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Charlie Chrysalis

Angel or Not?

by Lou Sylvre

Charlie Chrysalis - Lou Sylvre
Editions:Kindle
ISBN: B08T5938RY
Pages: 31

If he succeeds, he gets angel wings. If he fails, he gets unspeakable pain. What if Charlie wants neither? 

Urban fantasy light short story with a touch of gay romance in a slightly noir short story with a very happy ending.

In another Los Angeles, two Nephilim take hell-horses into battle against Angels, risking everything in an effort to give Hell’s lowliest slaves a chance at freedom.

Eventually, every Nephilim must face Choosing Day, and for Charlie Chrysalis, the day has arrived. At Angel Headquarters in Los Angeles, the Angel Sidriel—Charlie’s guardian and also his worst enemy—asks the key question: “Spirit or Flesh?” If he chooses Spirit, Sid will certainly do everything he can to make sure Charlie fails, but he’s made up his mind. His test: solve Region Six Immigration Crimes Case D665. It looks like a piece of cake. But can Charlie bring down Sidriel's brand of justice upon innocent, unfortunate souls, even if it means he must silence his heart and sacrifice the respect—and possibly love—of the one man he doesn't want to disappoint?

Excerpt:

The reason Sidriel had sent me here, to this particular place on this particular mission, was striding toward me. Dressed in Big Smith overalls and a ribbed tank shirt stretched across his chest, he held a cat-o’-nine-tails in his left hand and a cattle prod in his right.

“Damn you, Sid,” I whispered, and didn’t even think about the consequences of blasphemy.

“Charlie Chrysalis! What the Hell brings you to Blossom Lane, dude?” Geuse’s big voice boomed and his grin puckered the long scar across his cheek into a row of tiny navels.

“Hey,” I said, and I had to laugh. That funny-looking cut on his face had always made me smile, no matter how glum the circumstance. Geuse was a Halfie like me. That alone would have united us in a world where not many of our kind could still walk the streets, unchosen, unchanged, and unfettered, but between him and me, history made a stronger link.

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We’d been friends, growing up with little help from our earthly parents and mostly hindrance from the heavenly side. That time I skateboarded in the Lincoln Elementary School hallways? Geuse had cajoled the principal out of suspending me. We’d quizzed each other on spelling lists. We’d drooled together over yearbook pictures of our dream dates, and then gone to prom together, pretending we were going stag. We’d traded hands and kisses in the dark under the stadium bleachers. We’d got drunk together on Geuse’s twenty-first birthday and spent a boundary-shattering night together in the back of his van.

I helped him bury his dog. He helped me bury my mom—not literally of course.

When I pissed off one of Hell’s Angels who proved to truly own the name, it was Geuse who distracted him long enough for me to run away. And it was my hand that had twisted the meat fork from a thug’s grip the day Geuse’s temper had earned him that sometimes-funny scar.

History. Over and gone and every future possibility signed away just hours earlier in indelible ink.

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About the Author

Lou Sylvre loves romance with all its ups and downs, and likes to conjure it into books. The sweethearts on her pages are men who end up loving each other—and usually saving each other from unspeakable danger. It’s all pretty crazy and often very, very sexy. How cool is that? She loves to hear from readers on her blog, Facebook or Twitter, or via e-mail.

As if you'd want to know more, she’ll happily tell you that she is a proudly bisexual woman, a mother, grandmother, lover of languages, and cat-herder. She works closely with lead cat and writing assistant, the (male) Queen of Budapest, Boudreau St. Clair. When he lets her have a break, she drinks strong coffee, plays guitar, practices Reiki, communes with crystals, grows flowers, walks a lot, and reads. Besides books and music, she loves friends and family, wild places, wild roses, sunshine, and dark chocolate.