Free The Chronicles of Fire and Ice (The Legend of the Archangel Book 1) by L.L Hunter

She spun around and looked up but couldn’t see anything. Then she heard what sounded like the flap of wings above her head. The last thing Scarlett realised before everything went dark was that the shadow had no face.

    After class , Dyston made his way towards the dorms. Instead of climbing the last set of stairs towards the fourth floor, something told him to continue down the third floor hallway towards Scarlett’s room. When he got there, he found her door slightly ajar. He pushed it open.
    “ Scarlett?” he called. When he didn’t hear a reply, he entered and found her room empty, with just her books and clothes scattered all over the bed and the floor. He immediately began to worry. He checked her wardrobe for missing clothes. He had come to know her habits and routines. He knew from watching her over the years that she owned pink Nikes . They were missing. He ran towards the French doors and pulled them open, unfurling his wings and leaping into the dusk sky.

    Emer and Joshua walked briskly through the corridors towards the dorms whe re they knew Dyston would be.
    “ What if he’s not there?” Emer asked, panicking.
    “ He will be. He’s a hermit, remember?” he joked. It was common knowledge that Dyston rarely came out of his room, apart from classes.”
    “ But Del texted me that he and Scar had a huge fight today in Traits 101 in front of everyone, including Professor Beth.”
    “ Maybe he’s in Scarlett’s room and they’re making up?” Joshua suggested.
    “ I don’t think so. It seemed like a pretty epic fight, from what I heard.”
    “ What was it about?”
    “ About… and I quote, ‘ever since you found out what I am, you haven’t left me alone.‘”
    “ What she is?” Josh looked at her confused.
    “ Yeah, didn’t you know? She’s a Legacy.”
    “ It must have been something more than that. Lots of people are Legacies, and they’re not unique,” stated Joshua.
    “ Well, maybe it’s her fire Trait. People also said that she caught on fire, and that Dyston put her out.”
    “ Emer, did you just say Fire Trait ?”
    “ Yes... why?”
    “ A Fire Trait is not an ordinary Trait. There’s only one kind of Angel that can develop a Fire Trait,” he told her, pulling her arm as he started to run.
    “ What type of Angel, Josh? Why are we running?”
    They rounded a corner and headed towards the administration buildings where the Professor dormitories were.
    “We have to tell someone,” he told her.
    “ Tell someone what, Josh?”
    “ That Scarlett’s ‘The Legend,’” he replied. “It’s about time someone knows.
    Emer was just about to speak , but the door had opened ahead of him, and Lakyn had stepped out of it, blocking their path.

Chapter Eight

    Darkness
     
    Blackness swirled with grey in front of Scarlett’s eyes, and she didn’t know whether she was alive, dead, or dreaming. She felt softness underneath her and realised It couldn’t be all that bad. Her captors could’ve stashed her somewhere dark, musty, and uncomfortable. She flexed her fingers one by one to see if she had the freedom to move. She could. She tried to lift her arms, but felt resistance at her wrists. Something was binding them, and her ankles, too. She was stuck. Then she heard voices. They were coming closer. She squirmed in her bindings until a hand touched her arm. It was deathly cold.
    “ Easy, don’t struggle,” the voice that belonged to the hand said. “Nothing you can do will free you of the bindings. They are made of Hell-Metal and are designed to withstand Heavenly Fire.”
    “ Who are you?” she asked. Her voice came out as a hoarse whisper. Her blindfold was removed, and suddenly, she could see. She had been laid in a bare white room and a hooded figure stood above her.
    “ I am Abel. I’m here to help you,” he said as he dropped his hood.

    Emer swallowed hard.
    “Professor Lakyn. Do you know where your brother is? We need to speak with him urgently,” she