My Angel Guardian - Lesbian Romance

By Shannon Ellison

Are we ever truly obligated to do anything? All Zisel has ever wanted was for her father, Archangel Gabriel, to show her that he cares. This affects almost every aspect of her life, from the way she interacts with others, and all the way to her career ambitions. That is, until she is told unexpectedly that her training has been accelerated by an entire year - she's ready to become an Angel Guardian. 

Her first Charge is a young Summer Shaw, a wayward lady on the run from a drug dealer out for revenge. When Zisel and Summer start to connect on a level deeper than Guardian and Charge, will Zisel stay on the path to perfection, as she feels is expected of her? Or, will a turn of events show Zisel there are much bigger concerns beyond her need for approval - concerns that could test Zisel's loyalty to all that she knows?

A Standalone Short Story with No Cliffhanger! 

• Language: English
• Publisher: American Lesbian Romance Club
• Release date: Nov 26, 2018
• ISBN: 9781540112583

Book preview

My Angel Guardian

Chapter 1

Zisel preferred physical training. She loved pushing her body to its limits and then surpassing them to reach new heights within herself. Cadet Commander Ebenezer told her regularly that he hadn’t seen such promise in a Guardian Cadet since Zisel’s father, Gabriel, who now sat on of the Archangel Council as overseer of the Guardians. Zisel was used to the comparisons to her father, but rather disagreed with them. For example, she was more the physical type, while her father was more cerebral. Zisel thought that any training that didn’t involve dodging holoshots or flying an obstacle course was like torture.

As she sat at the study cubicle, a manuscript of ancient Tao proverbs stretched before her, Zisel marveled at the amount of effort it took to stay focused. She was supposed to be researching the navigation of possible moral ambiguity within cases of adultery for one of her many lecture classes. With each passing minute, though, her mind drifted further away from the present. Specifically to the record she had broken on the advanced flight course only hours prior.

It had been her father’s record. Zisel wasn’t sure if Gabriel had been informed yet, but she did know he would expect her to be humble enough to allow someone else to break the news. Oh, how the excitement was ripping at her, though. Zisel wondered if her father would respond with pride. Would she get one of those gentle smiles she valued so much and received so rarely? How could anyone focus on proverbs and ethics with a father’s approval hanging over their head?

Zisel, said a high-pitched, cantankerous voice. Zisel knew immediately that when she turned, the timeworn librarian Chaya would be boring into her with those sharp eyes – eyes that always seemed to be searching for a flaw. Zisel had often heard that human librarians were quiet, organized creatures that treated their libraries as sanctuaries never to be disturbed. Chaya possessed none of these qualities.

Your father requested a word, young one, she said, chewing at what looked to be a ripped out page of a book, her wings unkempt and ruffled.

Did he happen to say what about, Zisel asked. She couldn’t hide the breathless excitement.

Sorry, sweetheart. Just asked for you, Chaya replied. Also, would you wear some gloves with that manuscript? The oils in your hand are going to ruin it.

Of course, Zisel was barely listening. Her mind was ablaze with thoughts of what her father would say. Perhaps he would invite her to dine with him at the Archangel Tower? As she carefully rolled the manuscript up, Zisel’s heart fluttered at the thought of a night off from the noisy Cadet mess with its bland food and uncomfortable seating.

Thank you for the message, Instructor Chaya, Zisel presented the manuscript to the librarian with an appreciative bow. If possible, Chaya’s gaze became sharper as she took the manuscript and peered at Zisel over her bottle glasses. She removed the twisted book page from her mouth and pointed it at Zisel.

I hear you broke his record today, she said finally.

Oh, yes, Zisel responded in a carefully measured tone. I did.

I’m sure Gabriel will have something to say, Chaya’s smirked. And I’m sure he’ll be very proud.

Zisel was thrown by Chaya’s compliment. In all of Zisel’s years, she had never heard Chaya say a kind word to anyone.

Oh...Instructor Chaya. Thank you very much. That truly means a great deal to me, Zisel bowed once more, but Chaya waved her away.

I’m proud of you, kid, she said. You’re usually are pretty respectful of the books. The other Cadets could learn a thing or two from you.

Oh, believe me, Instructor Chaya, Zisel grinned. I’ve tried teaching them.

THE REALM OF ANGELS was generally a bright, picturesque place to be. The countryside was wide with rolling pastures bursting with crops of all sorts, and livestock that lolled from