A fireball burning up the sky leads farmer Jason Thomas to the strangest thing he's ever found in his pumpkin patch. A man with wings. And no, he doesn't think it's an angel, no matter what his brothers say.<br><br>Taking the stranger into his home is hard. Keeping his heart from the stranger's hands? Harder. But everything in him calls to this being and Jason is so damned tired of only having his brothers at his back.<br><br>Castiel has no idea what this angel thing is, but the evil that knocked him out of the sky did him a favor. He’d heard the tales of his kin and their missions on Earth with envy and now he has the chance to experience it himself. Better yet, his mate takes him home. One small problem. Castiel has a duty and needs to find a way back. Of course it isn’t going to be that easy.

Sentinel

“Morning, Sunshine!” Adam crowed behind him and Jason smacked his forehead into the cupboard door right in front of his face. Adam was a bane to his existence most mornings, but today was even worse.


“Is he always this agreeable just after dawn?”


Whirling around, Jason slumped against the counter, relieved. Castiel was at the kitchen table, massive folded wings shimmering iridescent rainbows over the ink black feathers and framing him beautifully against their darkness, dressed in his scant armor. Damn, how hadn’t he noticed just how short that skirt thing was? The smile though, was the most beautiful sight Jason had ever seen. Yeah, he was sunk.


Danny nodded into his own coffee. “Absolutely a nightmare in the mornings.”


Chapter 11