"Namn?" I stutter, pushing myself slowly away. For some reason, my senses are on high alert. He's my brother, I shouldn't be afraid. But he seems different. I look up into his face. His violet eyes are daggers, and remind me of........ father. I gasp and shoot back the other way I came. It can't be father, I'm just being silly. I cringe as I fly past sharp wire.
Suddenly, a strong hand grabs my shoulder and throws me to the floor. I see Namn above me, his face red with anger.
"You didn't come home with me." He states, breathing hard.
"You're right," I reply, ignoring the beating of my heart. "I didn't. I went with my friends."
"The enemies." Namn corrected.
"The enemies!?!" I scream, surprising myself along with Namn. "They took me in when I fell to Earth! I could've been alone on the streets forever! I was LUCKY to find them!!"
"It was a curse from our father! You are a discrase!"
"Namn!" I cry, running away. How could he say that to me? He was my twin; a twin is the closet of siblings! Tears spill out of my eyes like rain drops. How could he? How COULD he?
I fell against a corn stark. But, I pushed myself up imminently. If my friends were fighting, so would I. My heart turned cold after Namn's reaction. Did I really expect him to be the same little boy from the Angelic world? Well, he's not. I scream at nothing, the anger swelling in me.
I am an angel by blood. But I will be a demon today. My family's enemy. But my family is gone; ripped away by time and the cruel universe. I was naive. Now I am not.
I am Julian Zanderson. I am powerful.
No you're not. A voice rings in my head.
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Devil's Angels: The Satan's Son (Book 1)
FantasíaMy older brother is dead, My mother and twin are banished My father is a monster hidden beneath his skin. My name is Julian Zanderson, and I'm an angel. After sixteen year old Julian Zanderson's failed attempt to rid the world of her father, she fa...
