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Rise of the Fallen
Book: Rise of the Fallen Read Online Free
Author: Teagan Chilcott
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Of course, they only want us back to punish us or kill us.
    The car slowed down and eventually stopped.
    â€œWe’re home.” Cael’s voice was still on edge.
    Without a word I pushed my door open and stepped out of the car. As my shoes made contact with the hard gravel of the driveway a loud crunching sound echoed along the silent street. I kept my eyes down, watching the ground as I walked to the front door. I heard a familiar step behind me. As I reached the front door, Cael placed his hand on my back and guided me aside so he could unlock the door. His arm lingered on my back for a brief moment. It dropped to his side when I walked ahead. The house was dark, but I didn’t mind as I was used to the darkness.
    I walked past the lounge room and dropped my bag near the closest chair before going to my bedroom.
    Cael’s voice called from the other room. “Wait, Emilie! I need to talk to you about today,” as he walked towards me.
    When he reached my door, I shut it in his face and locked it, turned, and pressed my back against it. Exhaustion struck me, and I slid to the floor.
    My room was the darkest room in the house, and I loved it. Everything in my room was deep burgundy. I find it calming. On the wall was a small photo of the ocean beneath the western cliffs of Ireland in a simple black frame. Cael bought me the photograph a few years ago when I was feeling nostalgic. It contrasted beautifully with the burgundy walls and reminded me of the brief decade we lived there after we escaped the demonic realm.
    I breathed a sigh of relief. I always felt safe in my room, even though I felt safer when Cael was home. I could always count on him to protect me. I sat in complete silence, listening to the sounds around me.
    I love silence; it is through silence that we learn the truth. When we were captives of the demons and they would leave to visit the human realm, I would be engulfed in the silence I so desperately wanted. I knew even then that Cael and I were destined for something greater.
    I have grown increasingly tired of Cael over the last few years. Something has changed in the way we live. There is something missing, something I had before but don’t have now. I think it’s purpose. I have nothing to do, nothing to keep me going. I need something to do with all my time, rather than hiding among the humans and sitting around thinking. All this laziness is pathetic. But Cael loves it. He loves nothing more than sitting down in a dark room endlessly watching sci-fi movies. Cael tried to get me to watch somewith him, but movies were never my thing. I like to read. On the occasional warm summer’s day Cael and I would sit under a tall tree in the yard and read. I cherish those days.
    I heard a door close somewhere in the hallway. So he was alive out there … Knowing Cael, he was probably just sulking. I guessed I was being a little harsh. After all, he only wanted to talk to me. I closed my eyes once more. I liked the darkness … it made me feel safe.
    Even though I am immortal, sleep is still necessary. Every living creature has to sleep some time. As I sat in the silent darkness of my room, I felt the familiar sensation of rest overwhelm me.

CHAPTER 3
    I woke with a start, a loud crash of thunder shook the entire house. I looked around, blinking a few times, attempting to focus on the room that was covered in darkness. I froze when I realised I was no longer on the floor.
    I couldn’t remember getting up and into my bed. I stood up slowly, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. Another crash of thunder shook the windows in their frames.
    I made my way to the bedroom door and ran my hand across the handle. The door was still shut tightly. It was still locked. I knew for a fact that I had been too exhausted to even get up off the floor. It had to be Cael; he has the keys to every room in the house. A flash of lightning lit up the room. Shadows danced across my walls. A strong gust
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