Evangeline thought she was a freak. She hated her life and never wanted to be with people. School was hell. She had one friend, and that was Violet. The boys all made fun of her. She felt ugly and alone. That is until the new kids come to her school. Sammael and Allocen both instandly began trouble. They love to prove they are the worst and love to see the girls swoon over them. All the girl do, except Eva. She thinks they are self-centered jerks and make it clear she doesn't like them. Sammael beleives she is adorable and pay little attenrion when his brother, Allocen enjoys a chase. He enjoys the cat and mouse game he has with her until he learns of her gift. Another new student Gabriel learns of her special quality and is hell-bent on protecting her from everyone, including himself. She fights to find out her past, and to keep her future........
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***Book Three of the Orson Goldbloom tetralogy***
"What?" she exclaims. "Trixie is captain?!"
I nod firmly. "Yeah. Today's not April Fool's Day, and looks like the All-Father's brain is clouded as f😠😠😠."
"Language, Orson!"
I look at her puppy eyes, and decide I don't care. "Evangeline, I'd love to tell you that I've been yanking your tail, but I'm not. Trixie is our new head."
"What the f-" she sounds as if she would start swearing herself.
"Language, my sweet Angel," I say. "The gesture is cute, though."
"Go f-" she seems to be unable to speak the word.
I grin. Let's do this the fun way. "Read after me: duck."
"Duck," she copies.
"Luck."
"Luck."
"Buck."
"Buck."
"Tuck."
"Tuck."
"Muck."
"Muck."
"F😠😠😠."
"Fff...uh..."
I sigh and facepalm. "Evangeline Youngspire, you are officially hopeless."
"I'll take that as a compliment," she says, all smiley.
"Oh, of course, you little sh😤😤!" I cry.
Puppy eyes, oh how I hate you.
"Orson, that's mean!" she pouts.
"B😣😣😣😣!" I cry. "Little sl😡😡!"
"Orson, you're impossible."
I smile, raising my voice a few hundred octaves higher. I brush back my hair exaggeratedly and say as Evangelinely as I can, "I'll take that as a compliment."