Author's Note: Okay, you guys. This is my first fanfic for House of Night in particular that I'm actually keeping. Disclaimer: I do not own HON or its great characters. I do, in fact, own Angel and her family along with a few other guests you will meet later on in the story. I hope you enjoy. Also, you will find a picture of Aisha and some of the things from her story on my profile.

Angel's POV

Now, some people usually tremble in fear when in the presence of pure evil then run like any other person. But not me. Angel Emarra Cavalcanti is too stubborn to follow rational thoughts. She's a badass with a bad attitude. She would never obey anyone's rules, even if it saved her life. Nope. I'm just too damn stubborn to run away from the giant raven in front of me. And when I say giant, I mean giant. It's the size of a full grown human man. Its dark feathers ruffle as it senses me. It turns at the speed of light and its bright red eyes lock with my hazel ones. His beak opens a little and a growl ripples in his chest as I stand there frozen. And I was just beginning to think Tulsa wasn't all that bad. It leaps at me and I jump sideways out of its line of fire. It bounces back and over to me before I can even think. I plant my back flat on the ground as he knelt over me closely. "What an intriguing girl you are," it hissed. "You do not run."

"Fuck off, you freak!" I yell, ignoring the slight pain in my back and torso. It smiles (at least it looks like a smile, but you can't tell from the beak) and hisses under its breath. A soft, hypnotizing chuckle echoes behind it and it turns to it automatically. I rise up off the ground on my elbows and look to where it is.

"My son, do not harm the girl." I see the outline of a well-defined man with big wings moving towards where I lay in the alley. I look up at the figure once he's close and…God he's gorgeous. He has thick midnight hair down his back, unbelievably tanned skin, gorgeous amber eyes and every ounce of his tall body was perfectly defined and muscled. He smiled down at me and his midnight colored wings fluttered out. "What is your name, girl?"

"Angel. Angel Cavalcanti," I answered, my accent becoming thicker as I yearned for this dude. Of course, evil must be gorgeous, right? "Who are you?" I said with as much venom I could manage, which actually was a lot, considering. He smiled wider and his eyes lit up.

"Kalona. I am immortal. You speak with a peculiar tongue."

"I'm from Rio De Janeiro." He nodded once and turned to his son.

"My son, you may go now." He turned back to me, a sickeningly sweet and gorgeous smile on his face. "She will not be harmed. She may be of use to us." The mutant birdman thing hissed in delight, making my stomach churn, and unfurled his wings before taking off into the sky. Kalona reached a hand out to me, but I didn't take it. I winced at the pain in my back as I tried to sit up myself. "You are hurt."

"Well, thank you, Captain Obvious. I know that." He chuckled at my comeback and quickly scooped me up in his arms. "Put me down!" I hit his arm with all my strength, but to his arm, it probably felt like a light tap. He chuckled again before unfurling his wings.

"I would suggest you hold on unless you wish to fall to your death." I glared up at him.

"I'd rather die," I hissed. He chuckled and shrugged.

"Your choice. Such a stubborn girl you are." He took off and I quickly gripped my arms around his neck in a way that could choke him, though he didn't seem to mind. After I got over the fear of falling and dying horribly, I looked around to see what he saw. It was absolutely gorgeous. All the bright stars shining against the dark sky. The tall buildings below look better when you're above them. The cool night air blew my long brown hair back and soothed me to a great extent. We landed on a patio to a condo. The clear screen door had curtains drawn over it so no one could see inside, which scared me a little because I didn't know what was inside. He pulled the door open and walked in before setting me on something that felt like a bed. A minute later, the lights were on and I got a better look at him. He was extremely tall and barefoot wearing only a pair of black jeans that went perfectly with his midnight hair and perfect bare chest. I noticed he was eyeing my neck and felt for something odd. Nothing. He took 4 long strides across the room and reached for something. I cringed and he grabbed the large ruby 'V' pendant that rested between my breasts and hung from a black chain. "What is the purpose of this?"

"It was my mother's. Her name is Victoria."

"She lives?" I nodded. "And your father as well?" I nodded again. "Together?"

"Happily married for 18 years with three children."

"Whom are?"

"Me, my older brother Luis and my younger sister, Morgana." He watches me for a while then drops the pendant. He stepped back a little before moving to a huge black dresser.

"This will be your room until further notice. I sleep down the hall. If you ever need anything, it is the last door n the right. Kitchen downstairs, you have your own ensuite bathroom and everything you could ever need and desire are in this condo." He tossed something at me and I immediately caught it. In my palm was a tiny key that was shaped like a heart at the top. "You shall see what that belongs to tomorrow. As for now, I want you to sleep. You are exhausted." He headed for the door and I panicked.

"Wait." He turned to me and waits for me to continue. I twist the key around and look down before looking him straight in the eyes. "Is your son coming back? He really creeps me out." A second passed before he threw back his beautiful head and laughed melodically.

"No, bella. He will not, if that is not what you wish. Now sleep." He left out and closed the door behind him. I sat there for a beat before getting a feel of my new room. It was humongous, especially for one person. The walls were painted a deep purple that glittered in the light with a black trimming. Four large black marble dressers lined different walls and a huge black and crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling. The patio doors had thick black curtains drawn shut with little crystals at the top. The floor was plush black carpeting that my feet sank into with every step. The closet was a huge walk-in bigger than the room itself filled with clothing and shoes of all colors, styles and brands. The bathroom was on the corner and was painted a gorgeous white with red trimming and black tiled floors. A huge red bath tub sat in a corner against a wall and had Jacuzzi bubble makers and a shower was on another wall beside a stack of black towels that sat on a rack between the red toilet and red sink. All types of products from hair to unmentionable necessities were lined up in a cabinet that closely resembled a tiny closet. Pictures of melodious, calming pictures hang on the walls and in the bedroom. Against the back wall was a humongous 4 post bed that looked much larger than a King sized bed. It had 4 black posts on each end and a draping hat was pulled back to expose the bed and its thousands of decorative purple and black pillows. I slipped out of the jeans, tank top and converse I'd been wearing and padded to the bathroom. I turned on the faucet and ran myself a bath, adding a few soothing oils (lavender and olive) and some bubbles. I plugged my iPod up to the mini stereo that was sitting on a small round table and turned on the album my mother and I had created of me singing. I slip into the scorching hot water easily and become instantly relaxed.

Kalona's POV

There's something wrong. He should have allowed his son to have his way with the girl. He should have ignored those begging hazel eyes that captured him so easily. He knew his son wanted this girl in particular for a special reason, and he knew why. Her heart beat with a low flutter at the pace of a humming bird's wings, yet she was not afraid of him or his son. As if she would have accepted her death with open arms, even though her life hasn't even begun, yet. Her eyes lit up bright when he approached her and he knew he was not going to allow harm to come to her in any way, shape or form, even if it cost him his life. When he tried to help her up, her stubbornness was amusing along with her instant relief. He saw the relief in her eyes when he picked her up and removed her from his son's area. When he took off and her arms formed a vipe-like grip around his neck, he cringed at the abnormal warmth of her skin and the absolute beauty of her. Her perfect curves that were accentuated by her simple jeans and tank top. Her breast were soft and the perfect size for her flawless curves that rested under unbelievably smooth skin the color of brown sugar. Her long deep brown hair flowed in thick waves down her back and her angelic face was both innocent and cunning with full pouty lips, striking hazel eyes and extremely long eyelashes that cast a slight shadow over her eyes and brushed her smooth cheeks when she blinked. She was perfect in every way, and it was confusing. He wanted her more than he'd ever wanted anyone or anything in his entire lifetime including A-ya and Zoey Redbird. He imagined what it would feel like to hold her in his arms, her hypnotizing eyes gazing up at her as her soft body pressed against his. He closed his eyes tight and tried to erase the image, but that only made matters worse. He heard the bath begin to run and a low swishing before a low angelic voice filled the silence. It was her. It was her singing. He opened his eyes and laid back on his huge black bed, staring up at the ceiling. Two hours later, he heard the water being drained from the tub and the music cut off. Another hour later, he heard her low footsteps moving towards his room. There was a soft, unsure knock at the door.

"Kalona? Are you still awake?" she said in a low voice.

"Yes. Come in." The door opened slowly and she stepped inside in a pair of black shorts and a black camisole. Her hair was still wet and clung around her face, neck and back. She looked utterly breath-taking as her eyes searched the room. He watched her as she took unsure steps forward, her gorgeous legs glowing and her hips swaying slightly.

"This is nice, actually, considering everything is black." He smiled and her eyes met his. He was lost in a trance as she sat on the couch and picked up one of the many books he never read. She looked up at him, eyes filled with shock and amusement. "Wuthering Heights? Really?" He shrugged.

"I just picked it up."

"Hm. I wouldn't take you for the reading type. Being evil must take up time." He chuckled and sat up slowly. "Um…I was just…"

"Yes…"

"Well, I…I wanted to ask you something." He nodded in encouragement and waited for her to speak. She smiled shyly and looked down at her hands. "Why didn't you let your… um…son eat me or whatever it was he wanted to do?"

"You could be of use to me. You have heart. Courage. You did not fear my son and you do not fear me." She moved her hair behind her ear.

"Oh. Okay. That was all I wanted. But…how long am I supposed to stay here?"

"As long as you live…if you wish."

"Am I allowed to go out? You know…school, shopping, dances, clubs…all that good stuff?"

"Yes…if you would like to go to school, though, that may be a slight delayed option."

"Why? I'm already enrolled in one."

"Which one?"

"TSAS. Tulsa School of Arts and Science." He nodded and stood. "We have uniform, too. I could stop by my house to get them. My parents don't live here with me."

"Where do they live?"

"Back in Rio. I came here for school."

"Well, whom did you reside with?"

"No one. I lived in an apartment not far from the school. My parents paid for it. My dad couldn't leave. He's the governor of Rio."

"How old are you?"

"15."

"And you live alone?"

"Lived. And it was nothing major. I had the maid and cook. And the maid's daughter, Arabella. She was like my little sister. I wasn't fully lonely. Plus I had a dog named Blu. A big blue cane corso. He's my best friend. Um…could we go get him?"

"I'm not really a fan of animals."

"Please. I promise he'll be good. I'll keep him out of the way and take good care of him. I promise." He nodded and smiled.

"Fine. We shall go retrieve him tomorrow. As for now, I want you to sleep." She smiled bright and stood.

"Okay. Good night." She walked out the room and he had to stop himself from calling out to her; from begging her come back. Kalona laid on his bed for two hours, thinking of her. Her scent, her warmth, her curves, her eyes, her smile, her voice, it was all hypnotizing. He sat up and walked to the door. Swinging it open, he flitted down the hall to her room. He opened her door and slid in slowly. She lay on the bed, her body stretched out in a way that made her look peaceful. Her hair circled her gorgeous face and her eyes were closed. Her pouty lips were parted slightly and she looked like an angel. He moved and stood beside her. She stirred a little and moved her hair back from her face absently. Why did he feign to touch her, to hold her? She was an average girl with a bad attitude and an even worse temper. Yet, he couldn't keep away from her. He touched her cheek gently, allowing his fingers to brush her soft skin before pulling away. The moon shining a bright white light on her body, showed how it curved under the sheets. He stepped back and left out the room, trying to get as far away from her as possible. He opened the front door and took flight to the sky, the icy night air cooling him easily. He thought of her and he saw her the entire time.

vVv

Angel's POV

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and the sunlight shining faintly into the room. The smell of lavender lingered around the room mixed with the smell of cinnamon. I sat up and climbed out of bed. Stretching my limbs, I walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower before dressing in a black mini skirt, a long sleeved red tee shirt, a pair of black fish net stockings and a pair of black combat boots. I untangled my hair and put on my eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss before walking downstairs. Kalona was nowhere to be found. There was a folded piece of paper on the counter in the kitchen. My name was written in neat cursive on the front. I opened it and read the paper. I have gone out to handle important business. You may go out if you wish. There is a credit card in the drawer beneath this. Unlimited spending. I shall meet you when I am finished. I'll find you.

Kalona

I opened the drawer and retrieved the card with a smirk. "Unlimited spending, huh? Kalona, you picked the wrong girl t tell that to." I grabbed that key from yesterday and twirled it around in my hands. Walking out the door, I found a bright candy apple red Corvette Stingray waiting at the door. "Nice," I purred. I climbed on and quickly started it up before speeding down the graveled pavement to the main road. I drove to the humongous outlet I didn't even know existed. Stores were everywhere. By the time I was finished, I had at least thirty bags. I was headed back to the car. I saw something out the corner of my eye and looked to see Kalona leaning against a huge spruce. He looked HOT. It should really be against the laws of nature for anyone, mortal or immortal, to be that hot. He's completely sexifide and he definitely knows it. I dropped the bags in the trunk before looking up at him as he approached.

"Good thing the card was unlimited. You took no time in taking me up on my offer," he said with a smile.

"You told the wrong girl she could basically have this card."

"Do you like the car?"

"I love it. It's gorgeous. Thank you, but…why are you doing all of this?"

"You intrigue me. You deserve everything you desire." I smiled and moved my hair behind my ear shyly. "Were those your mother's as well?"

"What?"

"The earrings. Were they your mother's?" I touched my ear and felt the ruby Victorian princess cut drop earrings my mother gave me that were passed down for generations.

"Yes. Well, they were passed down for generations." He nodded and leaned on the car. "I was about to head back. To the condo." He nodded and stood up before walking to the forest again to fly away, I guess. "Hey! Wanna race? Your wings against my car?" His laugh boomed, yet it was still hot.

"Your petty games make you that much more simple. But why not? It could do no harm. Ride along the side roads. No one drives them this late." I nodded and slid into the car. Starting it up, I grinned evilly. "Ready?" I nodded.

"GO!" I yelled as I sped off towards the condo. Driving through the side roads was extremely fun, especially going 95 mph. He surprisingly won, but I had a ton of adrenaline filled fun. I got out the car as Kalona landed on the ground just outside my door. He was extremely close to me and I backed into the car. His breath was hot against my skin and smelled of something sweet. It was enticing. I inhaled deeply and held it for a second then exhaled. "Um…I, uh…need to get my things out the trunk." He nodded and backed away. I moved to the trunk and gathered five bags while he grabbed the rest easily. "Thank you."

"I have a surprise for you. I believe you'll like it." I turned to him then hesitantly opened the door. "Give me the bags." I handed them to him and he nudged his head towards the stairs. I followed his direction and moved up the steps slowly. "Do not be afraid." I looked back at him and searched his eyes for recognition. I turned back and went up the stairs with more confidence. "Go to your room." I obeyed and opened the door to find Blu lying on the floor.

"BLU!" I yelled happily as he ran to me. I knelt down and hugged him as he licked my face. "Stop it, silly." He obeyed and sat down, his tail wagging furiously. I rubbed behind his ear and looked up at Kalona with a smile. "You did this for me?" He nodded. "Is this what you were up to all day?"

"Partially. It was rather hard to find where you lived once." I smiled and stood quickly, leaping into his arms and hugging him tightly. He hesitated before snaking his arms around my waist and hugging me closer. I could feel the change in the hug to something more intimate, but couldn't pull away. Both because I didn't want to and because his grip was too tight for me to willingly get loose. I looked up at him and he was staring down at me. I pushed against his chest in order to get away, but his grip only tightened.

"Um…Kalona, I don't think─"

"You don't have to be afraid of me, you know. I will care for you, Angel." My muscles locked and I was frozen. "You do not fear my power, you fear my feelings."

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"I can see it, Angel. Who hurt you?" I shook my head and pushed against him, fighting the tears that burned my eyes, forbidding them to fall. "Tell me who hurt you."

"Nobody. Nobody hurt me. Now let me go."

"Angel, you're lying. Tell me. You can trust me."

"Nobody hurt me!" I screamed and pushed him harder. His grip became like iron bars forcing me to him and the tears began falling.

"Angel, who hurt you?"

"Everybody! Everybody hurt me, okay! Why did you do this? Why did you help me? What do you want from me?" I screamed, tears streaking my face. I pushed away as hard as I could and he let me go. I fell backwards onto the floor and quickly stood back up. He was watching me with eyes I couldn't read. "Go away," I whispered as I climbed onto the bed and pulled my legs to my chest before wrapping my legs around them and burying my face in my knees. "Please." He moved towards me and I froze. He touched my arm lightly and I felt him sit beside me. "Why did you bring me here?" I asked before looking up at him. "Why did you save me?"

"Because I need you." That's the first time I heard those words and actually believed them. And they were coming from a complete stranger. Go figure.

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