Hey everyone,
You all are great. The comments and emails I've received have really lifted my spirits. I'm so pleased you're enjoying the story so far.
Today's installment should really make you happy. You can meet Eran, our hero, an angelic warrior who is sexy, wise and loving. Everything a woman would want in a Guardian Angel! Curious as to what he looks like? Here's a pic of the inspiration I have for this hunk of a warrior... Click on the picture if you want a closer look!
Pretty yummy, huh? His body alone is heavenly! LOL I know I wouldn't mind if he wanted to watch over me. What about you?
I'll put up a pic of our heroine next week. And maybe one of our villain (I love that word), too!
So, here we go... The first part of Chapter One of this great FREE READ!!!!!
The Watcher's Guild: Sweet Nephilim
Chapter One
The Emerging
Eran sat
upon the highest tower in Philadelphia, surveying his domain. It had been quiet these last few months, all
Demon Spawn tucked away in their hidden bowers waiting...plotting...planning. Not so the sentinel of this sprawling
metropolis. As Watcher commanded to protect
this city, he knew he couldn’t let his guard down for an instant. Even when he wasn’t looking for newborn
Nephilim, there was much to do.
Evil never
rested.
Sighing, he
looked down from his perch atop Christ Church, once the tallest building in the
city. From the tip of it’s steeple he
could still see most of downtown Philadelphia.
It was as close to Heaven as Eran could get in this part of the human
world.
He
stretched his tall, muscular body as he followed the antics of a couple of young
males on skateboards far below. They were going to find themselves in trouble
soon. Skateboarding wasn’t allowed in
the Independence National Historical Park. The humans housed their precious artifacts and
documents there. The ones spelling out how
they would govern themselves as well as the bell that rang out their absolute need
for freedom. Eran’s sensual mouth
quirked into a wry smile. Little did
they all know the war for their freedom was an ongoing thing.
The wind
picked up, sending his auburn-brown hair flying. He brushed it back impatiently, as hazel eyes
narrowed. This breeze wasn’t
natural. It had the subtle feeling of
power to it. His body tensed, and he
stood, his searching gaze moving over the city.
Huge white wings unfurled from a hidden cleft in his back, and they sang
with righteous might and power.
“What is
it?” he murmured to himself. His heart pounded
in anticipation as he began to understand.
The restless wind was bringing change.
This was more than a bored demon trying to corrupt a teenager into
buying alcohol. This was something he
hadn’t felt in almost a century.
A Nephilim
was emerging.
And Eran
knew if he was aware, so would be the Demon Spawn. As soon as that first power surge was
released, the race would be on for the soul of this newest angel. And the outcome was never a certainty.
He
struggled for a moment with the decision to leave his high vantage point and
fly around the city, or stay put until the first threads of power were given
off. Either way, he couldn’t guarantee
he’d be the first to get to the new Nephilim, and the demons didn’t give the
new being a choice between righteousness and corruption. The choice was made for him.
The wind
blew hotter, saving Eran from having to make a decision. A moment later he was almost blinded by a
powerful ray of light that blasted out over the city with the force of an
exploding sun. Reacting instinctively,
he dove for the source of the power, even as he wondered about the strength of
the newborn. It had been greater than anything
he’d ever felt before.
It was easy
to track, and his heart beat even harder.
If he could find the young angel so easy, so could his enemy. Praying for Jehovah’s help, he flew faster,
his passage no more than a streak of white glowing light. Down to earth he sped, into the bowels of
downtown Philly. He maneuvered around
buildings and traffic lights, then lower, around cars and passing pedestrians
who were still out even though it was late in the evening.
Until he came to an alley. It glowed like the inside of God’s own
kingdom, lighting up trash bins, broken down furniture and an unfortunate drunk
passed out in a nearby doorway. But the
radiance didn’t matter since no human could see it. Only those angel-born
could sense the powerful rays.
Eran was brought up short by what he saw within the light. His
heart almost stopped beating so great was his surprise. It had been
several millennia since he’d even seen one. Since one such as this had
been born. Neither side had sensed one since before the time of the
Christ. The Watcher Guild had decided it was no longer possible, but
here, standing before him was a newborn angel that made that claim obsolete.
This
Nephilim was female.
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But now, let's talk about the contest. I'm really sorry I haven't been around to play as much as I wanted to. The medical issues are better, but not completely settled yet, so I manage as best I can. But I want to take the time when I'm able to promote and interact with you all.
So, anyway, without any more chatter, here's the winner of the ENTER THE WATCHER'S GUILD contest! Thanks to all for entering!
And the winner is...
PHYLIS!!!!!!
Congrats!!! Send me an email to womanofthewind1@yahoo.com and we'll take care of the rest!!! WooHoo!
Now don't forget to keep commenting. Every time you do, you're entered for our monthly drawing. And if you bring a friend and they sign up, you'll be entered twice! So keep telling your friends.
I'll be back next Sunday with another installment. You all have a great week and a enjoyable holiday season, no matter what you celebrate!
Hugs,
CJ England
Follow Your Dreams
http://cjengland.com/luckbealady/luckbealady.htm
3 comments:
What an unusual name for the hero. I love it. Hope you continue on the road to recovery. Merry Christmas
Thanks CJ! I really love this story. I could see him standing there and the hair blowing in the wind and then the wings....sigh! Look forward to the next installment very much!!! Continued good health to you and Merry Christmas!
I am really behind but I love the story so far. Congrats Phylis!
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