Ten Fun Facts About Michael Patronus
1. He is named after his predecessor, the Archangel Michael.
2. He is eighteen human years old but was born of light in the realm of countless days.
3. Michael has many titles: guardian angel, Soulkeeper, spiritual warrior, Halo of the Son (elite warrior for spiritual special ops team).
4. His hair is as blonde as a lightning strike across the sun.
5. Michael’s eyes are pale blue when he is at peace. They churn with a kaleidoscope of colors when he is called to save a soul, and then burn dark indigo when he is sexually aroused.
6. Although he cherishes his holy vows and the purity of his light, Michael is tortured by his forbidden love for Sophia.
7. He is dangerous when crossed and will do anything to be with her.
8. Michael will stop at nothing to protect Sophia.
9. Michael’s greatest fear is losing Sophia to Dante, the Demon of Persuasion, who has escaped Hell to take her soul.
10. Michael has a secret prophecy that even he doesn’t know about . . .
(Many thanks to Angel’s Guilty Pleasures for the guest blog invitation!)
Lori Adams is the author of the Soulkeepers series: Forbidden, Awaken, and Unforgiven. She wrote her first book—about scary sharks—at the age of eight. Now she writes New Adult, young adult, and middle-grade fiction. Originally from Oklahoma, Adams lives in Southern California with her husband and two daughters.
Soulkeepers # 3
By: Lori Adams
Releasing April 21st, 2015
Otherworldly desire and paranormal action reach new heights in the final installment of The Soulkeepers. As Sophia St. James moves Heaven and Hell to claim her destiny, questions are answered, secrets are revealed—and immortal love is tested.
After finally becoming a powerful Spirit Walker, Sophia St. James is shocked to discover that her conjured identical twin, Ka—along with her soul—have been dragged down to Hell by the relentless Demon Knight Dante. Sophia tries to hide the crisis, but there is little hope of keeping any secrets from her red-hot Guardian Angel. Growing suspicious, Michael has been making plans of his own that will bind him and Sophia together forever.
But Sophia is plagued with evil visions through Ka’s experiences in Hell. She is terrified that Dante will discover he has taken the wrong Sophia. Desperate to return to her original state before she withers away and dies, she risks everything to go where Michael can’t follow. To bring back Ka and save her own soul, Sophia must now enter the gates of Hell.
Praise for The Soulkeepers
“In a clash between heaven and hell, no one raises the heat like Spirit Walker Sophia and her Guardian Angel, Michael.”—Cecy Robson, award-winning author of the Weird Girls series
“As romantic as it is addictive, with witty writing, an action-packed plot, and a face-fanning romance all in one, The Soulkeepers is quickly becoming one of my favorite paranormal series.”—Cassie Mae, author of The Real Thing
“If you are looking for an amazing and unique paranormal romance that never has a dull moment, has an intense love triangle, fabulous characters, and a captivating, action-filled plot, then look no further than this highly addictive series.”—The Avid Book Collector
I descend the steps and enter the labyrinth of colorful tents. The meadow is thick with guests so I weave through, keeping my head down to avoid being stopped by well-wishers that I’d rather not lie to. My second heartbeat rages inside me; Michael ignored my request and is hard on my heels. I know he’ll bombard me with questions the moment we’re alone. This, I want to avoid.
I catch a glimpse of Michael’s cousin Milvi waiting for me outside the dressing chamber at the edge of the meadow. She’s one step ahead of me and I realize privacy is not to be mine after all.
I stop short, turn around, and raise my hand. Michael halts. “Please, don’t follow me. Don’t make a scene.”
He steps closer and whispers, “I’m not the one making a scene, Sophia. Are you going to tell me what happened on that stage? Are you going to tell me the truth?”
The truth? I would love to tell Michael the truth. But I’m terrified of what he’ll think of me. I’ve only just now gotten him back. How can I explain that I’ve been involved with Dante, that I allowed him—begged him—to take me to a private demon nightclub to find a spell book so I could create Ka. How do I explain Dante’s late-night visits? How do I explain my trust in the demon whose only ambition has been to Take my soul? How do I tell Michael that Dante has Taken my soul?
I can’t. At least not now. Not when I’m not sure how it happened. I haven’t even explored ways to get my soul back. There is so much I need to understand first, and risking Michael’s love all over again is not an option.
I reroute his attention to something more intimate. Besides, this is truth of a different kind.
I close the distance between us and whisper, “Michael . . . I was completely shocked to feel three tugs on my heart. I was afraid you . . . didn’t love me anymore. I was afraid we were—”
“Of course I still love you,” Michael murmurs. His anger vanishes on the heels of my confession, and he starts to raise his hands to hold me but remembers himself and lets them drop. He works to overcome his emotions. Struggles to harden his resistance. But his eyes can’t hide his desire. “I’ve missed you so much. I’d give anything to touch you right now.”
Blood rushes to my face, burning my cheeks with a deep sort of yearning. I’m caught off guard by his intimate admission, lost within myself as he gazes into my eyes. We stare like holding hands. Everything else falls away when Michael looks at me with such longing. I don’t want to disturb anything. I want to keep Hope right here; I want to stand back and watch it grow and grow. Strong and vibrant above all else. Hope that I can make things right is all I have.
I clasp my hands to keep from reaching for him. I wonder if there will be a day when we can do as we please, hold each other without worry, without breaking any spiritual vows.
Heat pulsates between us like an electric charge, and I see that Michael is struggling to hide his emotions. Color rises to his cheeks while his fist clutches the hilt of his sword. His liquid blue eyes blink slowly, so heavy with need that it breaks my heart. I don’t want to fight this anymore. I can’t, and I raise my hand to cup his face.
“Sophia!” Raph calls out, causing us to flinch and step back. He pushes through the guests and wraps me in a hug. “Congratulations! Never had a doubt that you could do it.” He steps back and clasps my shoulders, grinning. I instinctively look away, afraid he’ll sense my desire for Michael, or worse, notice my missing soul. “Hey, you’re coming to our house, right? You know Mom and Dad planned a private party?” He continues without missing a beat. He has failed to learn anything from me, and I’m flooded with relief. Maybe this is going to work after all.
Michael clears his throat. “I was just telling her about that. In case she wants to stop by and—”
“Mom’d be disappointed if you didn’t come.” Raph ignores Michael and drapes an arm around my shoulder, leading me away. “Can I tell her you’ll be there?”
“Of course. I was just on my way to change.”
Raph deposits me at the dressing chamber, where I turn and look back for Michael. He is gone.
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