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"Fliss, I'm an Angel!" Jesse exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air before dropping back onto his bed.
"An Angel?" I repeated, staring back at him in disbelief. I knew the Jesse was a lot of things, but I didn't note crazy on my list.
"Yes Felicity, an Angel. And you're one too and you know it. So is Cece, Blake, Arix. We're all Fallen Angels." He explained further. I wanted to believe him. Everything made sense and everything led up to being an Angel. The fast- but not abnormal- healing. The compelling need to help people and my awareness. "What about Chris? Is he not an Angel? Does he know about any of this?" I asked in reference to one of his best friends. "Chris is not an Angel," He started with a deep sigh, "He's a daemon, a controlled daemon, unlike some others, who we're going to have to kill."
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Felicity Devin moved to America with her dad to escape her abusive boyfriend, Sam. She never imagined that she would end up being best friends with her father's- partner's- daughter, or falling in love with his son, Jesse-James McKain.
Jesse-James was the schools resident golden boy and bad boy, somehow morphed into one, and Felicity piqued his interest.
Getting caught in a war between Angels and Daemons was nothing that the two anticipated, but they're ready for the ride.