Touched (Touched, #1)

by Elisa S. Amore

The shadow of fate was waiting, hidden in the night, wrapped in its coils of darkness that were at times protective, at times menacing. Cold, like the heart of he who ruled it.

E

I’d had dozens of ‘book boyfriends,’ crushes on characters in novels, but he was real and besides, he was Peter.

Fiction

I chose the Lana Del Rey folder and turned the volume all the way up. Her voice could carry me far away, delving into my soul and revealing things I didn’t know about myself. Music was my life, along with books.

Fact

I crossed my legs and rummaged through my backpack, looking for a book. I always brought at least two with me. I’d sought the company of books ever since I was a little girl. I pulled out Divergent by Veronica Roth in an attempt to distract myself from those unsettling thoughts. I had a not-so-secret crush on Four, the main male character.

Book

“So do you always refuse to talk to strangers, or does that rule apply only to me?” he asked, teasing.

Hihi

Could love strike so suddenly, like a train barreling down the tracks, unable to stop? Could an emotion be so devastating that it burns like lava, clouding your thoughts, leaving you utterly unable to choose? Like a stealthy, greedy thief who steals your heart and every part of you while you stand there and watch it happen, a helpless spectator, with no way out? A wave of pure emotion washed over me, and all at once, everything became clearer.

Aw

I was starting to think death was pursuing me.

Hm

There was something about Evan. Something dark. Peter had sensed it before I had. An avalanche of memories surfaced in my mind. Unintelligible, senseless pieces of information, but they all had a common denominator: Evan. I knew that to get to the bottom of everything I had to crack the code. Many strange things had happened since he’d moved to town, things that, up until then, I had to admit I hadn’t really thought much about.

Fact

“Well, you see, we’re rather special Angels.”

S

“But you can eat,” I said. “You ate blueberry crumble when you came to the diner.” He smiled. “That was an excuse to see you, Gemma,” he admitted with a sensual smile. “Besides,” he said, grinning at Ginevra, “she eats enough for all of us.”

Aww

“Am I dreaming, then?” The Angel nodded, though through the darkness I could barely see it. “Let’s say it’s more of a nightmare than a sweet dream,” he said, snickering. “I don’t need you to tell me that, I already know it’s a nightmare. The worst one I’ve ever had, if it makes you happy!” I shot back bitterly, surprised I could still find a sense of humor.

Dream

What are you willing to sacrifice when the only person who can save you is the same one who has to kill you?

Fate

Before I met you, I thought I had everything, but then I realized I had nothing. I’d

Aw