Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 15Part 15
She's young; showing her will probably be the easiest way to explain, without getting into too many complicated details.
Nathan drew a deep breath, held it, then released it slowly. "I think," he said carefully. "I think it would be easier to show her." He cast a glance at Alton. "Trying to explain things would get complicated, but she should at least know there are... angels about?"
Putting his glasses on again and staring at him curiously, a small smile spread across the bookseller's lips. "I suppose, for a child so young, simple is probably best." He looked on into the kitchen. "Though it's a shame that I must be her introduction, and not one of the other, more angelic two."
"Don't say that." Nathan could hear the sadness in his tone. "There are times where you are far more angel than devil yourself."
"Of course," Alton agreed bitterly, giving him a smirk. "I could hardly call myself the father of lies if I wasn't also the master of all forms of deception. Seem
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 14Part 14
I know: I'll tell him about Wren. There is plenty to worry about his safety.
The writer sighed. He really couldn't give him more information without telling too much. "I'm worried about Wren," he finally admitted. "It's bad enough I've got to deal with these sisters, and (like you mentioned) I've been in the hospital plenty for it. But I didn't lose and arm, and I'm not completely incapacitated. He's just a kid, Scott; what if they try to finish him off?"
The reporter frowned and nodded slowly, as if he was carefully considering this information. "Yeah, I can see why that'd worry you." He began to rise from his seat. "Well, I've done my prying. I think I'll spend the rest of my evening going for a ride while the weather's still good for it. Enjoy the leftovers." Scott made his way over to the door, but stopped, looking back. "You doing anything for Thanksgiving? Enya's made her own plans to spend it with Alton and his group, and being that it's right around the co
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 11Part 11
No time to waste! I need to get help and get up there!
Nathan jumped to his feet, not even caring about the stares he drew as he hurried towards the stairwell, hoping it was secluded enough that no one would notice when he muttered Michael's name under his breath.
"What happened?" the angel asked, waiting by the door when Nathan reached it. The writer was already panicked to the point that his sudden appearance didn't startle him.
"Gula's here," he said, trying to move past Micah to get to the stairwell. "And she's on her way to visit Wren..." A hand on his shoulder stopped him from going further and he snapped his head back, but the angel calmly touched his forehead.
"Close your eyes."
Nathan didn't ask, just did as told, trusting Micah knew what to do (and having a good idea of what he was doing). He waited until he didn't feel the angel's touch, then opened his eyes, dizzy for only a moment as he reoriented himself to his new location on Wren's floor. He quickl