The Archangel's Star by Juliette N. Banks

Author:Juliette N. Banks
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: archangel romance, fated mates, steamy romance, rock star romance, fantasy romance
Publisher: Juliette N. Banks
Published: 2022-05-20T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY MINUTES LATER, he heard the shower turn off and Isabella walked out of the bathroom wearing a robe. Her hair was wrapped up in a towel and her eyes were red.

Shit.

Raphael wasn’t sure how he was going to resolve this without exposing who and what he was, but that didn’t stop him from moving across the room at warp speed to take her in his arms.

She let out a little noise as she wrapped her arms around him, and he tucked her under his chin.

Fuck, he loved this woman.

“I’m—” he began, when a loud banging on the door interrupted him.

Isabella’s head shot up.

“Did you give anyone this address?” he asked quietly. No one knew where this apartment was.

She shook her head.

“Stay in the bedroom,” he demanded.

“Isabella!” A voice he recognized called out. “Isabella! I know you’re in there. Open this door.”

Oh goodie.

She gasped from behind him. He turned and pointed at her. “Stay in there!”

He ripped open the door and came face to face with Tom the Dick and two tattooed dudes attempting to look big and tough, but who had, in fact, spent a life eating too many burgers and fries.

He smirked at them.

“Hello, boys, what can I do for you?”

Aside from recommending a diet change and pointing you in the direction of a gym?

Oh, and a lobotomy for Tom the Dick.

“Where is she?” Tom asked, squinting at him.

Raphael was very familiar with the expression. It happened sometimes after a human had their memory wiped and they were triggered soon after.

“Can you be more specific?” Raphael asked, placing a hand high up on the doorjamb. “Blond? Brunette? Redhead? Are you after a certain type?”

Tom narrowed his eyes in confusion, then glanced at his tough guys. “Isabella. I want to speak to her.”

Raphael put a hand on his chin, pondering. “Hmm, let’s see. We have a Susan, Michelle, and Serenity. No Isabella,” he said. “Or a John, if that’s your thing?” He winked at one of the tough guys and got a snarl for his efforts. “Hey, no judgment from me.” He held up a hand.

“She’s definitely in here, boss. We followed her this afternoon,” Tough Guy One said.

“Let me in,” Tom said, and attempted to push Raphael out of the way.

Raphael’s playfulness vanished.

He gripped Tom’s wrist and, as Tough Guy One and Two attempted to intervene, he grabbed the neck of one shirt and pressed the guy into the other, holding them both away.

No one was getting in.

“Tom, stop,” Isabella called out from behind him.

Jesus.

“I told you to stay in the bedroom,” Raphael growled.

“Are you sleeping with this fucking asshole?” Tom yelled, slapping away at him.

Can’t wait for you to show up in heaven one day, buddy. The look on your face when you realize you called one of the seven archangels an asshole will be well worth the wait.

“Answer the question. Are you sleeping with him?”

Slap, slap, slap.

“Stop slapping me like a little bitch,” Raphael growled. Tom glared at him, then back at Isabella.

“Who is this guy? Tell him to get his hands off me.

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