Ollie Vance - Book One: Secrets and Sparks

Chapter Five

I had half of the day off the next day and I had plans to pick up some stuff from the farmer’s market.

I got up bright and early and slipped on a pair of denim cut-offs, a white shirt and my yellow canvas slip ons. I made myself an omelette and a cup of tea and I was in the middle of breakfast when there was a knock on the door.

I went to the window to peek and saw three strangers standing outside.

Dammit. It was too early for this but I went to the front door closet and took out my gun.

“Who is it?” I yelled from behind the door.

“We’ve come to speak with you, Miss Vance,” an almost musical male voice answered. “We will introduce ourselves formally if you would please open the door.”

I cracked the door open slightly, my gun pressed against my hip.

A young man was standing in front of another man and a woman and the first thing that drew my attention right away was how fair and beautiful they all looked, their skin smooth and pale and radiant.

They were in casual clothing, jeans and shirt and they all wore a smile on their faces.

“Who are you, people?” I asked grimly knowing I have never once seen them in my life.

“My name is Devon,” the young man in front said, his blue-green eyes sparkling. “Nathan and Diana are with me as well.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Ollie,” Diana said with a lovely, endearing smile.

I couldn’t be sure if it was just me but their radiant faces and brilliant smiles were doing something to me but I could feel a light wave of calm washing over me. I felt a bit lightheaded, my body weighing less and less with every second.

I narrowed my eyes in suspicion, steeling myself against this influence I could feel emanating from them. “Whatever you think you’re doing to me, stop it.”

Their blinding smiles dimmed significantly at that and Devon nodded in understanding.

“I apologize,” he said. “We shall cut to the chase then, as you humans say it. We are here to talk to you about your involvement with Tristan Black and company. May we please come in? We are not here to harm you at all, just to talk.”

I made a mental note to thank Tristan for this array of unwanted, uninvited supernatural guests coming in droves to my house and opened the door wider, exposing my shotgun.

Devon glanced at it and smiled patiently. “I assure you, the gun is not necessary. We are not bad guys, Miss Vance. In fact, we’re the exact opposite. We are part of the Stellars and we are warriors of the light.”

I raised a brow at him. “And that means?”

Devon hesitated. “We normally do not identify ourselves with humans but in your case we will make an exception seeing as you already know about the existence of otherworldlies. We are soldiers of the divine—our job is to ensure peace and secrecy from among the supernaturals to keep human attention away from them.”

My eyes narrowed again. “And why were you trying to influence me? How can I trust what you say if you were being sneaky about that.”

“My apologies, that was me,” Diana said, her cheeks reddening. “We usually find it easier to discuss with humans when they’re in a more relaxed and open-minded state. They normally don’t notice and I’m not sure why you did but I am sorry for that.”

I felt bad for the girl. She seemed really sweet but I was wary of the whole supernatural connection considering the previous visitors I had here almost chewed off my arm.