Knight Angels: Book of Love (Book One) by Abra Ebner

Author:Abra Ebner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: abra ebner teen young adult books fiction fantasy angel shapeshifter magic
Publisher: Abra Ebner

Jane:

I played the song mindlessly, knowing it so well that it hardly took any effort. I was angry at myself for making the comment about my father’s song. The last thing I’m sure Max wanted to hear about was my sad story. I couldn’t mess this up. I really liked him and his family—except Gregory, of course. I laughed as I stumbled over a fret, lost in my thoughts rather than the simple melody. The song ended.

Max stood behind me, sending a shiver down my spine as his hand grazed across my back. I watched as he moved to a nearby couch, looking exhausted with laughter. He propped one arm over the back of the cushion, resting his ankle on his knee. I thought about my dream, thought about the taste of his lips on my fingers. I had wanted to kiss him, but was too chicken to lean in. I placed the cello back on the stand, propping the bow beside it.

Max was looking into his lap, smiling to himself. He ran a hand through his hair, pulling it away from his face and revealing the small freckle near his ear. “My grandfather wouldn’t tell you, but he has a little magick. That’s why he knows what he does. He had a near death experience when he was a child, and ever since, he is convinced that he was supposed to die.”

Max said it as though it was no big deal, and I couldn’t help but let my jaw drop. “So, he has Sheol magick?”

Max shrugged.

“You don’t find that surprising?” I pressed.

“Not really.”

I shut my jaw, my head swimming with disbelief. Erik was like me. “Was he saved by an angel?”

Max picked at the fibers of the couch as he continued. “At least Erik seems to think so.”

I looked at the tattoos on his arms. “You sound like you don’t believe in angels.”

His blue eyes found mine. He smiled, but didn’t grace me with an answer.

I took his mocking expression as a no. How could he not believe? “So what if he really was saved by an angel?” I said tartly. “What’s so unbelievable about that?”

Max laughed then, bending forward. I grew annoyed, wondering why he was being so mean.

“Stop laughing,” I demanded.

He stopped, hiding his amusement. “I think you took that the wrong way. I do believe him.” He motioned to his arms. “I thought it was rather obvious.”

I frowned and crossed my arms against my chest, admitting defeat.

Max patted the cushion beside him, inviting me to come sit. I stood from the bench, moving across the room and sitting with a distance between us, too scared to give in and get close.

Max grinned, “You’re so far away.” He clasped his hand around my knee, yanking me closer. “I don’t like that.” His hand remained on my knee, his other touching my forehead, his finger trailing down my cheek. “I believe in what Erik says because I have to. He’s my family, but aside from that, I want to believe that there is something more, something magickal.

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