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[tiarn-ish]

Archangel's Light US Cover and Blurb

Nalini Singh returns to the world of the Guild Hunters for the most highly anticipated novel of the beloved series—a love story so epic it’s been half a millennia in the making…

Illium and Aodhan. Aodhan and Illium. For centuries they’ve been inseparable: the best of friends, closer than brothers, companions of the heart. But that was before—before darkness befell Aodhan and shattered him, body, mind, and soul. Now, at long last, Aodhan is healing, but his new-found strength and independence may come at a devastating cost—his relationship with Illium.

As they serve side by side in China, a territory yet marked by the evil of its former archangel, the secret it holds nightmarish beyond imagining, things come to an explosive decision point. Illium and Aodhan must either walk away from the relationship that has defined them—or step forward into a future that promises a bond infinitely precious in the life of an immortal…but that demands a terrifying vulnerability from two badly bruised hearts.

I am dead. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. I literally thought this had to be fan art when I first saw it because it was too perfect and I couldn't believe the universe could be so kind. IT'S HAPPENING. AFTER LIKE TEN YEARS IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING. MY OTP IS CANON.

[soundquality]

Got this baby up and playable! It took over a month to find a shop in the U.S. that had the bass drum heads I wanted but with patience and many days and nights searching online, I finally found some Remo fiberskyn P3 ambassador and diplomat heads for the bass drum!! I had to purchase a fiberskyn felt tone and cut the felt and felt sleeve out to get a diplomat 🤷🏾‍♂️ With @masterworkcymbals @ludwigdrumshq @remopercussion @vicfirth @tackle_instrument #masterworkcymbals #bluesparkle #blue #vintagedrums #masterworkteam #vintageludwig #thebeatscene #ludwig #wfl #ludwigdrums #clubdate #instadrums #1960s #blue #inspiration #thatsound #somethingold #drumlife #music #musicianlife #batería #keystone #vintage #oldisnew #supportdrumshops #drums #stayhome #project (at Tampa Bay Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CCFLAzAJVB-/?igshid=1v2gwlllq9av3

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1977 Stratocaster that we lovingly called “Burn Victim,” as the original poly finish was extra roasty and bubbling, but after a professional stripping (get your mind out of the gutter!) and some Marty Bell sparkle magic, BV is born anew. #Fender #Stratocaster #vintageguitar #bluesparkle #1977 #MartyBellisamagicman (at Mike & Mike's Guitar Bar) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0c3XiGANf9/?igshid=1i188spsx1ofg

[rivingtonguitars]

#1981 #memphis #stratocaster copy #madeinjapan #vintageguitar #bluesparkle www.rivingtonguitars.com

[nails]

Give Me Space 🌌 by DéjàView Via Flickr: This is what Jeopardy did to me... all that pretty blue.

[tiarn-ish]

The moment I started shipping them

“The two angels were both tall, but Aodhan was perhaps an inch taller, and now his eyes locked with Illium's for a long, quiet moment before he lowered his head slightly. Illium raised his hand, the movement slow, hesitant....and then his fingers brushed Aodhan's cheek just below the cut that had almost sealed. The first ray of dawn kissed the tear that rolled down Illium's face, caressed the painful wonder on Aodhan's as he lifted his hand to clasp the wrist of his friend's hand.

That instant of contact, the power of it, stole her breath.

Then Illium smiled, said something that made Aodhan's lips curve-Elena thought it might've been "Welcome back, Sparkle"-and they were separating to sweep off the Tower in a symphony of wild silver blue and heartbreaking light.

"Raphael," she whispered, having felt him come up behind her. "Did you see?"

"Yes." His hand on her nape, his thumb brushing over her pulse. "Of course it would be Illium who reached him," he murmured.

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Book Quotes: Archangel's Prophecy

“You’re missing Aodhan, aren’t you?”

“I have to set him free.” Illium’s answer was quiet. “I finally figured that out. He’s doing what he didn’t do for two hundred years.” Eyes of aged gold held Elena’s. “Those years when he buried himself in the Refuge, I had a chance to grow and become who I am today. Now it’s his time.”

Elena ran her hand over his wing with the intimacy of long friendship; though the silver filaments glittered, the texture of his feathers was incredibly soft and silken. “That doesn’t mean you can’t miss him—especially after you waited two hundred years for him to emerge from the shadows.”

“I’m scared all the time,” he admitted, bracing his hands on the counter. “I know he’s powerful, I’ve seen him in battle, and yet the fear crushes me.”

“Of course it does.” Elena let her wing overlap his. “That’s what it means to love someone.”

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"I think Illium has forgotten who I was before I was broken.”

Pulling at the final door with one hand, Elena found she couldn’t budge it. She waved toward Aodhan. “So remind him,” she said as he hauled it open. “But don’t forget that all the time you turned recluse, he was also growing and living his life. He’s not the same person, either.”