All Chapters of A Crown of Halos (book 1 of the Angel series): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The elevator ride is filled with awkward silence. I hadn’t told Matteo or Jace my exact job description before we arrived. So their surprise and anger at HR was at least contained, for now. I don’t think it helped much when I asked them not to give the specifics of my job description to Reece. Whether or not the request will be respected and upheld is yet to be seen. I can tell Matteo is upset. Whenever I glance over at him, he still has on his scowl. He also hasn’t spoken to me since the meeting with HR. I lean over and whisper so only he can hear, “please don’t be mad at me forever.” He glances with me and I swear the scowl fades for a slit second when he rolls his eyes at me. Okay, one relationship not completely broken. I don’t know about Jace. We aren’t really that close, nothing like Matteo and I have but I also don’t want him to hate me. He’s had on a neutral mask s

CRASH “Reece…” CRASH “It’s not…”CRASH “REECE!” I shout over his rage. He pauses his shattering of the room around him to stare straight at me with deathly black eyes. The emotions swirling in them is so raw it hurts my soul. I have to fight the urge to touch is arm, cup his face, make it all go away. But time stops, emotions fade, everything falls out of focus as I stare back into those swirling black orbs. So in contrast to the crystal blue ones I stare into every morning. The ones that shimmer in the dark every evening. These eyes are not Reece’s. They are not loving. Not sweet and caring and filled with life. These are dangerous. Possessive in their own right. The eyes that promise death. These eyes belong to the legends of the ruthless, blood lustful Prince. The Princes Beast. I’ve never met Reece’s wolf for

We pull up to an abandoned parking lot with high rise buildings on either side. There is no one else here. “Not shadey, right.” I slam the door as we get out the car and walk to the middle of the lot. A woman with auburn hair leads a group of men and woman out from the parking garage entrance. “Milo.” She greets. “What have you brought tonight?”“Smells good.” The man to her right chips in. “Leroy’s new assistant. She’s here to sign for the order.” Milo says to the woman, female. She’s female. A Vamp. All of them are. “This,” she gestures to me, “Is the his new assistant? I don’t recall Leroy having lap dogs, especially not bitches. I think you’re here to steal from me, Milo.” “This can speak.” I snarl at her. “Now hand over the order before there’s a problem. Ler

“Kim darling what a nice surprise.” The Queens coos as I walk into the royals dining room. “Will someone please fix the Princess a seat.” She says to one of the omega’s. “Good Morning.” I greet to the whole table before taking my seat next to Reece. He looks at me dumbfound. “This is a lovely.” The Queen turns her attention back to me. “To what do we owe this welcome surprise?”“It was actually Reece’s idea that I spend more time with the family.” I smile and lay my napkin on my lap. “I hope to make it a regular occurrence rather than a surprise every now and then.” “That would be wonderful.” She smiles back. Everyone falls into idle chitchat as Reece leans over to me. “You look gorgeous this morning.” “Thank you.” I say sweetly, allowing a blush to stain my cheek

CalypsoWe’re all sitting at breakfast. I absentmindedly pick at my food, letting my mind run. All I can think of is the battlefield. All I ever think of is the battlefield. The sweet tang of blood in the air. The iron mixed with dirt. The beating sun. Everything about it was bliss. After the battle I was so drained and my mind reeled but looking back it was like my body, my blood, deep within my cells, craved the battle and bloodshed. Craved the power death holds. Kim wasn’t entirely with it during the fight but I felt more alive then even before. I commanded teams and brought my own sword upon enemies. I am a warrior. The Army General said he was proud of me and how I handled myself out there. He said once I’m old enough I’ll be in charge of my own team. But since that day… all I can think about is blood and death. I can feel it’s stickyness dripping from my fi