House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1) novel Chapter 8

Blazing hot lava, molten fire, dancing in his gaze, it was a live rhythm of red, orange, yellow, and black flames threatening to be unleashed. What the hell is this man? His eyes snapped shut and she realized with dread that she said that out loud, shoot, “Sorry.”

When he didn't look at her, knowing it was trite but she had to say something she added, “They are exquisite, like the sun at the height of its brightness.” You are exquisite, she completed to herself, with thick brows that are perfectly shaped.

Geared in a grey leather pants and a light shirt that hanged loosely on his body. Whilst a hilt of a dagger stuck out on the right of his pants wrapped in a chain sheath made out of gold and heavy metal. He looked as if he’d been born to wear this attire. It matched him perfectly.

She couldn’t say he looked ancient because he wasn’t. In fact the world seemed under developed and small for this warrior man.

The tall stranger stood there waiting for her to say something else, was that hope on his face. After what felt like hours getting lost in his lava gaze, she managed to get more control of herself and a thought struck her, “Hey, how do you know where I'm staying, do you know me?”

Clare felt flushed when he tightened his jaw line, his features sharp and pointy. He had the sexiest nose ever, a perfect slope, defining the crease on his lip.

However, the said lips didn't answer her question but warned her instead, “Whatever you saw tonight keep it to yourself, we wouldn’t want any awkward occurrences happening.”

She frowned staring in to his molten eyes, “What are you anyway?”

He flinched so quickly, she almost missed it, but she didn’t, nor did she miss the tension in his shoulders, “lets’ just say I’m special.”

Unconsciously she touched her shoulder with her right hand rubbing it, “Are the guys I saw at the church like you?”

He smiled as if holding a laugh, “No actually, they a lot like you.” He opened his mouth then closed it before a full tooth smile broke out, and holy was he beautiful, “Let's slow down with the questions!”

She blurted, “You not thinking about erasing my memory are you ? I hope not, I’ve watched some series with that shit and it ain't cool, but on second thought, if I have to choose between that and death, I think I’ll go with the first option. Oh gosh I'm rambling. I tend to do that, amongst other things but I'm sure you don't care, I’m not gonna see you again am I.”

He looked confused, and going by his slight gapped mouth, well, she wasn't going to look deep into that, “Okay, well.”

He shook his mane, naturally to clear his head, “If hypothetically you did supposedly tell anybody, they’d just think your crazy, now that, I’ve heard of.”

Examining her from head to toe he didn't change his pose, “You should eat more,” he muttered. She stared at him thinking maybe he was teasing her, but no, the guy was deadly serious.

His gaze paused on her chest, his breathing laboured, “Saving your life was a favour. I’m not interested in bedding you..”