Author's e-books - angels. Page - 5
Ben and Joey are among the chosen. They seek to defeat darkness, protecting the world from its infectious evil. They are chasers, the children of angels and the warriors of light, and they are itching for a fight. THE WAREHOUSE: Ben and Joey are called to an abandoned warehouse where shades, one of evil's many consorts, are presumed to be reeking havoc. They must find and destroy them, no matter the cost. What they find lurking scares them so badly, they aren't sure if it was actually real.
Araya-Dawn Warren has a secret destiny-one she could never have imagined... Something has always felt slightly off in Araya-Dawn's life. She has never quite fit in at school.... or at home. When she meets a group of kids with unique talents. Araya-Dawn senses that everything she knows is about to change. But she could never have guessed the truth- that she is the root of a centries old prophecy foretelling the war were Araya Dawn is the most valueable player. Now Araya Dawn will learn just how
A murder of her boyfriend, Ty, brings Katherine to be scared of every shadow. When Ty is put into Heaven, all he wants is to get back home. Read both of their points of view, Katherine's hardships in the Living World and Ty's troubles trying to get back to Katherine in Heaven. Will Ty see Katherine again? Will Ty's murderer be found? Is Ty Katherine's ONLY love?
I look around the room in astonishment. Torn apart bodies lay everywhere, blood covers the once perfectly white room. My gaze shifts down to my own fragile lanky body, my jeans are a smear of blood spatters and finger prints. I look to my left where a long mirror hangs, my mouth is covered in a gorey mess of flesh. My face shows of no emotion, no remorse. I am empty. I am a monster. I am Lanaya Venning.
"Sometimes, pretending that you don't know is what is best; it lets you breathe easier. But when ignorance becomes your best friend, it can become hard to decide what is real, and what is fabricated from ignorance itself." Danica Nyxe is not human. She isn't a vampire or a werewolf, no. She is an angel. She was created by Zeus to bring peace back to an earth at war. Her hair, a cascade of gold; her eyes, colored that of a raging storm cloud. Her body sculpted to perfection by
Ben and Joey are among the chosen. They seek to defeat darkness, protecting the world from its infectious evil. They are chasers, the children of angels and the warriors of light, and they are itching for a fight. THE WAREHOUSE: Ben and Joey are called to an abandoned warehouse where shades, one of evil's many consorts, are presumed to be reeking havoc. They must find and destroy them, no matter the cost. What they find lurking scares them so badly, they aren't sure if it was actually real.
Araya-Dawn Warren has a secret destiny-one she could never have imagined... Something has always felt slightly off in Araya-Dawn's life. She has never quite fit in at school.... or at home. When she meets a group of kids with unique talents. Araya-Dawn senses that everything she knows is about to change. But she could never have guessed the truth- that she is the root of a centries old prophecy foretelling the war were Araya Dawn is the most valueable player. Now Araya Dawn will learn just how
A murder of her boyfriend, Ty, brings Katherine to be scared of every shadow. When Ty is put into Heaven, all he wants is to get back home. Read both of their points of view, Katherine's hardships in the Living World and Ty's troubles trying to get back to Katherine in Heaven. Will Ty see Katherine again? Will Ty's murderer be found? Is Ty Katherine's ONLY love?
I look around the room in astonishment. Torn apart bodies lay everywhere, blood covers the once perfectly white room. My gaze shifts down to my own fragile lanky body, my jeans are a smear of blood spatters and finger prints. I look to my left where a long mirror hangs, my mouth is covered in a gorey mess of flesh. My face shows of no emotion, no remorse. I am empty. I am a monster. I am Lanaya Venning.
"Sometimes, pretending that you don't know is what is best; it lets you breathe easier. But when ignorance becomes your best friend, it can become hard to decide what is real, and what is fabricated from ignorance itself." Danica Nyxe is not human. She isn't a vampire or a werewolf, no. She is an angel. She was created by Zeus to bring peace back to an earth at war. Her hair, a cascade of gold; her eyes, colored that of a raging storm cloud. Her body sculpted to perfection by