Ezekiel knew he should’ve paid better attention to his mom. If he had, finding himself in the unfathomable Abaddon might have been a little easier to deal with. Zeke might have understood what he was about to face.<br><br>Instead he’s faced with the angel Haziel at the end of a sword, stuck in an existence he doesn’t know how to navigate, heading toward a war humanity had no knowledge of.<br><br>Haziel promises to see him safely through the battlefield. Along the way Zeke finds purpose and courage, grace and depravity. At his journey’s end, will Zeke want to leave his angel behind when the time comes?

Dandelion

“Why?” Zeke growled. He threw his hands up in the air, angry in a way he couldn’t name. “Why is my safety more important than the rest of the army’s? Or the outcome of this battle, while I’m at it? Especially when my presence helps you?”


A crooked, soft smile settled on Haziel’s mouth as Zeke brought his hands down. As he was about to snap at Haziel for the smile, Haziel robbed him of the opportunity. “A chance to send my beloved home, where he will be safe and protected from this madness, is a chance I must take.”


Belovedechoed against the inside of his skill, bouncing off the inner curves of it and back like a ping pong ball hit too hard. For a minute Zeke entertained the idea Haziel didn’t understand what beloved meant to humans, but then reality asserted itself. The angel had lived among humans during a time when the endearment was wildly popular between romantic partners. Still, he had to know. “You know what that means?”


Chapter 44