An Angel for Avery
by Ciara Lake
Angels are among us. When
Avery encounters her own angel, he brings her tidings of great joy!
Avery Royce has recently
landed her dream job—the prestigious position of head pastry chef at a quaint
historic inn in Maine. But she's on her own for the first time in her life and
things aren't going well. Homesick and surrounded by resentful co-workers, she
needs to get away, but she can't get time off work. Then she purchases a
beautifully crafted Christmas ornament, and her life is forever changed.
Entombed within the fine
glass of the ornament by a powerful wizard, Aiden has spent an eternity waiting
to be freed. When a beautiful mortal woman's tears finally frees Aiden from his
prison, he's eternally grateful. Still, freed does not mean the danger has
ended. When an old nemesis begins to stalk Avery, Aiden will have to fight to
save her and the love they are destined to have.
Content Warning:
contains explicit sex and some violence
Excerpt:
Confused, Avery didn't
know whether to rush out of the cabin or sit down. This is so odd. "Dear
God, I'm going bonkers." For several minutes, she sat there trying to
rationalize what was going on.
When she looked up, she
saw her crystal angel laying on the table only inches from her elbow. The
ornament sparkled at her.
She picked it up.
"How did you get here?" She caressed its wings. Again they looked as
if they were in a different position.
Tears started rolling
down her face. What's wrong with me? Her tears rained down on the ornament,
washing it. She wiped them away with her fingers, and the ornament gleamed even
brighter. She set it down and sighed. Obviously, I need a mental health
evaluation.
"Be at peace,
child. I bring you no harm," a deep male voice said.
Startled, Avery looked
up. She gasped in fear at the sight of a man sitting next to her at the kitchen
table. When she looked closer…it was the angel from the crystal ornament, now
flesh and blood. He was vibrant and colorful, with black hair, dark eyes, and a
nice tanned complexion. To be sure, she glanced down to where she'd placed the
ornament on the table. It was gone. He truly was there, materialized into a
full-sized man sitting next to her.
"You can and will
accept my presence. All is well, Avery." Warmth emanated from him, making
her feel flushed, but his words strangely relaxed her.
His features were strong,
as perfect as they had been in crystal form. Surprisingly, he touched her arm
as if to soothe her. A scream started to form her throat. Then she froze,
unable to make a sound.
"Be at peace, young
one." Huge white wings unfurled behind him. "I am a heavenly angel, I
mean you no harm." Tilting his head to the side, he studied her. Once
more, a calming sensation passed over her, chasing all fear away.
Avery coughed, nearly
choking.
"Do not scream. All
is well."
She sighed. As if
hypnotized, all she could do was stare into his sparkling eyes. They were
captivating. Intelligence and wisdom stared back at her. In the lamp light, his
skin glowed with an unearthly radiance. When he smiled, his teeth were
perfectly white.
"I am Aiden. I was
trapped within the crystal prison until you freed me with your tears the night
you brought me home."
"Are you my
guardian angel?" Avery asked in a soft voice.
"No. I am a
guardian angel, however, I have not been assigned to protect you. It is
happenstance I am here and that you rescued me with the shedding of your sweet
tears."
"My tears?"
"Yes, when your
tears fell on my crystal prison, it reversed the wicked one's curse, freeing me
from captivity."
"How come I'm not
freaking out more about all of this?" she asked. "I'm oddly
accepting."
"Yes, you are. It
is perceptive of you to notice. I have calmed you with my words. For centuries,
angels have appeared to men and reassured them with mere words. It is one of
our special gifts."
"Oh."
"I have been
imprisoned for more than a century. Much has changed."
"How do you know my
name?" She pulled back from him.
"I heard Norm call
your name."
"Did Norm see
you?"
"Yes, and I allowed
my presence, my angelic persuasion, to make him change his attitude and show
you more respect."
"How?"
"I have a
supernatural influence over people, especially weak ones. Norm is a simple man
with a coward's heart. It was easy to sway his thoughts with only a glance from
me." He chuckled. "Also, I know your name because the magazines are
addressed to Ms. Avery Royce."
Avery studied her
unusual guest. Even seated he was imposing, taking up most of the space in the
room. His sword rested against his knee, shimmering in the light.
"Do you use your
sword?" Avery nodded toward it.
"If and when
necessary, but if my sword bothers you, I will put it away." He waved his
hand, and in a flash, the sword disappeared. "I had grown used to needing
it regularly when I was fighting off the wicked one. It seems my sword did me
little good. Despite my efforts, the wicked one caught me and imprisoned me.
Then he took my ward's life." He shook his head sadly. "I deeply
regret my failure." Aiden stood up, towering over the table.
"Dear me, you're
big." She looked him over.
"I am a
warrior," he reminded her. "I protect those assigned to me with brute
force as well as angelic abilities."
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About the Author:
Reading and writing is a wonderful diversion
from an often-difficult world. I love to create my own stories and have control
over how things will end. It's exciting to create brand new worlds and
characters. My imagination can come alive.
In sci-fi, fantasy, and paranormal stories, I
can invent wonderful places and people. Anything is possible in these genres,
it's limitless. I'm able to create an escape into a special world filled with
unique and fantastic things and there is always a happy ending.
A high school teacher inspired me to write.
However, instead of initially pursuing my writing career I became a lawyer. I
work in divorce court, so erotic romance is a great escape. There can be true
love and happy-endings, at least on my pages.
My two children and I have two good-humored dogs
that share our home and ease our stress. I have traveled and lived all over the
world, and these experiences have given me great creative ideas. I look forward
to creating many more adventures in romance.
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