Angels' Whispers
(War Eternal #1)
by J.F. Cain
335 pages
Published April 7th 2017
Alex Meyers, a dynamic, global entrepreneur, has an advantage
that no other human has ever had: he is protected by Aranes, the
Superior of the Angels. While he is skiing, he dies in an avalanche,
but his all-powerful protector breaks one of the ethereal world’s
most important Rules and brings him back to life. Alex falls head
over heels in love with the beautiful Angel, who appears to him in
human form. But she disappears just as suddenly as she had
appeared.
While he searches for Aranes, Alex discovers her true identity and
that he actually might be the high-ranking Celestial Abaddon, who
is mentioned in the Revelations prophecy as the one who will
defeat Lucifer.
The man who fate has thrust among the world’s superpowers is
now living a nightmare. He wants to evade Lucifer’s pursuit, find
out who he truly is and once again see the only being he has ever
loved. And the only way to do it is to make the ultimate sacrifice.
Angels' Whispers is the beginning of an epic tale set in modern
times. The eternal war between Light and Darkness is at a critical
turning point: Angels and Demons, invisible to mortal beings,
battle for dominance in the physical world, while Guardians,
vampires and werewolves, who live among the humans, find
themselves on opposing sides in a deadly power game.
that no other human has ever had: he is protected by Aranes, the
Superior of the Angels. While he is skiing, he dies in an avalanche,
but his all-powerful protector breaks one of the ethereal world’s
most important Rules and brings him back to life. Alex falls head
over heels in love with the beautiful Angel, who appears to him in
human form. But she disappears just as suddenly as she had
appeared.
While he searches for Aranes, Alex discovers her true identity and
that he actually might be the high-ranking Celestial Abaddon, who
is mentioned in the Revelations prophecy as the one who will
defeat Lucifer.
The man who fate has thrust among the world’s superpowers is
now living a nightmare. He wants to evade Lucifer’s pursuit, find
out who he truly is and once again see the only being he has ever
loved. And the only way to do it is to make the ultimate sacrifice.
Angels' Whispers is the beginning of an epic tale set in modern
times. The eternal war between Light and Darkness is at a critical
turning point: Angels and Demons, invisible to mortal beings,
battle for dominance in the physical world, while Guardians,
vampires and werewolves, who live among the humans, find
themselves on opposing sides in a deadly power game.
Oh My Gods. What a book! This
is the first book in the series
and it was not just great but this one was
phenomenal. This
story was so well-written and amazingly thought out.
This is Alex story and the
celestial Angel Arenes. She is the
Angel that is over all of them. But she is
falling for a human
man. This is a really religious type book as well as a
romance. And you don't have to be Christian to read this
book or any religion
for that matter. This one follows the
scientific mind trying to comprehend the
metaphysical. Alex
the main character in this book has fallen in love with an
Angel. Well that isn’t totally accurate, he's falling in love with
the head of
all angels. And she seems to have feelings for
him too. So much so that when he
is caught and in
inexplicable accident she saves his life which is against the
rules. But once in Alex's seen her he's instantly in love with
her and now that
she's gone he has to find her to the point of
driving him to Madness. And this
is his brains rationalizing
and coming to terms with the fact that the
metaphysical exist.
I was floored by a lot of the information that's in this
book. It
is a very smart very well written book. I know I've already
said that
but it cannot be said enough. I am so ready for the
Next book to see that now
that what will happen what will
continue to happen. As Lucifer his set of sights
on Alex and
is ticked off that his Angel as he deems her wants to have
anything
to do with him. Lucifer wants him to commit the
worst sin of all. And now it is
up to Arenes to save him if she can.
Now before I ruin this for
you I will leave off here. I hope you
enjoy this book as much as I did. If you
do like this book,
please consider leaving a review. The Authors really like it
when you do; they value your opinions too.
Aranes stayed where she was
to give him some time to recover from the shock, and when his train of thought
shifted onto the right track she turned to look at him.
“Hi, Alex,” she smiled.
“What a pleasant coincidence.”
“Is it?” he asked warily.
All the same, he smiled, his eyes probing hers deeply.
He looked for the answer in
those strange, magnificent eyes which he loved getting lost in, but whose
unusual color and brilliance also scared him.
“What do you think?” the Angel asked back, her expression showing that his doubts were well-founded.
“The first I’m sure about.
Regarding the second, I have some reservations,” Alex replied.
Behind his smile, a battle
waged between reason and emotion. On the one hand, he wanted to wrap her in his
arms and give her the kiss he’d been craving since the first moment they met;
on the other hand, he knew that this mysterious woman spelled trouble, serious
trouble.
“Reservations are often
helpful,” Aranes said enigmatically.
“In what way?” Alex asked,
his gaze searching her eyes.
“By making us look further
into what interests us.”
And there it was; he’d been
right. His smile faded from his face and a red sign saying Trouble
Ahead lit up.
“Would you like me to look
into something for you?” he asked, and prepared himself for a positive answer.
Pandora’s, or rather Theodora’s, box—the name didn’t matter since both bore
unwanted gifts—was about to open and unleash his worst fears.
“Aren’t you already doing
that?” Aranes responded, her tone hinting that she knew what action he had
taken.
A second went by before Alex
could react to the surprising question. Determined to learn more about the
woman who had turned his life upside down, he grabbed her hand and walked off
with hurried strides.
“Where are you taking me?”
Aranes asked him. The question was purely theoretical. A human reaction might
reassure him, because he was really upset.
“Somewhere where we can talk
quietly. We have a lot to talk about, we two,” he replied through gritted
teeth. They had reached the corner of 5th Avenue and 59th Street. Across from
them stretched Central Park. Alex stopped abruptly, forcing Aranes to do the
same. “So, what do you want? Coffee or a walk in the park?”
The Angel thought it would
be better not to be around people when she told him what she had to.
“I prefer the park.”
“I thought so,” he said, and
as soon as the green light for pedestrians came on he strode off again, holding
her hand tightly.
They crossed the road and
entered the park. Because of the low temperatures, it was empty and its usually
busy paths deserted; only one cyclist and a jogger passed them.
The scenery was an ode to
the season which, although departing in a few days, allowed no sign of spring
to peek through in nature. Tall, thick-trunked oaks and poplars stretched their
bare branches towards the sunless sky; a thin, crystalline layer of frost
covered the ground, and maples, elms and basswoods were mirrored in the
gleaming layer of ice that coated the lake, sustaining the dull and heavy
winter atmosphere.
When they had left the road
and its noise far enough behind them, Alex jerked to a stop. He turned to
Aranes, let her hand go and grabbed her by the arms.
“Who are you? Or should I
ask what are you?”
They Angel looked him
steadily in the eye, not speaking. She had come to the physical plane to
prepare him for what was to follow and this was the best way to show him that
there were some things that couldn’t be said.
“What do you want from me?”
Alex continued. “Has some competitor put you up to approaching me?”
“No, it’s nothing like that,”
Aranes said hurriedly to allay his undue worry.
The storm that had risen in
Alex’s eyes seemed to calm and the frothy-wave-like silver streaks in his
irises began to roll gently against their deep blue backdrop.
“Fine! Then could you
explain some things to me?”
Besides everything else she
had to do, the Angel also had to leave hints about her nature. Soon her protégé
would replay their discussions and would analyze her every word to reach some
conclusions.
“I can’t right now,” she
replied, capturing his gaze in hers so that she could send him non-verbal
messages.
Her calm expression and
steady gaze made Alex wonder. She seemed sincere. But why didn’t she give him a
specific answer?
“What’s going on?” he asked,
confusion written all over his face. “Tell me, what should I think? You appear
out of nowhere, drag me out of an avalanche, treat me as if I’m special to you
and then drop me, only to appear out of nowhere again, knowing that I’ve been
looking for you. Don’t you also think that all this is a little strange?”
“Yes, it is,” the Angel
agreed. “Please, be patient. Soon you’ll have the answers you need.”
Alex would not give in.
“I’d rather have them now,
starting with who you are.”
“That question will be
answered soon, too,” Aranes replied and rested her palm in the middle of his
chest. “Look into my eyes, Alex, and tell me. Do you believe I would ever harm
you?”
He looked bewilderedly down
at her hand on his chest. It felt as if a wave of warmth passed from her palm
into his body, filling him with an indescribable sweetness and wonderful
emotions unknown to him until now. He looked up and searched her unearthly eyes
for an answer to this transcendental feeling, and found much more. In her
effort to calm him and win his trust, the Angel unveiled her soul and let him
see how she felt.
Alex saw her eyes
overflowing with love and was stunned.
This woman seemed to adore
him. It couldn’t be! She knew him so little. To be precise, she didn’t know him
at all. You don’t know her either but you’re crazy about her, he
thought in response.
“No,” he admitted, now calm.
“But I don’t like all this mystery. How did you know I’ve been looking for you,
and why doesn’t the cabin’s owner know you?”
“There’s always an
explanation for everything”, Aranes replied, her gaze fixed on his. “Isn’t that
so?”
“Why don’t you just tell me
who you are? Are you really called Theodora? What’s your last name?”
“I don’t have a last name.”
“That’s not possible.
Everybody has one,” Alex insisted gently.
“I don’t, because I don’t
need it.”
Aranes let a brief moment of
silence elapse to give him time to think.
He was looking at her in
puzzlement. He didn’t know what to think. He didn’t know anyone without a last
name. Where had this woman come from?
“Alex,” the Angel went on.
“You have an extremely well-developed intuition. Listen to it and stay calm, no
matter what happens.”
Her mention of his intuition
caught him completely unawares. Alarm bells started ringing in his head again.
“What’s going to happen? And
how do you know about my intuition?” he asked with a bewildered and at the same
time suspicious look.
Forced to provide only that
information which his mental state could handle, Aranes didn’t answer his
question. She went on:
“There are things you cannot
see, but can sense. Don’t try to explain everything using reason.”
“If I don’t use reason I’ll
go mad!” Alex said with a measure of the irritation that lay dormant inside him
and just wouldn’t be expressed in its true form.
He was annoyed with himself
for not protesting, and for letting her put his head through the wringer
without asking for anything more than the necessary explanations—and yet he was
happy they were together. It was crazy, is what it was!
“Being calm and collected in
times of crisis is characteristic of a superior nature, and I believe you are
one of them,” Aranes told him, wanting to prepare him for what would happen in
the immediate future.
Superior in nature was the
last thing that Alex felt right then. Reason was bombarding his mind with
questions and warnings, and there he stood, helpless to react. He wondered at
his calm. He should normally have freaked out when she mentioned his intuition
and with everything else she told him. But his will seemed to have surrendered
to a hypnotic suggestion. What held him in its grip?
Not having any clue about
the supernatural powers used on him, the answer was simple: her exquisite face,
captivating scent, divine body and basically everything about her, her
intellectual qualities included of course, that drove him delirious with love
and made him want to make her his at all costs. It was a good excuse for his
passiveness, otherwise why would he be acting like a mentally retarded adult?
It wasn’t like him at all…
*✿༻..•.¸¸•´¯`• J. F. Cain •´¯`•.¸¸.༺✿*
J. F. Cain is a writer with a restless mind who spent years of her life
reading and traveling. However, of all the places she has been to,
her favorite is a house in the mountains where she can focus on her
writing.
She is a seeker of knowledge who transcribes the results of her
studies in her books. Her favorite pastime –other than reading and
writing- is scouring libraries.
However, she has lately convinced herself that she enjoys shopping
just as much, as well as spending time with family and friends –
the few that can still tolerate her frequent and extended periods of
absence.
reading and traveling. However, of all the places she has been to,
her favorite is a house in the mountains where she can focus on her
writing.
She is a seeker of knowledge who transcribes the results of her
studies in her books. Her favorite pastime –other than reading and
writing- is scouring libraries.
However, she has lately convinced herself that she enjoys shopping
just as much, as well as spending time with family and friends –
the few that can still tolerate her frequent and extended periods of
absence.
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