Bound by Time: A Bound Novel by A.D. Trosper

Author:A.D. Trosper [Trosper, A.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: stephanie meyer, Angels, twilight, YA, Romance, demons, Paranormal Romance, dark romance, fallen, Young Adult, teen girls, evil, New Adult, teens, lauren kate
Publisher: Silver Spirit Publishing
Published: 2014-03-11T16:00:00+00:00

Isobel woke slow and groggy. Light still filled the air around her though she knew it wasn’t sunlight. A heavy arm draped across her middle. She opened her eyes to Damien’s face, slack and pale. “Damien?” She pushed herself up, concern leaping in her chest. Isobel had never seen him look so drained and haggard. “Damien!”

“Shh. Let him sleep. He’s beyond exhausted, the idiot. Though I suppose he didn’t have much choice.”

Isobel whipped her head around at the sound of the strange voice. A man, built like Damien, only with golden hair and tawny eyes stared down at her from where he stood by the windows, his arms crossed over his bare chest. Black wings rose up behind him and the light flowed out from him. A bracelet identical to Damien’s hung on his wrist. “Who are you?”

“My name is Lucian. I’m an old friend of Damien’s. Yours also, but I doubt you remember me yet.”

Isobel ran her fingers lightly down the side of Damien’s face. He didn’t stir even the slightest. “Is he okay?”

“Yes. He will likely sleep until tomorrow and then eat like a starving wolf when he wakes. Would you like to get cleaned up?”

Isobel turned back to Lucian. “What?”

He gestured toward her. “You’re a mess. A friend of yours is here. You might want to clean up before she sees you. It was hard enough to convince her to go to bed without waking you first. If she sees you in that condition it’s only going to upset her more.”

“She? Who’s here?”

“Isaac, another dark angel, is here. He brought his channel, Rose with him. Rose insisted that her granddaughter, Amelia tag along.” A scowl swept over his face. “Stubborn old woman.”

Isobel stared at him as tears pricked her eyes and relief washed through her. Amelia really was alive. “Amelia is here? Where?”

“As I said, after a good deal of arguing we managed to convince both her and Rose to retire for the evening.”

Isobel looked past the light in the room to the window. It was completely dark beyond the panes. “If it’s still night, how can Damien be so drained? It’s only been a few hours.” Confusion tumbled through her mind.

Lucian shook his head. “By the condition Damien was in, I would guess it had been at least a full twenty-four hours, maybe more, by the time we arrived late this afternoon. It’s just after eleven now so you must have needed the sleep as badly as he does now.”

Isobel extracted herself from Damien’s arm, careful not to disturb him. Dried blood caked her arm, shirt, and pants. She closed her eyes as memories of what happened crashed through her mind and she inhaled slowly trying to block them out. When she felt she had her mind reasonably under control, she opened her eyes and looked at Lucian. “What about Xapar?”

He shrugged. “Still trapped in his little prison, although he has made several attempts to move about the house.” A dark chuckle issued from his throat.

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