Red Hot Dragons Box Set (Books 4-10 of the Fallen Immortals Series) by Alisa Woods

Author:Alisa Woods [Woods, Alisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance & Erotica
Publisher: Sworn Secrets Publishing
Published: 2017-11-21T18:30:00+00:00

Erelah’s warrior cry shook the crystal walls around her.

She dove from the pinnacle of the training room, wings tucked back, blade held out, and rushed at the phantom hovering along the floor. Her landing stuck with a crackling that rippled through the crystalline structure of the room. She pinned the phantom while simultaneously plunging her blade into its body. The thing evaporated into mist. There was no joy, no surge of demon-killing pleasure, just the cool satisfaction of sharpening her skills.

For this phantom was not a true demon, just a training dummy, conjured of magic and righteous intent. The true demons were still haunting Seattle, but she couldn’t bring herself to hunt alone, without Leksander. Her failure to understand him, much less help him in his duty, was eating away at her and pitching her into a bleakness of mind that made it impossible to think. And she needed to think. There had to be some way to help him that she was missing, but her unsettled state made it almost impossible to figure out.

Hence, the hours in the training room.

Normally, the other angelings would use the room as well, but her beleaguered cries and hours of relentless “kills” had driven off everyone. The room was constructed of the same massive, translucent crystal beams that comprised all of Markos’s Dominion, and like all angel realms, it existed in a magical space outside the normal, mortal world. Only angels or angelings could travel here—or the fae, if they had a death wish about them. Erelah had brought Leksander to visit a few times, and the wonder on his face had made her smile. It was her home, a refuge from a mortal realm that did not understand her kind, but he was suitably awed by the endless shimmering corridors of the Dominion, each magic-crystal-encased cloister cell serving the angels and angelings who dwelt there. It was a palace of light and beauty, a stronghold for the Virtues they all strived for, and Leksander seemed to delight in it as much as she did.

Now she was not only alone without his company—rebuked by him in her failure to help—but she’d driven off her fellow angelings as well with her ill-temper. Patience was the Virtue she struggled with most, and even the exertion of the training room couldn’t wholly bring it within her grasp.

Her body hummed with the power stoked by her frustration, and she let loose with another cry, arms held high, eyes closed, mouth wide…

When the echoes of her angelsong faded, a plain voice said, “No wonder you’re alone.”

She popped open her eyes and whirled, blade raised, to face the one mocking her.

It was just Tajael.

He was one of her cohort, the five angelings brought to Markos’s Dominion at the same time as her, and he was her oldest friend. The other three—Sajit, Oriel, and Halo—had either gone shadow, in the case of Sajit, or apprenticed out to other Dominions. Oriel was still in the Chastity faction, but under another Seraphim, Raeph.

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