House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

He walked away, joining the others in training. She carried on passing a place which she presumed was a hall, and moved further down into a large lounge area with beige couches. She continued towards a door, still following the voices.

She opened it, barging into an office room, with a round wooden table, and chairs. Around it was people scattered talking and laughing, everybody in the room just looked at her, blankly. A girl whom she recognized, stood up, walked up to her and extended her hand.

“Hi, nice to meet you too, I’m Natarsha, call me Tash”

Clare overwhelmed by the room full of people, “Oh.”

She looked at the girl, not knowing what else to say, luckily Nathan intervened, hugging her, “Hey sleeping beauty has finally woke up.”

She hugged him back, speaking softly, “You’re ok, did you see Calub?”

A young man stood up from behind a chair, he was tall, like way tall, with dark brown straight hair that was gelled in a messy style that enhanced his dark green eyes. He wore a white uniform like the others she saw, he smiled showing off his perfectly straight teeth, “Who me?”

Clare tilted her head, her eyes widened with excitement, “Calub?”

She bumped Tash, “OW, where're your manners.”

She ignored her, and walked around the table towards him, “Is it really you? You're all grown up.”

She squeezed him tightly, holding him around the waist, getting a good look at him, “Ouch, are you trying to kill me.”

standing on her tippy toes started kissing his cheeks, “Sorry, are you ok, gosh I missed you so much, I thought you were dead, or worse, being tortured by a Tempter, thank god you’re fine.”

it had been years since she'd last seen him. He was a little boy, now he was taller than her, “Bow to that, I missed you too sis, but you know

looked around the room, there were

just said, her eyes darted on Nathan, who held a smile, “What's going on, why were we,

sat down on a chair, “Yesterday? You mean two nights

in the room, “Clare, come with me.” her

defiant glare, but something about this lady told Clare that there was no negotiating. She followed the woman towards the lounge area, “I

understand what's going

came in with a plate of food, it was macaroni and cheese. He left it in front of her

looked at the man, “What exactly is this place, House

“My name is Wesley Ravensword,” his voice was very deep, he had no specific accent

and to be honest the moment she heard Draiken, she felt relieved, “How are you related to my mother?”

and man passed discerning glares at each

Nerves raked her body’ her guard going up. A

continued, “As legions, we are trained in ancient angelic skills, in Elvan and Naturah magic, as well as human martial arts. Over the years our numbers have grown, now we are positioned everywhere in the world. We are

handle disputes amongst the realms and peace treaties, allowing descendants to live among the deceptors. We do

another morsel of food, “Another history lesson, so what does this have to do

stay in some of our faculties, and even the HOL’s, but the deaths continued. A war amongst the Lightwatchers and the other realms

a Legion, our work can be dangerous, one night, Sofia was at home, unexpected, an

Wesley, he stared at her. She faced Clare, “He attacked me, I fought back, but I was drugged with ichor. Too weak to fight further, my eight-year-old boy, Julius, attacked Varemeal, and killed