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I wonder what he’d believed would happen after he died. I never went to church, never believed in a man in the sky with a white beard and a robe.

But having an angel fly in the window was making me seriously reconsider my beliefs. However, the future he speaks of isn’t one I’m sure I’d like.

The pain in his eyes is real, and it makes me want to console him. I stand up and begin to clear the dishes.

So does he. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be telling you this. Especially not as your guardian. I’ve just never had someone see me before. It makes me want to talk to you.”

I put my hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay. You
can
talk to me. I want you to.”

Our gazes meet, and his eyes pull me in once more.

Before I know it, I’m caressing the side of his face with my hand. He brings his lips to mine so gently that I almost can’t tell where the kiss begins. Softly, tasting, testing. But when our tongues meet, it’s electric.

He groans and thrusts his tongue into my mouth, pulling me into the rhythm. The kiss turns hungry as our tongues swirl against each other. His arms wrap around me, holding me against him. This kiss is stronger, deeper than any I’ve experienced. It’s fueled by a soul-deep need that I’ve never felt before.

I’ve always been shy, but something about him draws me out. I feel his loneliness, his emotion. It’s more than physical desire—and I find myself matching it.

I bring my hands up and tangle them in his hair, holding his head to mine. I can tell he loves it because he groans again and his hands move down to cup my hips.

Finally, he breaks away. We’re both panting, and his face is slightly flushed. In the back of my mind, I know I should be thinking of other things—of those demons and why they want my invention—but I can’t. I simply want more of him.

This time it’s my turn to cry out as he lifts me up and wraps my legs around his waist. His lips travel down to my neck and I tangle my fingers in his hair again.

It’s so good. And we don’t even have our clothes off yet.

Heaven help me when we do.

His mouth moves down to give my nipple an openmouthed kiss through my shirt. Then he stops abruptly.

I open my eyes.

He’s glowing.

It isn’t like his normal golden color, and it’s faint, but it’s a definite glow.

I run my fingers down his shoulders to his arms. “You’re beautiful.”

He frowns. “This has never happened before.”

Maybe that’s a good thing.

His eyes blaze as he turns toward me.
It’s definitely a good thing.

I still. “Your lips didn’t move.”

He looks thoughtful. “Neither did yours.”

I shake my head. “You’re talking in my mind, now?”

He’s silent for a moment, then speaks. “You can’t hear me now, can you?”

I listen, but there’s nothing.

“That’s interesting. I’m used to speaking telepathically with other angels. But it’s never happened with a human. I wondered how long it would last.”

“You think it’s just from our…romantic connection?” I felt worried that he could speak to me telepathically, but now I feel kind of sad that it’s gone.

His mouth quirks up at the corners. “Want to try again and find out?”

“I really, really want to. But I don’t think I can sleep knowing those things are after me. Are we really safe here?”

He holds me closer. “There are armaments all over the cabin. Trust me, we’re safe.”

The sincerity in his voice reassures me. I force myself to relax. “I hope you’re right.” I hesitate. “The thing is, I don’t know if I’ll feel safe until I know what they want my research for. It doesn’t seem like something immortal beings would be interested in.”

His brows crease. “Why don’t you tell me about it? Maybe I can figure it out.”

I open my mouth, then close it again. I haven’t told anyone outside the scientific community about my research. Few would understand it. Even fewer would believe it.

“Okay.” I begin to explain slowly, “Since I was a little girl, I’ve been able to sense strange things all around me. For a long time I didn’t know what they were, only that they bothered me. When I got older, I had a suspicion. In college, I had access to a lab and could actually conduct a few experiments. I finally confirmed what I suspected. What I was sensing was actually holes in the fabric of space time. Like little black holes.”

The interest in his expression heightens considerably. “Really.”

“Really.” I affirm. “I noticed that they’ve increased in number as I’ve grown up. For some reason they bother me. So, for the past ten years I’ve been researching ways to make them go away.”

His entire body stiffens. “And…”

“And I’ve found one.”

He lets me go and jumps up. “I know why they’re after you.”

From the way his entire body tensed, I’m not sure I want to know. “Why?”

“Gillian, those holes are the very reason for my existence. They are the holes demons come through to get here from the hell dimension. If you know how to close them, you’ll prevent them from coming to Earth.”

The implication of his words stuns me.

“If this is true,” he says gravely, “you’re right. We aren’t going to sleep tonight. And you are going to need more protection than just me. We need to gather the entire army. This changes everything.”

 

The End

 

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ANGEL WARRIOR
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Angel Betrayed
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To Touch A Warrior
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About the Author

Immortal Angel has lived a hundred lifetimes all in one. She's a mother, a sister, a daughter, a wife, and a best friend. She's traveled the real world, enjoying what our three-dimensional reality has to offer. She's hiked the stairs inside the Eiffel Tower. She's watched a Shakespearean play in a grassy clearing outside of Cambridge, and she's ridden a ferry to Ireland. In Australia, she cuddled koalas, in China, she cuddled pandas, and in the Middle East, she cuddled camels. And every time she opened a book, she entered a world beyond this one, one where the only limits are the imagination.

 

So many lifetimes of adventures have inspired her to reach beyond this planet to the stars above and to worlds rooted in fantasy. Her romances in space are meant to take her readers on their own adventures, imagining new and exciting place. With hot men. And maybe a few sexy aliens too.

 

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Preview:
Angel Betrayed
(An Angel Warrior Romance Part II)

1

Brion
 

I jump off the sofa and run to the door, adding extra power to the armaments around the cabin. If what Gillian is saying is correct, every demon in hell is going to be after her. We need to get downstairs so I can call the only two angels I trust for something this serious: Cas and Zakiel.

We.

I turn back to see my little scientist still sitting on the sofa, staring at me openmouthed.

“What are you doing?” Her voice is incredulous.

I stride over and grab her hand. “We need to hurry.”

She resists my attempt to pull her to her feet. “I thought you said this place is safe.”

Dammit
. I sigh. “Gillian, this place is safe from a normal demon attack. But if you’ve found a way to close the portals from the underworld—and they know about it—this is not going to be a normal demon attack.”

“Why is it that when I’m with you, the entire world changes every few hours?”

“The world hasn’t changed,” I mutter, pulling her to her feet. “Only your perception of it.”

“Are you really trying to discuss metaphysical philosophy with me?” she asks exasperatedly. “You know I’m a scientist, right?”

I kiss her forehead. “Yes. You’re a scientist who feels black holes that open from the hell dimension. That alone should shake your scientific foundations.”

She puts up her hands in surrender. “Touché. What kind of demon attack is it going to be?”

I turn away.
The kind where they open a humongous portal, suck the whole damn cabin into the hell dimension, and thousands of demons spend the rest of eternity figuring out how to get into it.
“Don’t worry. I have backup.” I’m not about to lose her now.

She sways against me for a moment, then her nose wrinkles. “Are we on the run now? Because at some point I should probably stop by my house and get more clothing. And the rest of my research.”

“The rest of your research?” I can feel a headache coming on. I haven’t had one since I was human, but this little scientist may just bring one on yet.

“Yes. No one can recreate my research without the equipment in my lab, the USB I carry on me, and the research at my house.”

I rub my forehead. “Great.”

“It’s in the terms of my contract. I can’t keep all of the information and equipment in the same place.”

I pin her with my stare. “Really. I’m becoming very interested in who’s funding your research.”

“You know, if demons really are after me, we should probably go back to the lab and get my invention.”

I’m almost afraid to ask. “What invention?”

“The one that actually closes the portals.”

Can angels get migraines?
I feel the edges of my vision start to waiver. “You not only found a way to close the portals, but you built a device to do it?”

For the first time, she looked smug. “Yes, I did. It took six months to get all of the pieces together, and I just completed it three days ago. It’s really big, so I didn’t ask you bring it earlier. I just brought the plans so I could re-create it. But it takes quite a few specialty parts to build it so if we have more angels and can use a portal, it might be best just to bring it with us.”

I grab her hand and spring toward the bookcase. “You know, Gillian, you and I are going to have to have a talk. About information that needs to be shared. And when.”

2
Gillian
 

Brion almost hurtles toward the bookcase, yanking the book out. The bookcase pops open and he ushers me inside before him. He shuts it behind us and places his hand on it. A green light seems to emanate from between his hand and the door. This time, the green light flashes out over the door in all directions, and I can feel the strange force again.

Brion might say that he has backup, but his actions are telling me this is a big deal. Very big.

He flips a switch at the top of the staircase and I’m surprised to see bright white light flooding the space below. I’m even more surprised when we reach the bottom of the stairs. Computer screens span the entire far wall with a long table that runs beneath them. There’s surveillance equipment, what looks like heavy-duty communications equipment, and some devices I’ve never seen before. The rest of the walls are lined with bookcases and there are two long tables that function as work space on either side of the room.

The screens are already on. One holds a map of the Earth with red and white dots.

He doesn’t bother looking at them, but grabs my hand and pulls me around the staircase to a door beneath it. He opens it and ushers me inside. We cramp ourselves into the tight space and he closes the door behind us. It’s pitch-black for a moment, but then I see the outline of his hand on the wall in front of us. A keypad appears, and he types a ten-digit code into it. The wall slides back with a whoosh.

We crawl out into a tall but compact room. Weapons of all shapes and sizes line the walls. One wall has lit cubbyholes with stones, pendants, rings, and other artifacts.

“All of this is yours?” In the close quarters, I’m aware once more that his brown eyes are flecked with gold, and his skin seems to shimmer. I want to touch him, to run my fingers over him again, but I force myself to resist. I clench my fists.

He shrugs and his exotic scent seems to fill the tiny space.

Get your mind on the plan, Gillian.

“Some of it,” he answers. “The rest I inherited. Or stole.” He takes a pendant off the wall and puts it around my neck, and puts a stone in my pocket. Then he goes to the wall in front of us that holds two more daggers, similar to one the demon had used.

“Those look alien.”

“They aren’t from this world,” he agrees. “Angels protect multiple worlds, even though I’ve never been to them. Some artifacts from other worlds make their way to Earth.” He holds out the dagger for me.

I hold up my hands to ward it off. “I don’t think I want that.”

“Yes, you do. It’s a Galadrian dagger. You might think using it is horrible, but believe me, a demon taking over your body is worse.”

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