Erick Angell is an angel who protested too many times about the weakness of his human brothers; as a result, he is thrown out of heaven and into the world of those who always will to disobey.
He feels cursed, even as he is one among angels who wear the living flesh but is unable to shake their nature as angels, defenders of the light in an otherwise dark world.
Hollianne Talbot sits outside her evicted apartment in tears. Following a heated argument with her landlord, she seems to be at the end of the line. But sitting inside the cafe across the street is Erick Angell, who is watching the entire scene unfold.
As guardian angel-in-disguise, Erick saves Hollianne. He gave her the chance to start anew. But the feelings she invokes in him aren't entirely angel-like.
For the first time in his life as a man, he feels stirrings of sexual awareness. He feels emotions. He is protective of her, wants to take care of her...
And it isn't like anything he felt with the people he encountered in his other life as a dark knight, the life he tries to keep hidden away.
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Settling back on the sofa, he picked up his cell phone and typed in Hollianne Talbot's name. Then listened to the ringing on the other end.
“Hello,” a sultry-sounding voice answered. It was not the kind of voice he would have expected her to have; contrary to the picture of dejection she had presented, it held a sense of possibility held in check, of unconscious but undeniable sensuality.
He closed his eyes. The better to savor the voice, he thought, but opened his eyes again at the absurdity of that idea.
He was an angel, not a wolf in a stupid fairy tale, regardless of how he was unable to quite shake off the image of a predator stalking prey. No, he thought. I refuse to think of myself in those terms, even if I’m being metaphorical.
“Yes, hello. May I speak with Hollianne Talbot, please?” he said rather gruffly.
"You are," the husky voice replied.
He felt his heart thumping in that strange way again; he could not decide whether it was painful or pleasurable. Her voice was enough to send a human male's thoughts into completely inappropriate areas.
I'm already there, he reminded himself, feeling utterly human at the moment.
“How may I help you?” asked Hollianne, obviously curious that he was quiet.
Oh, if you only knew, Erick thought.
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