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Another “An Angel’s Soul” Teaser

June 8, 2012

My other Love is Always Write event freebie, An Angel’s Soul, is due out this month, so I wanted offer one more sneak peek at it. This is about a guardian angel and his ward. I love angels. K. and I adore writing them. In fact, I have a blog post about angels due out on the 13th, so keep an eye out for that one.

Here’s your teaser!


“Do you remember what happened when angels and humans last coupled?”

Raziel sat up, his mind heavy with lingering slumber. His eyes scanned the room and fell upon an angel, bathed in Holy Light, standing near the windows, his wings outspread and arms crossed. He swallowed thickly, a flush creeping up his face. Raziel knew who had come to level judgment on him. “Chamuel.”

Chamuel smiled at him. “Do you remember, Raziel?”

“I remember.” Raziel glanced at Cole’s sleeping form, the human unaware of the angels’ conversation. He slipped from the bed, refusing to talk with Chamuel while holding his ward in his arms. “But he is no woman for me to seed and breed giants with. Where is the harm?”

“Where is the harm?” Chamuel shook his head. “Raziel, they are our charges. We watch over them. We do not kiss them. We do not couple with them. We do not prevent their deaths when the natural order says they are meant to die.”

Raziel’s wings shivered at the reprimand in those words. “If I am not supposed to intervene on my ward’s behalf to save him from himself, then what am I supposed to do? Watch him die when I could help?”

“There are limits to our calling.” Chamuel stepped closed, cupped Raziel’s cheek. “You have broken many rules, my friend, and you cannot escape punishment. Was it worth it? Was he worth it?”

Pain tore at Raziel’s heart, tears filling his eyes. He looked over his shoulder at Cole, and he remembered his whispered promise to the man before sleep had taken him. He couldn’t fight Heaven, though. Raziel didn’t want to leave, but Chamuel would make him. There wasn’t much choice. For angels, there was never any choice. He drank in the sight of Cole, and whispered, “Yes. It was worth it.”

The sound of fluttering wings filled the room, and then there were only the soft sounds of an apartment at night. The refrigerator kicked on, humming softly through the wall, and the toilet ran for a moment, filling its tank. The air conditioner clicked on, the unit nearly silent as it pumped cool air into the many rooms. Cole rolled over in bed, mumbling softly in his sleep as his hand reached for warmth he missed in his dreams, but the warmth was gone. The sheets were cool, the room empty but for its sole occupant, and even in his sleep, Cole knew something was missing.

One Comment leave one →
  1. June 8, 2012 11:39 pm

    Great excerpt. Really looking forward to this one!

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