Gates of Fire And Gold

Chapter 43

I do as Dolores suggested, and I start asking my guides for help when I'm trying to project.

One afternoon, one of them shows up.

I've just sat up from my body when an angel appears, dressed in white robes, his long, brown hair curling around his chiseled face.

And he. Is. CHISELED.

"I'm Tomrick," he says with a perfect smile. My heart starts pounding.

"I'm here to answer any questions you have." He puts his hand on my leg.

But I don't have questions. I can't think of any. All I can think about is his athletic frame, and his big brown eyes, and his smile, and how I'm throbbing down there...

We're on top of each other, this angel and I. He's putting his hands all over me and -

Something doesn't feel right.

I push him away, gently.

He suddenly pulls back. His face melts and he takes on the form of what looks like a gargoyle. He hisses and bares his razor-sharp teeth.

The walls scream in unison with me.