Cam's wings were so bright they were almost blinding as they pulsed.
"Holy Hell," Callie whispered, blinking.
"More or less," Arriane said

And while Luce dreamed below of the most glorious wings unfurling-the likes of which she'd never seen before-two angels in the rafters shook hands.

It’s fascinating. You know all these words, and they’re all English, but when you string them together into sentences, they just don’t make any sense.

Rule number 2 - don't listen to me!" Arriane laughed, "I'm certifiably insane!

History can be rewritten, but at what cost?

What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours?