This is an extract from my book, its not very good, its very sad (or, the whole lot
together is), but here goes... i guess...:
It is about a boy and his relationship with an angel.
Extract from: Hand On My Shoulder
Ella is the angel, and this is from her point of view:
I turned to face my aunt, with all her powerful, glorious beauty. She smiled.
"I'll need all the information you have on the conduct, and members of the
sisterhood passed on to Joseph within the next hour, the sooner we strike, the
Madeline nodded sharply, turned on her heel, and strode towards the door.
"Oh, and... bring your daughter, will you? I havent seen my cousin since the
ancient spirits changed her, she may need me"
Spirits! I sounded like some gypsy! Jeesh, with me as a leader, who knows where
I clapped my hands joyfully, if somewhat irationally.
"Lets get to it!"
But as usual, they were already gone. Just like that. I thought i was the only one
with freakish abilities? And joyfully??? I clapped my hands joyfully??? What
on earth got into me? Great! I'm finally going mad. About time too really. Oh, who am
Now my whole family can practically teleport away from me. Are they scared of me?
I dont think so. I mean, Madiline is soooo strong in herself so she is fine... but
Dad... sure, he's really confused and Steve... Steve's more terrified of
himself than anything else, or me.
He has some strange, unfounded phobia of hurting me. The other night... he was
so sad, convinced he was a monster, that he is a monster. But he is
not a monster. He may have been dismayed when his composure slipped the other
night, but I didnt mind. He freaked, but I loved it. Loved having his hands
all over my body...
He seems to believe that my status as 'The Ghost Child', or 'Spirit Daughter' and
all that 'savior of the world stuff' means that we cant have any kind of physical
relationship. Any little slip of desire and its abuse rather than the mutual love
that it is. And I dont blame him either. I'm an angel. Thats a fact. So he is going
to desire me. Not a compliment to myself. Not self gratification. Just a fact.
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