Character Profile
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Summary
What if you could see the invisible spiritual realm? In this supernatural suspense, a teenage girl returns home, trying to escape the tragedy of a friend’s death, only to be thrown into a supernatural battle when she is given the ability to see beyond.
Stats
Genre: Teen (13-16 years) supernatural suspense/spiritual warfare
Series length: Three books
Violence: Moderate violence, both on the page as well as off-the-page references to things like suicide.
Magic/Supernatural: Strong supernatural, primarily in the form of angels and demons.
Romance: Moderate romantic subplot
Christian/spiritual element: Overt Christian elements
Recommendation: Those who like spiritual warfare stories. More geared to girls than boys.
You might like this book if you liked...
Frank Peretti.
Series length: Three books
Violence: Moderate violence, both on the page as well as off-the-page references to things like suicide.
Magic/Supernatural: Strong supernatural, primarily in the form of angels and demons.
Romance: Moderate romantic subplot
Christian/spiritual element: Overt Christian elements
Recommendation: Those who like spiritual warfare stories. More geared to girls than boys.
You might like this book if you liked...
Frank Peretti.
Opening lines of Chapter 1:
The knot in my throat is constant. An aching thing. Shallow breaths whisper around it, sting my hcapped lips, and leave white smoke monsters in the air. It takes them nine seconds to disappear. Nin seconds for the phantoms I've created to dissolve into nothingness. How long till the one haunting my dreams does the same? |
Angel Eyes (Angel Eyes Trilogy, Book 1)
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Opening Lines:
Hell is loud. Talons scratch at the stone floor and clack against the pillars circling the chamber as the great hall fills. Hisses and snarls sound all around, but the noise doesn't unsettle the Cherub. She's been here before. |
Broken Wings (Angel Eyes Trilogy, Book 2)
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Opening Lines:
Jake's gone. His absence races through my veins like a bomb destined to explode if it stops or slows. That's how I feel: that the truth of what happened here yesterday will kill me if I stop moving. So I don't. I keep dancing. I keep praying. Moments of peace find me, sprinkled like cinnamon onto a poisoned apple. |
Dark Halo (Angel Eyes Trilogy, Book 3)
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