Fallen Angel: Prequel To Nathaniel Teen Angel

By Patricia Puddle

When Devlin arrives late for the birth of Eloise O'Connor, he can't believe his best friend has taken over his position as her guardian angel. Though Devlin pleads with Nathaniel to hand the child's guardianship back over to him, he refuses. The two angels have been friends for thousands of years, but after seeing how tiny and vulnerable the baby is after a difficult birth, Nathaniel isn't willing to risk her life with a tardy, irresponsible angel. Devlin's new obsession with fallen angels and sexy women seem to be affecting his judgment and Nathaniel believes he's planning to sell his soul, which would put Eloise in even more danger. Outraged, Devlin accuses Nathaniel of betrayal and threatens to guard Eloise, with or without his approval. After eighteen lonely years of missing his best friend, Nathaniel hopes his Devlin will come to his senses and visit him, but the day Devlin turns up, the battle of the two angel begins.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Patricia Puddle
• Release date: Feb 7, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311253781

Patricia Puddle

Patricia writes Paranormal Love stories for older teens and adults. Here first series, Ominous Love, is an angels and demons story. She also writes and illustrates humorous and adventurous children's stories. Her Rascals Series is aimed at reluctant readers. Molly Gumnut and Velvet ball are suitable for children of all ages.Patricia also volunteers for a wildlife rescue charity for injured and orphaned animals.

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Fallen Angel

Prequel to Nathaniel Teen Angel

(Ominous series)

A novel by

Patricia Puddle

Copyright © 2014 Patricia Puddle

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or person, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

This book is aimed at older teens (New Adults) and adults. All main characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

DEDICATION

This book is dedicated to my sweetheart, the teenage boy I married, my best friend and husband, whose endless support and encouragement has helped me to learn what I never learned at school. Thank you for doing all the cooking so I could write this book, honey.

Chapter One

Devlin

Devlin ripped off his robe and dropped it at his feet. He wouldn’t be needing that for a few of weeks. Pulling on his tight black jeans, he grinned. Phew, what a close call. When Archangel Michael demanded to see him earlier, he presumed it was for another lecture about his ungodly behaviour, especially since he’d just arrived back from watching a wet tee-shirt contest in Australia. Thank goodness he hadn’t been spotted or Michael wouldn’t have approved his guardianship of Madeline O’Connor’s baby.

He ran his hands down his smooth muscly chest and smiled. Yes, his day had turned out a lot better than he thought and he was thrilled with his new assignment. Having a descendant of a fallen angel to guard would certainly keep his mind from forbidden distractions. He plucked his crucifix from his gown and shoved it in his pocket. Of course he intended to quit lusting over women, especially now. He’d waited eons for an opportunity to guard a mortal with the bloodline of an angel, and he wasn’t about to ruin it because of his own stupidity.

As he gazed up at the gates of Heaven, he crossed himself. He’d known for a long time now that he wasn’t really cut out to be a guardian, or even an angel for that matter. And if it wasn’t for the friendship he had with Nathaniel, he would’ve seriously considered falling long ago. But for now, he had a reason for being, and a commitment he intended to keep.

Stretching his wings out, he began preening his feathers. He was pleased that the O’Connors lived in Australia. There was nothing more exhilarating then skyrocketing through the atmosphere above the Pacific Ocean at night, especially if Nathaniel came along. He smirked. Whenever they raced each other across the Tasman Sea, they always seemed to argue over who’d won, but disagreeing with Nathaniel made it even more invigorating, and a great excuse for a wrestling match on a cliff top or mountain pinnacle.

Reminiscing about night-flying was making him restless and since his new protégé wasn’t due for two weeks, he figured it was a good enough excuse to catch up with Nathaniel. Having time off was great, but he couldn’t understand why Michael had only appointed him one ward. It didn’t matter to him, but it was odd all the same. He shrugged. Oh well, there was no point worrying about it now; he was officially on leave.

Knowing Nathaniel was stationed on the north coast of New South Wales, Devlin decided to visit him while he had some time off. Plus he wanted to share his good news. After slicking his hair back with his fingers, he dived off his cloud and headed straight for Australia.

As he zoomed over the Coral Sea, he smiled. Like always, jetting through the stratosphere on a glorious sunny day invigorated him and reduced his urge to fall to Earth. Though he’d never told anyone how restless he was, he had a feeling Nathaniel sensed it. He wasn’t sure if he was imagining it or not, but Nathaniel always seemed to steer him back on the right path. But no matter how hard he tried to stay on it, he never lasted more than a week. If it wasn’t for Nathaniel’s loyalty and encouragement, he guessed his wings would’ve been burnt to a crisp before now.

He couldn’t remember how his obsession with women had started, but lately, it was taking over his every thought. He sighed. He didn’t want to lose his wings, so hopefully a few days of relaxation would be all he needed to wean from his addiction, then he could abstain for good. Besides, once his new protégé arrived, there’d be no time for anything else. He’d be guarding and studying her twenty-four-seven for the whole of her life.

Burning through the sky over Queensland, he gazed down at the beaches and high-rise buildings. It frustrated him that he couldn’t be seen by mortals, especially knowing that fictitious action heroes were worshiped by them. He laughed. If humans knew that angels really did flit around the universe to save their sorry souls, they’d probably be too terrified to cope with it, though he chuckled at the thought of what the ladies might do.

With women on his mind again, he spread his wings and swerved left, sailing through the warm air along the Gold Coast. He was enjoying the scenery so much, he slowed his pace, letting the airstream ruffle his feathers as they carried him effortlessly through Surfers Paradise. When he spotted a young couple canoodling on a secluded beach, he licked his lips with envy, but then he realised where he was heading and silently cursed. Holy Crap. After his close call earlier, he knew he should get well away from there, and fast―but it was too late. Just the sight of that beautiful woman in a bathing suit had him wanting more. Swearing it was his last time, he continued along the coast, letting the breeze glide him over the estuaries and hi-rise buildings until he reached his favourite beach. As he searched for a place to hover, he noticed a voluptuous brunette with long tanned legs, and she was jogging towards the reef. Perfect.

When she stopped to catch her breath, Devlin swooped down in front of her and furled his wings behind his back. Wow! She was even more beautiful close up and her skin was flawless. He flexed his pectoral muscles. Being bare-chested made him feel sexy even if she couldn’t see him.

As she leaned over to take her shoes off, he got a clear view of her ample breasts down the top of her bathing suit and he gasped with longing. They looked a lot firmer than he thought they would and he yearned to squeeze them. Holy Heaven! What was he thinking?

She shook the sand from her sneakers before putting them back on, then she stood up and stretched, her face only inches from his.

Devlin froze. She seemed to be staring right at him with the bluest eyes he’d ever seen. He blinked twice. Though he knew she couldn’t really see him, he licked his lips and gazed at her plump full mouth. Jeez, she was sexy.

Humming to herself, she pulled her long hair into a ponytail and tied it with a band from her wrist. Devlin frowned. Instead of enjoying being close to a woman like he normally did, he felt unhinged. Clenching his teeth, he stretched to his full height of six-foot-one. If he could just have ten minutes with her, he knew he’d have her trembling in his arms. He sighed. If only she could sense his presence, or at least see his aura. Though he didn’t believe she would, he ran his hands down the sides of her body, but as he reached the curves of her hips, she shivered and rubbed her arms.

Devlin jaw dropped, then he slapped his thigh and laughed. Holy crap, she’d sensed him. She’d quivered at his touch and she knew he was there. He held his head in disbelief. How incredible, and he hadn’t even touched her skin. Surely he couldn’t have imagined it, could he? Nah, she was still trembling and she looked kind of nervous. Realising what he’d done, he quickly scanned the area to make sure Michael’s messengers weren’t spying on him. Darn it. What was he thinking? Did he want to lose his new protégé?

Grasping the danger of the gamble he’d just taken, he panicked and shot into the air, jetting as far away from the Gold Coast as he could. He couldn’t believe he’d just tried to connect with a human woman, especially now when he had the perfect opportunity to learn more about fallen angels. Jeez, if he’d stayed there a moment longer, who knows what would have happened, and if he didn’t get his wings burned off for this, he’d be surprised for sure.

As he zoomed over the New South Wale boarder, he kept glancing at his feathers. His dusky wings were his pride and joy and he was relieved they hadn’t been scorched to ashes already. He certainly hadn’t intended sacrificing them for a grope, or a kiss. He shook his head. Oh, why was he so darned weak? Crossing himself, he prayed to the Lord for forgiveness, then he made pledge to keep his lust under control so he’d never regress again.

Once he’d passed Coffs Harbour, he slowed his pace and began to relax. The views were spectacular, and as he glanced down at the forests, he smiled as a mob of kangaroos leapt through the wetlands and hopped into the woods. It was amazing how they bounced like balls so high above