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

“The battle is about to commence and we must go.” Haziel twisted his face into the back of Zeke’s neck until the sharp line of his nose almost hurt Zeke. He sagged back into Haziel.


“Do we have to?” Zeke grumbled. Of course, they had to. Haziel was insistent. More than anything Zeke had the overwhelming urge to be stubborn until his lover changed his mind.


Haziel answered by turning him over and pressing him into the curve of the hammock with a kiss that scrambled Zeke’s brain. The angel probably didn’t want him to leave either, but would do the right thing. The sadness Zeke almost tasted in his kiss told him Haziel’s heart would break to let him go home.


So much given over a promise. So much taken over the same. Zeke hated this with every inch of his soul. He should’ve never let Haziel make a promise to him. Not with these consequences.


Chapter 49