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Ancient Egyptians. Powerful gods. Lost loves. And one badass warrior with wings.
Welcome to the beautiful land of ancient Egypt… only it may not stay so lovely for long. The chaos god, Set, plans to destroy the human world. Fortunately, the angel Xavier has the perfect plan to imprison Set and fast. Even better, Xavier can enact his scheme alone… which is just the way he likes it. No partners. No complications. No problems.
Suddenly, a gorgeous woman materializes. Calling herself Camilla, she declares she’s from the future. All of which is strange enough, but things soon go from bad to weird when Camilla announces that she and Xavier must work together—it’s the only way to defeat Set.
Wow, does Xavier ever hate that idea.
The warrior angel decides on a strategic retreat. In other words, Xavier works to avoid Camilla at all costs. Turns out, that isn’t so easy. This mystery woman has set Xavier’s blood on fire in a way he’s never felt before. No matter how hard he tries, Xavier simply can’t desert her.
But is Camilla another element of Set’s destructive chaos magic… or is she Xavier’s only chance to save both himself and humanity?
Angelbound Xavier Trilogy
1. Archenemy
2. Archnemesis
3. Archangel
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Archenemy
By Christina
Bauer
Except 1
Xavier
England, 2770 BCE
The first rays of dawn warm the forest. Wind shifts through the
trees, creating a chorus of rustling noises. The scent of all things green and
fresh fills the air. Inside my hut, mice skitter past the straw pile that
serves as my bed. Months ago, those little creatures might have snapped me out
of a deep sleep.
But I’m already awake. I haven’t rested in ages.
Because when I sleep, I see her.
The woman in red.
What a grim figure I make right now. My hut is a small round space
with a conical roof that’s formed from dried grasses. There’s the makeshift bed
I never actually use. The remaining space is filled with spell ingredients.
Herbs hang in bunches from the ceiling. Other magical supplies—everything from
fresh seeds to old dragon scales—lie in wooden bowls on the floor.
Then, there’s me.
If any humans could see me now, I’d be mistaken for a mortal
ascetic instead of an angel. My dark skin is caked with salt. My hair is long,
matted, and matched by an uneven beard. It’s true that my eyes can glow blue
with angel power, but that light is easily hidden under my mop of hair. And my
once-white wings are speckled with dirt.
I sit up on my bed and press my palms against my eyes. Focus,
Xavier. The woman in red isn’t the problem here. It’s the one who sent her
into my dreams.
Set, the God of Chaos.
Red is Set’s color. And my dreams always start with a crimson mist
of chaos. When the haze fades, I see a woman in a red dress and hair to match.
Throughout my existence, I’ve been a warrior angel who protects others. No
battle buddies. No romance. Just the occasional spell to enhance my skills. After
so much time, how can a dream woman set the very core of me on fire?
This must be the work of Set. And if the God of Chaos is after me,
there will be more to his plan. After all, Set murdered his own brother,
Osiris. All of humanity could be at stake. I simply must uncover Set’s plans. Fortunately,
I’ve finally found someone who can tell me what Set is up to. Too bad the guy
in question is dead.
In other words, it’s time to summon the ghost of Mortimer the Druid. Again.
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