stallion and a full head of white-blond hair. Both men were stunningly handsome and could charm just about anyone with a smile and a wink. They also happened to control the most powerful army on the planet.
“I’ll give Gabriel one more day and then I’m going out there,” Dionysus threatened.
“Give him time,” Michael said.
“Time…,” Dionysus mused. “Yes, time I can give. But he must keep us updated, even if his report is that progress is slow. He may be a rising star, but he WILL respect us!” His last statement was in the form of a roar, which caused Michael to lean back, away from his friend.
“He does, Dionysus. He is still young and wants to impress us. He probably doesn’t want to report until he has made some real progress.” Michael paused. His face was tense, as if he expected another explosion of rage from his leader. But Dionysus was calm again, like his fit had been an anomaly, a rare subsidence of control.
His next words were spoken evenly, controlled. “One more day,” he said simply.
Chapter Twelve
S tunned, frightened, dazzled. Those were just a few of the litany of feelings that coursed through Taylor’s body as she gawked at the creature in front of her. She considered running, but was fairly certain her legs would be no match for his wings. Birds, planes, insects: anything with wings could move fast.
Gabriel looked every bit like the angel that he claimed to be, except even more beautiful than Taylor could have imagined an angel to look like in her wildest dreams. Despite the brightness of his being, she was able to look upon him; apparently he had toned it down a bit this time, likely for her benefit.
His biceps and chest seemed to have strengthened and tightened, like he had just finished a long day of hard labor. His face was majestic, almost regal, as if he was descended from a long line of kings. Her initial fear began to ebb from her, as he made no attempt to harm her or even approach her. Logical thoughts of everything she knew, or thought she knew, about angels started to enter her mind.
They were the good guys right? Her family didn’t make religion a habit, but she had been to enough sermons to know that angels helped people. The term guardian angel was a comfort in itself. Lost in her thoughts as usual, she didn’t notice that Gabriel had returned to his version of normal, showing just a subtle glow, with his massive wings tucked, almost magically, into the skin and muscle in his back.
He approached her cautiously. “Do you believe me now?” he asked.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Do you fear me?”
“No…well, I did at first, but not now. Can I ask you some more questions?” She was whispering.
Gabriel smiled. “Of course you can. But first I want to take you somewhere special to me. Would that be okay?”
Hesitating just slightly before answering, she said, “Okay.”
“Are you afraid of heights?”
“Not at all,” she replied. “The taller the roller coaster the more I like it.”
His smile widened as he said, “Trust me, this will be nothing like any rollercoaster you have ever been on.”
Without another word, Gabriel’s wings flashed out and he scooped her up in his powerful arms, simultaneously leaping upwards in one swift motion. She gasped and closed her eyes, feeling the rush of air through her clothes and hair.
When she reopened her eyes, the campus lights seemed miles away, twinkling like stars. She could only see Gabriel’s hands, but not his face, as he held her from behind, his arms firmly around her torso. His muscles felt strong against her body. Despite the height, she felt safe. Safe , she thought. Like in her dream! Gabriel must have been the one who gave her the water.
She realized that they were circling the UT football stadium, losing altitude with each pass, the warm night air whooshing past her. “Hang on!” Gabriel yelled.
Her arms dangling helplessly in front of her, she didn’t have time to ponder
“I’ll give Gabriel one more day and then I’m going out there,” Dionysus threatened.
“Give him time,” Michael said.
“Time…,” Dionysus mused. “Yes, time I can give. But he must keep us updated, even if his report is that progress is slow. He may be a rising star, but he WILL respect us!” His last statement was in the form of a roar, which caused Michael to lean back, away from his friend.
“He does, Dionysus. He is still young and wants to impress us. He probably doesn’t want to report until he has made some real progress.” Michael paused. His face was tense, as if he expected another explosion of rage from his leader. But Dionysus was calm again, like his fit had been an anomaly, a rare subsidence of control.
His next words were spoken evenly, controlled. “One more day,” he said simply.
Chapter Twelve
S tunned, frightened, dazzled. Those were just a few of the litany of feelings that coursed through Taylor’s body as she gawked at the creature in front of her. She considered running, but was fairly certain her legs would be no match for his wings. Birds, planes, insects: anything with wings could move fast.
Gabriel looked every bit like the angel that he claimed to be, except even more beautiful than Taylor could have imagined an angel to look like in her wildest dreams. Despite the brightness of his being, she was able to look upon him; apparently he had toned it down a bit this time, likely for her benefit.
His biceps and chest seemed to have strengthened and tightened, like he had just finished a long day of hard labor. His face was majestic, almost regal, as if he was descended from a long line of kings. Her initial fear began to ebb from her, as he made no attempt to harm her or even approach her. Logical thoughts of everything she knew, or thought she knew, about angels started to enter her mind.
They were the good guys right? Her family didn’t make religion a habit, but she had been to enough sermons to know that angels helped people. The term guardian angel was a comfort in itself. Lost in her thoughts as usual, she didn’t notice that Gabriel had returned to his version of normal, showing just a subtle glow, with his massive wings tucked, almost magically, into the skin and muscle in his back.
He approached her cautiously. “Do you believe me now?” he asked.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Do you fear me?”
“No…well, I did at first, but not now. Can I ask you some more questions?” She was whispering.
Gabriel smiled. “Of course you can. But first I want to take you somewhere special to me. Would that be okay?”
Hesitating just slightly before answering, she said, “Okay.”
“Are you afraid of heights?”
“Not at all,” she replied. “The taller the roller coaster the more I like it.”
His smile widened as he said, “Trust me, this will be nothing like any rollercoaster you have ever been on.”
Without another word, Gabriel’s wings flashed out and he scooped her up in his powerful arms, simultaneously leaping upwards in one swift motion. She gasped and closed her eyes, feeling the rush of air through her clothes and hair.
When she reopened her eyes, the campus lights seemed miles away, twinkling like stars. She could only see Gabriel’s hands, but not his face, as he held her from behind, his arms firmly around her torso. His muscles felt strong against her body. Despite the height, she felt safe. Safe , she thought. Like in her dream! Gabriel must have been the one who gave her the water.
She realized that they were circling the UT football stadium, losing altitude with each pass, the warm night air whooshing past her. “Hang on!” Gabriel yelled.
Her arms dangling helplessly in front of her, she didn’t have time to ponder
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