Edge of Thorns - Pt 22Part 22
I don't want to get the kid's hopes up, but he should at least be comfortable here for the month I have him. If I can, I'll let him stay, and if not... well, maybe I can make better arrangements for him than hiding in his friend's basement.
"Avery," Nathan said, unable to look at him. "After Alton cures you (or whatever), and you don't have to worry about Micah trying to cut off your head, if I've gotten a job and can afford it, you're welcome to stay for the winter." He cringed a little, worried this was going to come back to bite him as he turned to face the teen. "I can't make any promises though."
Avery shrugged again, but nodded. "I understand. I know what it's like, after all. Not being able to afford stuff, I mean."
The conversation had become very awkward very fast, and the writing kick Nathan had been on came to an abrupt halt. He sighed, saving his work and folding his laptop closed. There had to be something he could say to get past the uncomf
Edge of Thorns - Pt 21Part 21
Micah's after Avery, not me. I have to stop him!
Before Nathan could think better of it, he ran back, putting himself between Micah and the teen. He crossed his arms in front of him and braced himself for the assault. "I don't care if you're an angel; I'm not going to let you kill him!"
Micah stopped short of his charge, hand still gripped tightly around the hilt of his weapon. "You do not know what you are doing, Nathan," he growled, just barely containing his anger. "If we let him live, his power will flourish. He will be corrupted, more dangerous. More lives will be lost. The sacrifice of one will save many."
"You mean the sacrifice of seven will save a few." Alton had caught up to them and supported himself against the doorframe, his glasses askew. "Please, Michael. His power is a golden touch. As long as he doesn't touch anyone "
"And if he does?" he countered, turning towards him again. "You remember what happened the last time someone was given this po
Edge of Thorns - Pt 18Part 18
On second thought, it doesn't really matter if I believe him or not, does it? Still, it makes great writing material
"That's oddly logical," Nathan admitted, smiling while he considered the details. "And actually makes a lot of sense. I would have never thought of the story like that."
Alton laughed and shook his head. "Oh, I'm sure you would have. You're very creative, Nathan, and clever. I have no doubt that if, for some reason, you ever decided to use me as a protagonist in one of your stories, you would conjure up something very similar." The doorbell chimed from downstairs, and the shopkeeper looked out the window. "Oh good; he went to the back door like he was supposed to. Nathan, would you mind answering the door while I get some plates? Just turn right instead of left when you exit the stairwell: the back door is for my apartment."
"Good to know." Nathan had no problems hopping up to answer the door, casting a quick glance at the other man befo
Edge of Thorns - Pt 16Part 16
I'm not going to let him intimidate me. I want answers, and if I have to swallow my fears and browbeat him to get them, then so be it!
"Deal with it," Nathan sneered right back, never tearing his gaze from Alton's. "If I can't trust you to be straight with me, then I'll just have to make doubly sure you're telling me everything I need to know."
The other man drew in a long breath, a thin, devious smile spreading across his lips. "Really? And how do you plan on doing that, Mr. Keene?" Something flickered at the edge of Nathan's vision: glimpses of shadows, parts of Alton's form shifting. For a moment, he could have sworn he saw wings. Alton chuckled, his smile widening. "Have you forgotten who I am? I admit, I admire your audacity, but you should really think things through before you do something as foolish as challenge Lucifer himself."
The longer Nathan kept his focus on the shopkeeper, the harder it was for him not to shake, and his words made the painful knot