Page 48 of The Nephilim's Touch
“I couldn’t let him hurt you. I think I destroyed the perimeter spell.”
I kiss him over and over, noticing a halo of stars around his head. “Ready?”
Gabe nods, and on the next breath, he releases me. My magic is back in full force, letting me teleport, popping around Shoren to confuse him. Gabe yanks out one of his feathers with a grimace. I have to keep my surprise at bay when the feather turns into a sword and he charges Shoren.
“You can not have Van. He’s mine!”
“Send him my way!” I open a portal and hope it stays open long enough to send Shoren through it.
Gabe doesn’t get a cut in with Shoren’s thick skin, but he does force the demon my way with each swing. “Be gone. You’re not welcome in this realm and if you try to come for Van ever again, your life will be forfeit.” At Gabe’s words, a spell, or perhaps a curse, burns into Shoren’s forehead and he tumbles into my portal.
My portal seals behind Shoren, and I drop to my knees panting. Gabe throws down his sword, where it turns back into a feather the moment it touches the ground. He rushes to me and I have to look up at him.
The crowd around us roars, but all I notice is Gabe. My Gabe.
“You know, this changes things, angel. I’m going to need you to fuck me with that big nephilim cock.”
He burst out laughing. “You don’t care that this is the nephilim me? A giant?”
“No, babes. I love you every way I can get you.” For once, I have to stand on my tiptoes and pull him down for a kiss. “But seriously, how big is that cock, because it’s a need.” I press against him, forgetting the crowd altogether.
He pulls his wings in. “Take me home and I’ll show you,” he whispers.
19
GABE
The momentI decided to embrace my nephilim-self, the magic book worked again. It’s been two days of me pouring over the book, asking it questions for hours until Van pulls me to bed.
You Know All There Is To Know.
“That’s impossible!”
You Know AllIKnow.
I plop down on the couch. “But there’s still so much to ask you.”
Ah, One Thing We Did Not Go Over.
“Yes?” I lean closer and squint, trying to figure out what it’s kept from me.
Are You A Healer Or Destroyer?
My stomach twists. “Dunno. I’m sure I have the potential for both, but?—”
That’s The Only Correct Answer. Use Your Knowledge Wisely. And Don’t Be Afraid To Fly.
The page fades and I frown. Flying terrifies me as much as it thrills me.
“Gabe? What’s wrong?” Van poofs into the living room after a summons from Poe. We’d discussed at length that he didn’t wantto be set free like Pike or Warwick. With Poe’s blessing he wants to be the next crossroads king. When he’s ready.
“Nothing. Apparently I’ve devoured all the knowledge on nephilim’s the book has to offer. How did your meeting with Poe go?”
“Amazing. We’ve cleared up everything. Wick’s off the hook for my fuck ups and he’s been given a year free from deals to make up for the last year. I’ll do double deals as much as possible. But Poe says I truly have the potential to be the next king. In a few centuries.”
“I’m so happy for you. And I have a special treat. Since you finallytalkedto Poe.”
“What would that be, angel?” He saunters over and I push to my feet.
