Hush, Hush (Hush, Hush, #1)

by Becca Fitzpatrick

The Book of Enoch,” she said. “In it, a fallen angel kills his Nephil vassal by sacrificing one of the Nephil’s female descendants.

Jules’s laughter carried like a cold whisper. “It makes no difference to me whether I shoot you or you fall to your death.” “It does make a difference,” I said, my voice small but confident. “You and I share the same blood.” I lifted my hand precariously, showing him my birthmark. “I’m your descendant. If I sacrifice my blood, Patch will become human and you’ll die. It’s written in The Book of Enoch.” Jules’s eyes were devoid of light. They were trained on me, absorbing every word I spoke. I could tell by his expression that he was weighing my words. A flush rose in his face, and I knew he believed me. “You—,” he sputtered. He slid toward me with frantic speed, simultaneously reaching into his waistband to draw the gun. Tears stung my eyes. With no time for second thoughts, I threw myself off the rafter.