Supernatural Lies: A Paranormal Reverse Harem Romance (An Angel and Her Demons Book 1), Lacey Andersen [phonics story books txt] 📗

Daniel stiffened, then slowly nodded.

We’ll be able to find her again! Unless the angels get to her first…

9

Surcy teleported as close to Zudessa as she could. The result left her standing on a tall hill looking down at the formidable structure that housed The Realm Creator. The walls surrounding it were sixty feet tall and made of grey stone. A dome of grey stone and shimmering white magic protected the ancient magic and the castle. A small hole at the top of the dome allowed angels to fly in and out. No angel could teleport in or out of Zudessa. It was a necessary security.

How will I get in on foot? I guess I’ll learn soon.

Angels with white wings circled the dome like vultures.

Vultures? Where had that thought come from? Angels weren’t vultures. They were eagles of justice, protection, and honor. They guarded Caine and ensured that no one disturbed his important work as the judge of all of humanity.

She rose from her crouched position, looking out at the landscape of red rocks between her and Zudessa. I wish I’d worn shoes.

Those red rocks were polished to a hard edge and they would hurt. She’d been in such a rush to escape the demons that she hadn’t even taken the time to dress properly. She needed to be with her brothers and sisters, the angels. She needed guidance, but more than that, she needed answers.

Nothing to do but get moving.

She started forward and goose bumps erupted on her skin as she stepped through the protective barrier. She hadn't walked ten steps when she felt the wind stir from wings beating high overhead. A second later, an angel landed hard in front of her.

“Brother,” she greeted, feeling a wave of relief. She knew this angel. Somehow. “Frink, I need your help.”

His long dark hair fell in front of his face like a curtain, but as he slowly stood to his full height, piercing green eyes glared at her. She took a step back as his mouth curled in disgust and anger.

“Frink?” she whispered, her voice shaking.

He cocked his head in an almost animalistic gesture. “You’re here to ask me for help?”

She had to stop herself from recoiling from him. Why am I suddenly so afraid? I have nothing to fear from another angel.

“I awoke in a field. My memories are gone, my wings stripped. I need help remembering what happened.”

His expression froze, and his gaze seemed far away. “You don’t remember anything?”

“Just becoming an angel,” she confessed.

The smile that slowly stretched his lips made her nerves crackle. “Then, by all means, let me help you.”

10

While his brothers searched the streets, Daniel went to the one witch who could help. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on her shop door.

Summer opened the door herself and the beads over the windows jangled against the glass. When she saw who it was, her brown eyes widened and her painted lips spread into a wide smile.

“Speak of the devil…” She sounded out of breath. Aroused.

But then, that was exactly why Daniel had come to her. Not only was she powerful, she’d been clear about how badly she wanted him.

Time to use my abilities.

“Summer,” he leaned in closer. “It’s good to see you.”

Each word held a power that few but another demon could sense. His words would move over her flesh like a caress, easing her mind like a few too many drinks. She wouldn’t have to do what he asked, but she’d want to, and she’d enjoy every moment of it.

She gave a little giggle and leaned against her doorframe. “Is it? And here I thought you’d been very clear there was only one woman for you.”

He stepped closer, resting his forearm on the doorframe just above her head. “Maybe I’ve changed my mind.”

The witch practically melted beneath his gaze. “In that case, why don’t you come in?”

She moved out of his way, just far enough that he had to rub against her as he passed. Revulsion shivered beneath his skin.

Even flirting with another woman felt wrong. Surcy was the only woman he wanted to touch. Unfortunately, he'd never forgive himself if something happened to her.

Do this. For her.

Moving through Summer's small shop, overwhelmed with the scent of incense burning, he sat at her little table. His gaze slid over the crystals and amulets lining the walls.

I hate this place.

Her hand rested on his shoulder, then slid down his chest. “What did you come here for, Daniel?”

“To see you,” he lied. “And to get help finding someone.”

“Your angel again?” her words came out an angry hiss.

“I already found her. And she no longer wishes to be with me.” He hated that the pain in his voice wasn’t feigned. “But even if she can’t love me, I need to ensure she’s safe.”

Summer was silent for a long moment. Then, her fingers began to graze the muscles of his chest once more. “So once you find her, you won’t be with her?”

“No.”

Another long pause. “Fine, I’ll help. But I have expectations in return.”

He had to hold back a shudder. “Of course.”

She swung her hips in a movement he knew she meant to be seductive and sat across from him. He could feel her power building.

He held himself stiffly when she took his hand and her power sparked against his skin.

“Let me in,” she whispered. “Let me see her as you do, so that I may find her.”

It took everything within him to drop his guard and let her in.

In his mind's eye, Daniel stared at Surcy’s face, memorizing every line: her flawless nose, her high cheekbones, her eyes, always so wide, and filled with emotion.

Running his fingers along her face, he watched in absolute wonder as she gasped.

“Did I hurt you?” he whispered, pulling his fingers back.

She shook her head. “No. I—I just forgot what it felt like to be touched. To feel. Being an angel… it’s so cold. So… lonely.”

“You want me to keep