Secrets: The Angels of Death
16-year-old werewolf Juliet Santiago never really thought she'd return home.
Not when it held so many painful memories.
But eight years and extensive training under the highest rank the organization had to offer later, she returns to California to her brothers Austin and Christopher, and her best friend, Ashley Blackwell.
She's ready to put the past eight years of lies and secrets behind her as she befriends a human, Valerie Hart, and finally heal from all she had been through.
Things should be perfect, right?
Not when her brother's half-blood best friend Jason suspects her as much as he does and seems to be keeping secrets of his own, secrets he would rather she not know, leading to tension-filled fights, childish pranks, and a food fight that leaves Austin's kitchen in ruins.
All the while, the Angels of Death, a dangerous group of supernatural hunters with links to her past, watch silently from the shadows, concocting their next gruesome murder.
They might be closer than she thinks.
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"Don't do that,", Jason scolds, going back to nursing me," You'll hurt yourself."
"See,", I point out," It's things like that confuse me."
"Things like what?", he furrows his eyebrows in confusion.
"You told me you don't trust me, that you think I'm a liar,", I remind him," And now you're sitting here at four in the morning, taking care of me."
His gaze doesn't meet mine.
"I could say the same about you,", he says, eyes once again fixed on my shoulder," You tell me that you know I've hidden things for the last fourteen years, and you clearly don't like me."
His eyes flick up to meet mine, his hand still applying slight pressure on my shoulder.
"But then you lock yourself alone in a room of Devil's Root because you were worried I'd get hurt."
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"Oh, you don't have to,", I smile," I'd rather do this."
I grab Jeffrey by the back of his head and smash his face into the table.
The familiar smell of blood immediately fills the air as his nose breaks from the impact, a pathetic whimper of pain leaving him.
"That's for insulting my mother.", I growl at his bloodied face," Don't do it again."
He nods fearfully and I let go of his hair.
"I'll see you later, Amelia,", I say cheerfully, waving two fingers above my head," I've got pink lemons to toss out the window."
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