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    The Fallen Angel Trilogy
    The Fallen Angel Trilogy
    The Fallen Angel Trilogy
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    The Fallen Angel Trilogy

    By Amber Douglas

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    Trilogy of 3 Fallen Angel books

    The Fallen Angel
    The Fallen Angel: Retribution &
    The Fallen Angel: Repentance

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAmber Douglas
    Release dateJul 17, 2015
    ISBN9781310662621
    The Fallen Angel Trilogy
    Author

    Amber Douglas

    I'm a native Arizonan and while growing up, I would often write down notes about stories germinating in my head. I was always interested in the fantasy genre, having been introduced to Anne McCaffrey's Riders of Pern book series (may she rest in peace) in elementary school. I devoured Piers Anthony, Raymond E. Feist, and later, Lord of the Rings. In trying my hand at mysteries, I've found they are fickle things, like a knot in yarn. Instead of cutting it, try to work it out and once unraveled, have a straight line of yarn again. I will some more books coming soon, so please enjoy the ones I have out now. Reviews from readers: The Fallen Angel Review by: Gerty So on Jan. 20, 2013 : Wow, what a story.... I loved it.... Please keep writing, you are great at it..... A Highly Recommended Read..... The Fallen Angel Review by: Anonymous (Barnes and Noble) on June 27, 2013: Short and sweet...a happily ever after ending The Fallen Angel Review by Val Zykwa (Apple store) It was ok...I wish it was longer! A Pie for Papa Review by: Gerty So on Jan. 20, 2013 : Another great read......

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      The Fallen Angel Trilogy - Amber Douglas

      The Fallen Angel Trilogy

      The Fallen Angel

      The Fallen Angel: Retribution

      The Fallen Angel: Repentance

      By

      Amber Douglas

      The Fallen Angel Trilogy

      Amber Douglas

      Published by Amber Douglas

      Copyright 2015 Amber Douglas

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      The Fallen Angel: Book 1

      Chapter 1

      Los Angeles, California. The city best known by locals as the one straddling the San Andreas Fault. Early in the morning, near the beach, the fog that settled in during the night lifts. The alleys of Los Angeles are frequented with the homeless, the gangs, and anyone else who wanted to be there.

      The night was quiet, except for the occasional police siren going off, usually following some idiot speeder, or murderer, or kidnapper. That is, until a few hours after midnight, a small ball of fire crashed into the pavement of an alleyway.

      Hey buddy? Hey, y’all right?

      The naked man lying on the ground opened his eyes. His vision took a while to adjust, and he saw a homeless man kneeling down in front of him, holding a beer bottle. His first sensation was pain. It was everywhere in his body. Even lying there in a fetal position was painful.

      Listen, buddy, I know someone who can take you to the hospital. I know where his place is.

      The man lying on the ground tried to sit up, and cried out in the pain. Spots danced in his sight, then faded. The homeless man wrapped one of his coats over the naked one.

      Where am I? What is this place?

      This is one of the many back alleyways of Los Angeles, California, in the good ol’ U.S. of A.

      The homeless man helped him walk. It was painful, slow going. They reached some stairs and the man sat down, relieved. The homeless man straightened up, and knocked on the door. As the door opened, and the homeless man was busy talking, the man on the steps tried to remember everything that happened before.

      He had fallen from a great height, but where? Why was he here? What was his name?

      Thanks, Dan. The homeless man finished, he turned to his charge. Well, me boy, Father Dan says he’ll take you. He’ll take good care of you.

      Thank you. The man answered. He licked his lips. I can’t remember my name.

      The homeless man frowned. That right? Can’t remember nothing?

      The other nodded. I can’t. I-I can’t remember…how I got here. Sighing, the homeless man helped him up and brought him into the house.

      Father Dan was a priest who ministered to the homeless, caring for them and helping out whenever he could. He had a few assistants who ran the soup kitchens, and at oftentimes, took in someone in need under their wing.

      Pushing open the door, he helped Tony, the homeless man, bring in his charge. The priest smiled in a fatherly fashion at the stranger, clad in nothing but a blanket draped around him. Once inside, the priest got out a medical kit complete with stethoscope, as he studied medicine first before becoming a priest, and checked out the naked man.

      You have no memory of who you are or where you are? Father Dan asked him.

      His patient shook his head. I can’t remember my name.

      Father Dan frowned in concern. Surely, someone would be looking for you, I imagine. The priest absently glanced behind him at the door, almost expecting someone to come in and claim the stranger.

      Tony piped up. Found this poor bloke in the alleyway. Smoking, he was.

      Father Dan sharply looked up as his patient looked up. What do you mean by that?

      Tony took a swig of his bottle. I mean there was smoke literally coming off him. And there was a crater the size of a house that he was lying in.

      Father Dan was through checking his patient with the standard procedures. Next, he asked, Are you hungry?

      Yes. And thirsty. The voice of his patient was raspy, and he coughed.

      Father Dan nodded. Tony, stay with him.

      While he was gone, Tony studied his charge. Young, blond hair, blue eyes, almost angelic. Tony put down his beer bottle, and dug a cigarette pack from one of his packets. The young man watched him with interest.

      What are those?

      Tony put one in his mouth. These are cigarettes, bud. Bad for your health, they are. He headed off the next question. And yes, I’m addicted to them. Can’t go without them.

      As he flipped open his lighter, the flame seemed to grow brighter. The young man had a flash of what happened. Clouds, an intoning voice, a ball of fire, and his name being called. Before he knew it, he said it aloud.

      That your name, bud? Matthew?

      The

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