I am very excited about my latest story “Words of an Angel” which was released
mid-July. Words of an Angel is a paranormal romance that has situations in it
that we all go through in life…only with a twist : )
Rayanne Bradley is young, single, and experiences
some life changes. She will struggle with new choices that will affect her both
personally, and professionally. She will also find the man of her dreams. As
the worlds of dreams and reality collide, the two will struggle with choosing
to do what’s right, or choosing to follow what’s in their hearts. One will be
faced with giving up everything they’ve ever known, a choice that if made, will
result in never ever going back. The other feels it’s too great a sacrifice to
ask someone to make. How far is too far to go, when you love someone?
Blurb
for Words of an
Angel
After losing her job at the local newspaper, Rayanne Bradley
finally had the time to reach for one of her dreams—writing a book. What should
have been an easy task end’s up getting off to a slow start, until the day her
muse shows up. Now, whenever the masculine scent of musk mysteriously fills the
air, her thoughts flow freely as she types them into what will become her book. As the
manuscript unfolds, the mystery deepens and becomes entangled with
coincidences. Could this be real? Had she met the long haired, sexy, man of her
dreams? Could she believe and trust the words of an angel?
~*~
Ecanus
hung his head when he heard the booming voice from above. He knew he was guilty
of doing wrong yet again by corresponding with Rayanne, but he wasn’t ashamed
of what he’d done. He looked around but didn’t see anyone. He waited, but no
one appeared, nor was he summoned by one of the Council. After a few more
minutes went by without anything further, he assumed the roaring voice of the
Creator was simply a warning. He knew he needed to heed the cautioning, but he
was torn between obeying the written laws, and his growing feelings for
Rayanne. Temptation. This was the very first time he actually understood what
the word meant.
He
turned back to where he could view the lovely woman once more. Ecanus frowned
when he saw that she had left the chair she was seated on before and that her
home was now dark. He knew that mortals ‘slept’ and rested at length during the
hours of darkness, but where he dwelled there was never a need to sleep.
With a
heavy hearted sigh, he looked out across the expanse of the mortal world.
Although he was checking on the writers as he had done more times than he could
count, this was the first time he had ever wondered what it would be like to
live in their world. The Creator had given them a beautiful place to dwell.
Though humans weren’t given immortality as the angels had been, they were given
a second chance. They were given salvation. Upon their death, they could be
saved, entering into heaven and experiencing all the love the Creator held for
them.
Would the trade-off be worth it, he
brooded over the mere thought. Ecanus knew he needed to come to some sort of a
decision and soon. He knew he couldn’t ignore the feelings he was having where
Rayanne was concerned, but he also wasn’t certain of being with her either.
The
talk he had with Barchiel had helped him in many ways, but also complicated
things further when he pointed out the choices available to the angel. Ecanus
fully understood what his options were. Now, he simply needed to make a choice.
That was one of the gifts the Creator bestowed upon the beings of both
realms—free will.
Creases
formed on the angel’s forehead as he frowned. How could he choose between
having everything, and having
everything he’d recently come to wonder about? One was absolute certainty
without ever needing anything more. The other, was uncertainty at every turn.
Yet, only one choice gave him the chance to experience the full feeling of
loving Rayanne. What bothered Ecanus most was that Rayanne had free will too.
Would she want him if that was the road he chose to go down? Was it a risk
worth taking? He was now confronted with the hardest decision he’d ever been
faced with. The only thing he sought comfort in, was in knowing whatever the
outcome would be, his faith would always remain strong.
Seeing
that no one was summoning his help at the moment, Ecanus crossed into the
mortal realm, appearing in the quiet, dark room where Rayanne was sleeping. He
sat on the bed next to her, looking at her intensely. She really was a
beautiful woman and he felt a warming in his heart as he continued to watch her
sleep. The long, thick, dark lashes of her closed eyes fluttered occasionally
above her slender, somewhat pointed nose. Her luscious pink lips were slightly parted,
as the whispered sounds of her breath slipped between them.
Before
he realized what he was doing, Ecanus lifted his hand to the sleeping woman’s
face, gently caressing it as he brushed away the hair that had fallen across
her cheek. A grin lifted the corner of his mouth when she raised her hand
resting it where his had been just a second earlier, as if savoring his touch.
Sitting there looking at her, he would have thought his decision would be easy
to make. But it wasn’t. He hadn’t expected that. Their worlds were just so
different.
If he
asked the Devine power to allow him to become an incarnated angel—an angel who
was allowed to become human—he could go to Rayanne. He would also have to
choose if he wanted to stay there permanently or simply experience what he was
seeking and return. Another hard choice, and one that needed to be made at the
initial time of asking. There was no deciding after the fact or changing his
mind.
Becoming
incarnated was allowed, part of the free will choices that angels were given,
but a choice that was never taken lightly. Some had chosen to return after a
short life in the human world. Others
had chosen to remain as human, experiencing all that came with that, including
death.
Ecanus’s
thoughts were interrupted as the sleeping beauty stirred, rolling onto her
back. “Why am I having such a hard time deciding?” he said, knowing she
couldn’t hear him. He knew if he wanted to experience love in its truest form
it would require time. Love was unconditional but needed time to grow and to be
nurtured. It required complete devotion and patience. Obviously that wasn’t
going to happen in a short period of time. Deep inside he knew that asking to
be incarnated to be with Rayanne would result in it being a permanent choice of
living as a mortal.
Yet
what nagged at him was one sole question, what if she didn’t return his
feelings? He would then have to live out his time as a mortal without her. She
was the only reason he was even considering any of this. It didn’t seem fair.
He’d heard that to love someone to the depth of your soul was to make
sacrifices to be with them, as well as for them. He just wasn’t sure he could
take that kind of leap of faith and trust, to make that magnitude of a
sacrifice. “What am I going to do?”
Moving closer,
he could smell that the sweetness of lavender from her hair had buried its
fragrance deeply in the cloth of the bedding she was nestled in. It was at that
time he heard the anguished voice of a man, asking for his help. The prayer
sent was filled with depression. Ecanus recognized the voice of Dale
immediately, for he had helped the writer many a time before. Dale was a very
good writer but doubted himself and his abilities, especially when he was
drinking. Holding his breath, Ecanus listened as the man cried, begging for
help with his writing. The prayer so anguished, it was the most desperate
Ecanus had ever heard him. Through his sobs Dale vowed to give up drinking
forever, if he could just write one bestselling book.
Ecanus
looked down at the lovely Rayanne for several minutes. His decision was made.
With his wings flexed back over his shoulders until they touched each other, he
leaned forward and with the softness of a feather he kissed her mouth tenderly.
He allowed the meeting of their lips to linger, relishing in its intimacy,
wishing she could feel it too. As Ecanus broke off the kiss, he saw Rayanne
open her eyes momentarily. Sleepily, she slid her fingers to her mouth, running
her index finger over her lips, almost as if she had felt the kiss. A smile
formed on her lips as she rolled once more onto her side.
Ecanus
rose from her bed, readying himself to leave. He looked once more at the
beautiful creature that slumbered so peacefully. As he left her room, the first
tear he had ever shed slipped down his cheek. He knew he’d made the right
decision, he just hoped it was one he wouldn’t regret.
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