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Category:
Young Adult/Teen
Publisher: Astraea Press
ISBN-10: 1463692986
Type: Fiction
Pages: 344
ISBN-13: 9781463692988
The Keepers is a young adult/adult cross over paranormal romance. Like hot brooding angels? Check it out.
Jess denies God. In his infinite wisdom, he’s taken everyone she’s ever loved. Moving to the French Quarter was a ploy to erase the guilt she felt for rebuking her faith. Perhaps, if she hadn’t met Justin, an angel preoccupied with getting back into God’s good graces, and drowning in his hatred for humanity, her plan would have worked.
Justin’s general disdain for the human race makes him difficult to like, but some higher power has appointed him her keeper. Justin’s convinced he can mend her broken relationship with her maker, but in the process he learns a thing or two about his own humanity.
Never mind falling in love, that’s not supposed to happen. In fact, it may even be forbidden. Jess just wants Justin to understand her plight, and he wants to protect her from a world she doesn’t know.
If neither is equipped to save the other, then whose soul will live and whose will perish?
Excerpt
He hadn’t heard her name not yet. She'd wandered in from the rain shaking an umbrella and trying to look aloof. It had taken Vi less than ten minutes to engage her in conversation, and once Vi hooked the girl, they sat together for the rest of the evening. Vi had been his friend for years, and she could unfailingly be counted on
in these matters. They often found the same people intriguing, and he knew she would befriend the newcomer.
New Orleans was a sea of appealing women with pleasing accents flowing from pretty lips, but there was something about this girl’s beauty, something that kept Justin’s eyes planted on her. She caught him gawking at her, and he didn’t bother to look away. Humiliation was just another useless human emotion he wouldn't
even pretend to possess.
Rory wanted to introduce himself, but Justin vetoed the plan with a look of warning. Luckily, his brother seemed more interested in Vi and sat down again with an easy grin. Justin was
entirely relaxed until Dawson placed himself at their table begging
for a fight. Dawson could always be relied on to kill a good mood.
His Mohawk was tapered into precise points atop his head, and
that alone made Justin want to punch him.
“What’s the matter Justin? Rory baggin’ all the babes or did
someone shoot your dog?” The smell of tobacco and wet hair gel
clung to Dawson like a disease. Only the fact that he had lost the
ability to stave off the odor of humanity, made him less annoying.
Justin didn’t respond. Maybe if he ignored the moron he would take the hint and buzz off. Besides, he couldn’t take his eyes off the beauty with Vi, and Dawson’s gaze followed his.
“Ah, I see. You know she’s off limits.” Dawson leaned in
closer, and used his foot to jolt Justin’s boot from the chair next to
him.
“Don't touch me again, Dawson. And drop it. She’s human in case you haven’t notice.”
“A human I bet I’ll take home tonight.” Dawson’s sardonic
grin dripped with conceit and punctuated the dramatic wink he
ranted Justin.
Justin slid his palms together as the skin over his knuckles hardened into stone. He allowed Dawson to gloat long enough to take a sip from his drink, and then laid him out with one colossal
blow. He didn’t bend over to say all the things he was thinking; he figured the black eye would say it all. The girl was watching, and Justin nearly felt ashamed, but she was just another human, and he wasn’t going to concern himself with what bothered her. Not now
anyway.
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