t-shirt first, “And

turned around to face him, but he wasn’t

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

t-shirt back on, she hadn’t thought of why she hid the barely-there

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

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,

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

from his body made the water hotter, her lungs getting heavy, she focused on the brightness, and she saw it, his wings. They were 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

bit to 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 was going back to the

swam up, and vacuumed in a large amount of oxygen, freeing her lungs, as she broke free from the water. Feeling exhilarated as fresh air soaked

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

her breath, when she heard footsteps from behind her, she slipped on her jeans, “I could see it, but not

since you’ll probably never get your name back.”

was definite, but parts of Clare refused to believe