Friday, May 7, 2010
A Questionable Hero by Kiki Howell
How much will an Angel and a Demon sacrifice to find their true destiny together?
Abdamas is a halfing, born of a moral woman but raised in hell by the demon who sired him. All his life he has been proof incarnate of the war between good and evil that exists in every human soul.
Shaebiel is a human angel warrior earning her salvation by fighting demons like Abdamas on earth.
When Abdamas is injured playing unlikely hero Shaebiel takes him to her apartment to heal him. There is both heaven and hell to pay for their actions. As they both fight and surrender to their desires, the conflict around them rages on. However, once heaven offers a deal and hell breaks in to counter, the stakes get higher and higher.
Soon, the true question becomes, how much will they sacrifice of themselves in order to find their true destiny together?
A divine proclivity to perceive imminent danger made Shaebiel turn in time to glimpse the glinting silver of a demon’s sword, inches from slashing into her flesh. As her body tensed for the pain, a sharp metallic clash rang in her ears, followed by the shrill grate of metal against metal. Two long daggers crossed beside her, and moments later a human form was reduced to smoky ash on the blacktop. To her utter confusion and dismay, when she followed the length of the sword that had saved her, it was held by a demon—a devilish being with magnetic silver eyes.
These eyes, lighter than the inky black of most of his kind, bore into hers, searched hers. As an angel warrior gifted with empathic abilities she could feel lust burning over the rush of his more erratic feelings of fear, confusion and shame. It could have been a minute or an hour they stood there, because time seemed to stand still wrapped in the embrace of this man’s stare. Her angel’s sword of light remained down at her side instead of being jabbed into the cavity of his chest to kill
him. At the same time, he slowly returned his weapon to his side rather than coming for her. They were opposing sides of the war in a shocked stalemate, entranced by each other, out of sync with the natural order of events.
Before she could figure out a plan of action, a sword of light wielded by another angel warrior seared through the demon’s hip. His cry cut through the background noise of the fighting, causing her rapid breathing to pause. He grabbed at the burning flesh and his sooty hair fell over his face. Another angel, seeing the demon who had saved her as an obvious threat, given his proximity, had come to her rescue as well. She stood there frozen as if she had never been trained for such a battle.