Picking up the Pen to write again

I've started to write again.
Bits and pieces here and there. Sometimes I add a few paragraphs to Chapter 14; sometimes I just dribble nonsense onto scraps of paper.

It's been so many years since I'm here in Asia. So I think, it's time to go home; start afresh. Who knows? Maybe I'll start writing for a living.

For those of you still waiting for my stories. They're coming. I know they're there somewhere in my head. :)

Chapter 13 update

Dear Readers,

Chapter 13's with the editor but he hasn't gotten back to me so far. Perhaps I'll do a quick edit on my own and possibly post it by the end of the week if I don't get any response. Am very sorry to keep you all waiting!

Lore of the Angels Chapter 13

Dear Readers,

I have finally finished writing Chapter 13 and will submit it to the editor tomorrow. It's not a very long chapter -only 6600 words but it should span about 2 pages on Lit. There are some interesting twists inside that may explain certain things mentioned in the Lore so look out for it!

Chapter 14 should be the final chapter of this story but as I've mentioned earlier, a second story is already churning inside my head and in fact the first chapter is already half written out.

So, here's a sneak peek into Chapter 13; a small section involving Anthony and Angelo. I have plans to make Angelo the replacement for Lucian under Zilarrezko's services so this struggle of power is interesting to take note of -something that will be explored in the second story.

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Meanwhile, the Obelisque was in a state of chaos and Anthony had about enough of crowd control. The sudden rush of Earth Angels had caught him by surprise and had taken most part of the afternoon trying to calm the situation.

That, coupled with the knowledge that he left Marcus alone to guard Zilarrezko against Iluna and her Ordinals, was enough to make him lose his temper –again.

It also didn’t help that he kept hearing Julia’s cries of distress in his head. He was sure he was imagining it but something in the tone of her voice made him itch to call the command centre and check on the fleet’s position. Anthony would have resented the term caveman but he was about to enter barbaric mode if someone didn’t come and relieve him soon.

Growling, he turned and caught sight of Angelo, with his aquamarine-gold flecks, walking towards him; matured adult eyes staring out from a boyish face. The Ayn already had the markings of a pre-Cardinal, even in his mortal state and Anthony knew it would be a matter of years before he’d molt into the kind of man that women lusted for.

“Why are you here?” Pre-Cardinal or not, this boy was still a minor. “Why is Lucian not with you?”

“I would like to help.” Angelo’s face was set in a determined expression; his chin tilted stubbornly.

Anthony didn’t even bother to disagree. He simply grabbed the young man by the arm and started towards the elevator. Now was not the time for arguing.

The feel of solid muscle surprised him but he was impressed nonetheless. So, Lucian had been training the boy. Good.

Or maybe not.

Angelo was resisting him –a feat, considering his mortal strength. “I have to do something! I cannot just sit around Anthony… please!”

Anthony narrowed his eyes, in an attempt to give him the look but the sudden swirls in Angelo’s eyes caught him off guard. The clear, aquamarine-ness of his eyes were like a barreling wave that surfers ride on the Hawaiian beaches –so… tranquil yet powerful.

“Just help the other Angels hold the lobby. No one is allowed up the elevators without my clearance. Understood?”

“Yes Ordinal.”

When Anthony left, Angelo stayed rooted in his position; hands flexing to release his tight fist. He was grateful that the Senior Ordinal had not questioned him more for he was not in control of his own temper at the moment.

Lucian had calmly returned to their guest rooms not too long ago, trying his best to explain the situation regarding his arreba, all the while standing there doing nothing! His sister had just left their fucking safe house on a suicide mission and that Light Angel was just relating the information to them like CNN?

Angelo had demanded the Ordinal tend to his sister or he would –and damn right he would if only there wasn’t a mob of Angels surrounding the building. Lucian had no hold on him –he wasn’t his superior so if he wanted to boss around the others fine, but not him.

He’ll fucking hold the lobby as Anthony had instructed.

Because that was all he could do right now. Damn it!

Aria's wings

Hi everyone!

Today I finished writing the scene where Aria gets her wings and in the description, I mentioned how her wings looked like suspended droplets of water. I'm not sure if this picture does justice to the idea I have in mind, but I think it comes close.

Originally, I had intended Aria's wings to simply be black with tips of blue but I think this is way cooler and more befitting of an Archangel yeah? It is almost impossible to imagine how something so fluid could be concrete enough for flight... but then again, this is fiction and everything is possible.

So, that aside, I will try to finish up Chapter 13 by this weekend and have it sent for editing. There are just two more scenes to be written, so it should be up sometime next month.

In the meantime, have a very happy 2012!!

My readers are simply amazing

Hi all!

Ever since I submitted Chapter 12, I haven't gone on Lit to check the comments yet and so I was pleasantly surprised to see the number of comments and even more touched at what was said. Thank you all. 

I think there's sort of a debate going on as to Gaia's intentions and I think it could sway either ways. But whatever happens at the end of the Lore, I assure you that it does not end here. There are still other stories to be told. 

But for now, here's just a short paragraph of the starting of Chapter 13. It is still in progress and I still have chapter 12 to fully edit so hold your breaths for the meantime!

With Sona’s feather in her left fist and Aria’s wrist gripped tightly with her right hand, Gaia made her way down the long corridors, aware of the storming footsteps of the Metal Cardinal behind her. In her immortal state, Gaia’s senses were heightened and she could feel every vibration like a prick on her skin. Zilarrezko might not have been able to see her but she had no doubt that he could sense her as acutely as she could him.

Distracted by the chasing footsteps, Gaia almost collided with Lucian if she hadn’t sensed his worried and much lighter steps coming from her right. For a second, it annoyed her that she hadn’t sensed him but now that she had, Gaia couldn’t help but smile at the Light Ordinal’s signature mark –half afloat with his toes barely touching the ground.

Gaia allowed their paths to cross just because she could. 

Writing/Posting update

I will submit chapter 12 by tonight. I've finally gotten the edits down although there is still some work on the first part of the chapter. However, I will still upload it so that the readers can enjoy the plot while I work out the kinks later on. :)
So it should be up on Lit in 72 hours!

Lore of the Angels Chapter 12

Hi all!

My editor has gotten back to me and I'm currently working on the edits for Chapter 12. I'll update this post in a bit to put up the teaser of chapter 12 before submitting it to Lit.