Friday, June 8, 2018

ღ*¨¨*•.¸★¸.•*•. .Review For Angels' Whispers (War Eternal #1)  by J.F. Cain .•*¨¨*•.¸★¸.•*•ღ•..

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 

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 

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 

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