House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

The words echoed through her, the possibility of it being her was none. She had not danced with him, or known him enough to have sparked such emotion through him.

“I have seen demons and I have seen Angels, Nikolai, and you stand by far the fairest of them all.”

His jaws tightened, Clare could see the history and loss that layered behind his eyes, and all that sorrow, that came with it. As she moved closer, he turned his face shadowing his emotions.

“Don’t! You should stay away from me.”

“Nikolai, don’t push me away.”

The night, bringing its darkness in shades of grey, she sat there looking at him, her heart raced. Clare could not believe what her eyes foretold. His eyes changing into lights of red and orange flames, before her very own, burning behind his lashes. Blood red sparks visioning itself, diminishing his once pure inhuman greened eyes, into something dark and heavenly at the same time. Her breath rose, her mind contemplated grasping realities. She kept her gaze strong, clenched to his face.

A symbol of a star appeared from under his skin, on his left temple. Flaming sparks of lava shone through it. He looked at her, she could see the light reflecting parts of his cheekbones, enhancing his flawless skin in the twilight of fire, “Nikolai, your..”

He pierced her vision with a lava glare, flaring his nostrils like the heat burned untimely through his Armored flesh, “I’m a monster, a beast, not so sweet and charming now, am I Love.”

Nikolai stood up daring not to face her. She got up on the tower, her hands shaded with dirt from the roof, walking after him, her bravery showing not one of a human.

peace and adrenaline of letting go. She was mid-air when appeared in front of her, grabbing her waist, his grip not faltering, as a parachute clutched to her body, lifting her slowly and vanishing into the darkness.

the Wickery bridge. It was afternoon, the sun still

to push her, “What were you thinking, are you trying to

to control herself. But it was useless, she hadn’t felt this lustful emotion before, she

one. She continued kissing him, not taking time to excrete the carbon from her lungs, the urgency of heat pouring between them like it

stopped pulling away, his face returning to

you, your emotions are chaotic, it's your body changing, you need to

each movement in sync. He grabbed her around her waist, touching the skin under her top. Her breathing louder, more impulsed, she put her hands under his shirt, feeling his back muscles flexing beneath

quickly. Lust, she didn’t know why, kissing him, touching him, it felt wrong and right at the same time. What was happening to her, she didn’t feel this way about him, she knew she couldn’t. He was cute but she just met him, this was wrong, she missed William,

mind off stuff. He was beautiful in his own dark and twisted way she thought, and she had never kissed a guy like this before. Nikolai turned and walked back to her,

choose the demon instead, you are choosing wrong, if

something familiar. She still couldn’t shake the feeling,

wants when I already gave my heart to another.” William, she thought, she had given her heart to William. “I’m messed up, So to answer your unasked question, I have a right to make mistakes

you get it, nothing is ever going to be the same, I’m always going to be broken, my brother said it

walked closer to her, uttering words she could only hear, “I do get it, Love, believe me, but I can’t be