angels-and-demons

She smiles and snuggles into me as we wait for our table. I inhale her scent. Vanilla and something else. Something different. Smokey almost. Sexy. It drives me crazy with need and I have to move away while I can.

A pang of deep longing ripples through me. I__ torn between my promise to send Aydan to the Abyss and my need to keep him safe. The opposing forces fragment what remains of my mind, breaking me down once again.

There are few things I hate more than feeling weak. Needing help or failing top the list. The worst, however, is knowing that all three just happened.

A hand in mine.. hot. Breath on my neck... sweet. The feel of lips on my own... forbidden.

You__e all alone. No one wants you anymore. How long did you think we would all stay? You__e killed each and every person who ever loved you. Even your children won__ want you. They will see what you have done. You must be the first ward in history to treat your guardian so badly that he left you. Do you think your mistress will stay? No. Elizabeth will take what she wanted and then she will leave you too.

You still do that thing, you know,_ she said.__hat thing?_ He raised an eyebrow.Miranda smiled. __hat thing where you say what I__ thinking. That thing.___h,_ Bryan began, __ suppose it comes from years of having to read your mind to figure out what was going on in there._ He folded his arms across his chest. __our turn.

We angels are misconceived in the human world. People perceive us as kindly and bountiful; when, in truth, we are about as fluffy, as gentle, as yielding, as rattlesnakes.

Time is tick, tick, ticking away. How many souls will I capture today? Will they be a challenge or will they be given? Only time will tell as the clock keeps tick, tick, ticking. Your god has arrived with enough hatred for y__ll, with enough evil for the big and small, so come one, come all. I will shred your souls and place them in my satchel, call you a settler and make you my peddler. Come one, come all, come stand behind your god. I will lead you into the darkness of Earth's end. Come one, come all, my wilted flowers, come claim your title, speak out and cheer it. Come one, come all, let__ have a ball, my wilted flowers . . . Sweet, Unconquerable Spirits.

As long as you're still walking with the demons of hell! You'll never have the time to slow down to see the angels of heaven behind you.

She had gone through the veil and returned to Earth. But the veil only opens one way.