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Start by marking “The Power of Love (Kissed by an Angel, #2)” as Want to Read: A month after his death, angel Tristan is still trying to warn Ivy of impending danger. Only after narrowly escaping death does Ivy know the truth--Tristan is with her, and angels do exist. TITLE: The Power of Love. AUTHOR: Elizabeth Chandler. READ BY: Renee Raudman. CLASSIFICATION: FICTION. GENRES: Romance. Elizabeth Chandler Author Claudia Max Translator () Chandler Author ( ). cover image of Kissed by an Angel; The Power of Love; Soulmates.


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"Kissed by an Angel": Ivy and Tristan have the love of a lifetime--until Tristan dies in a car accident. The Power of Love & Soulmates · Kissed by an Angel. Elizabeth Chandler. Simon Pulse, March ISBN: Format: ePub. List Price: $ Our price: $ Kissed by an Angel: Kissed by an Angel . sppn.info: Kissed by an Angel: Kissed by an Angel; The Power of Love; Soulmates (): Elizabeth Chandler: Books.

Still, the lightning event had ended too quickly. Elizabeth Chandler Hovering over the lifeguard, staring down at the pattern of a metal chain and cross burned into his victims chest, Gregory had realized that death itself was rather dull. The dying was the interesting part. The scent of fear in the victim and the horror in those who looked on, these were the kinds of things that could ease his hellish pain.

Despite his power, Gregory longed to have back his human abilities. He needed a reliable servant, someone whose mind wouldnt ght him the way Beths had.

Happily, Ivy mixed with all kinds of people, even a guy the police were chasing for murder. A tantalizing thought took hold of Gregorys spirit: What if, using Ivys new friend, he could deceive her, drive her to despair, and drag her down to hell? The voices were speaking to him again.

What if he could destroy her hope of ever joining Tristan in heaven? The power is within you. The voices were wise, Gregory thought; they knew him better than he knew himself. Vengeance is mine! If Tristan had died, would her heart know it?

Ivy, are you okay? Dhanya called to her, then opened the gate between the old Harwich church and its cemetery. Earlier, they had attended the funeral for Michael Steadman and served at the reception that followed. It had been hard for Ivy to look at the faces of the lifeguards family and friends, most of them still in shock.

The minister had preached on a biblical quote about seeing through a glass Elizabeth Chandler darkly, telling them to trust in Gods inscrutable will.

But Ivy feared that the deadly lightning bolt had been an act of Gregory, not God. They were just fooling around, but looking back now, Ivy knew that was when Gregorys spirit had reentered the world. Beth, who was psychic and the gentlest, most open person Ivy had ever known, had been the most vulnerable; Gregory had possessed her, forcing her to attack Ivy.

It had taken the combined strength of Ivy, Beth, and Will to expel Gregory. Beth had gone home to Connecticut to recover. In the last four days, Will and Ivy had seen no sign of Gregory on the Cape, but the demon knew how to hide himself.

Ivys great fear in searching for Tristan was that she would not only reveal to Gregory that Tristan had returned, she would lead the policeand worse, the treacherous Bryanto Luke McKenna, the body which Tristan now occupied. Yesterday, the Cape Cod police had contacted Ivy, hot on the trail of their suspected murderer. From that, Ivy drew hope that Tristan was still alive.

The authorities hadnt found hisLukesbody. Dhanya joined Ivy at the grave of Gregorys latest victim. Aunt Cindy said the Steadmans are leaving the Cape.

How will they ever go to the beach again? Dhanya said sadly. How will they ever enjoy summer again? She and Ivy began to walk.

The mid-July sun warmed the silent churchyard, reecting off the newest and shiniest gravestones. Here and there, a tall tree allowed dappled light to fall on the older memorials, stones splattered with lichen and leaning at odd angles. Ivy paused to run her nger across the top of one of these, marveling that such gentle, slow-growing things as tree roots had the strength to topple granite. Cemeteries are lovely places, Dhanya remarked, watching two butteries alight on purple phlox, as long as you dont know anyone buried there.

That made Ivy laugh out loud. Over here, Kelsey called to them. They turned, surprised. Their roommate, who was supposed to be working at the inn with Will, was stretched out on a sunny spot near the center of the cemetery. Ive got big news. Youre not going to believe it! What I cant believe is that youre taking a sunbath on somebodys grave, Dhanya replied.

Kelsey laughed and rested her back against the stone, her athletic legs extended straight out in front of her and glistened with tanning oil. She combed her ngers through a mass of wavy auburn hair, then gestured to the markers Elizabeth Chandler on either side.

Have a seat. Rest in peace. You guys have earned it. Instead, Dhanya chose a stone bench and sat down gracefully. She had a dancers body and a long dark curtain of hair. If she had rested her chin on her hand, Ivy thought, she would have resembled a classic monument to grief.

Ivy sat on a marble curb that marked the border of a family plot. Did you hear from Bryan? Ivy asked. He came over before heading to the ice rink. Dhanya looked disgusted. Kelsey, you swore you wouldnt even glance at Bryan after he stood you up and ignored your texts all weekend. But it turned out he had a good reason, Kelsey answered, her voice rising with excitement. Saturday night, he jumped off the train bridgethe one over the Cape Cod Canal.

Ivy exclaimed, sounding shocked, though she had witnessed the incident. Thats his excuse? Dhanya said, unimpressed. Dhanya, the bridge was going up, Kelsey explained. He leaped fty feet down to the canal. Think about ithe could have broken his back and drowned if hed landed the wrong way in the water.

It was what Ivy feared for Tristan. Standing on the canal bank, she had lost sight of him. Everafter Youll never guess why Bryan was up there, Kelsey went on. He was chasing Luke. Dhanya moved over to sit on the marble curb with Ivy. Did you know he was still on the Cape? I havent seen or heard from Luke since June, Ivy lied.

So Lukes now in jail? Dhanya asked Kelsey. Missing in action. Bryans been looking for him. And if he nds him, hell kill him, Ivy thought.

What kind of story had Bryan concocted for the police and Kelsey? Why did Bryan chase Luke? Ivy asked aloud.

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I thought they were good friends. Not anymore, Kelsey replied. Bryan believes that Luke murdered that girl, the one police said jumped from the bridge a week agoAlice something or other. Alicia Crowley, Ivy thought. Bryan had already framed Luke for Corinnes death. Now he was adding Alicia to the list. She was close to Luke, Kelsey added.

Luke sure likes to knock off his girlfriends. Dhanya shivered. That could have been you, Ivy. Ivy simply shook her head.

Her roommates condemned and feared the wrong person. But Bryan had already proven his willingness to kill anyone who learned the dark truth about him.

To warn Kelsey and Dhanyaand Beth and Willwould only put them in greater danger. The way to keep everyone safe from Bryan was for Elizabeth Chandler her to nd the evidence that would place him behind bars, the evidence that would clear Lukes name.

Then she and Tristan could be together, and Tristan could nd a way to redeem himself. If he was still alive. Tristan, where are you? Ivy cried silently, though she knew, alive or not, her fallen angel could no longer hear her heart calling to him. His clothes were wet; the tarp he was lying on was damp and gritty. The place reeked. Unable to see a thing, he sat up and stretched out his hands.

To his right and left, his ngers brushed against something moist and hard, surfaces that felt like rough plastic, walls that slanted away from him. He realized then that he was rocking slightly, and heard a quiet lap-lap.

He was entombed in the hull of a boat, at anchor on calm water. Thats his excuse? Dhanya said, unimpressed. Dhanya, the bridge was going up, Kelsey explained. He leaped fty feet down to the canal. Think about ithe could have broken his back and drowned if hed landed the wrong way in the water. It was what Ivy feared for Tristan. Standing on the canal bank, she had lost sight of him.

Everafter Youll never guess why Bryan was up there, Kelsey went on. He was chasing Luke. Dhanya moved over to sit on the marble curb with Ivy. Did you know he was still on the Cape? I havent seen or heard from Luke since June, Ivy lied. So Lukes now in jail? Dhanya asked Kelsey. Missing in action. Bryans been looking for him. And if he nds him, hell kill him, Ivy thought. What kind of story had Bryan concocted for the police and Kelsey? Why did Bryan chase Luke? Ivy asked aloud. I thought they were good friends.

Not anymore, Kelsey replied. Bryan believes that Luke murdered that girl, the one police said jumped from the bridge a week agoAlice something or other.

Alicia Crowley, Ivy thought. Bryan had already framed Luke for Corinnes death. Now he was adding Alicia to the list. She was close to Luke, Kelsey added. Luke sure likes to knock off his girlfriends. Dhanya shivered.

That could have been you, Ivy. Ivy simply shook her head. Her roommates condemned and feared the wrong person. But Bryan had already proven his willingness to kill anyone who learned the dark truth about him. To warn Kelsey and Dhanyaand Beth and Willwould only put them in greater danger. The way to keep everyone safe from Bryan was for.

Elizabeth Chandler her to nd the evidence that would place him behind bars, the evidence that would clear Lukes name. Then she and Tristan could be together, and Tristan could nd a way to redeem himself. If he was still alive.

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Tristan, where are you? Ivy cried silently, though she knew, alive or not, her fallen angel could no longer hear her heart calling to him. His clothes were wet; the tarp he was lying on was damp and gritty.

The place reeked. Unable to see a thing, he sat up and stretched out his hands. To his right and left, his ngers brushed against something moist and hard, surfaces that felt like rough plastic, walls that slanted away from him. He realized then that he was rocking slightly, and heard a quiet lap-lap.

He was entombed in the hull of a boat, at anchor on calm water. He suddenly remembered the old lobster boat he had swum to, recognizing at least three ingredients of the stench: He had walked more than forty miles the last two nights, working his way from the Cape Cod Canal to Nauset Harbor, close to where Ivy was staying.

There were no private docks or marinas here; the boats were moored in a bay protected from the Atlantics fury by a long nger of dunes and small islands at the northern end of Nauset Beach.

Everafter Before sunrise Tuesday morning, Tristan had spotted this dilapidated boat among the commercial shing craft and pleasure boats anchored here. Hidden among the trees, he had watched it all day, as the other boats departed then returned through Nauset Inlet, but no one had claimed it. After nightfall, overwhelmed by a need to sleep undisturbed, he had swum out to the boat. Its curved, low-slung sides made it easy to board.

The lobster traps piled in the stern were tagged with plastic rings that bore expiration dates from the previous December. Checking the vessel from stern to bow, Tristan had gured it was more likely that the boat would sink than its owner suddenly show up. Hed retreated to the wheelhouse, a three-sided shelter with large square windows. When a party had begun on a boat a hundred yards off, he descended to the snug but smelly quarters below. He gured he had slept for several hours and was glad to emerge now into the fresh air of the open deck.

Looking south, he could barely discern the rise of dark land against the starlit sky, the bluffs on which the Seabright perched. He longed to be with Ivy, but he couldnt chance it, not yet. It had been three weeks since his picture had made page one of the Cape Cod Times, but the stare of a Walmart security guard had been enough to deter him from downloading a new cell phone.

His old one and the watch Ivy had given him lay at the bottom of the canal. All he had in his pockets.

Elizabeth Chandler now was a soggy bankrollfrom Bryan when he was pretending to be Lukes friendand a gold coin with an angel stamped on each side, a gift from Philip. Catch anything? Tristan swung around, startled. Lacey sat on an upsidedown work bucket, fully materialized. A lobster? A murderer? An angel, he replied, though her angelic purple shimmer was apparent only in the tint of her long dark hair.

Dressed in a tank top and ripped leggings, she didnt look like a local, but at least she wasnt wearing one of her theatrical getups. Both as an angel and a B-movie teen star, Lacey had always enjoyed grabbing the attention of an audience. You werent shing for me, she said. I havent heard a syllable from you, and you know that I cant locate people unless they call to me. You found me anyway, he pointed out.

I narrowed it down to two places, hell or here. You landed here, ying like a moth to Ivys ame. Have you seen her? How is she? For you, as dangerous as ever. No, Tristan said rmly. This was why he hadnt called out to Lacey.

Tristan, I was there on the bridge with you and Bryan. Everafter I heard the voices. They were as loud as the night Gregory fell to his death. Time may be running out. You need to redeem yourself. Tristan gazed at the stars, as if he could read the time off the bright face of heavens clock. Could you tell what the voices were saying?

For him, they always began the same way, a low murmuring, overlapping waves of menacing voices, their emotions clearer than their words.

Their words were meant for you. Meaning you couldnt decipher them, he guessed. And you can? He nodded. The words were becoming increasingly clear to him.

Thats not a good sign! First youre stripped of your angelic powers; now youre hearing the words of demons! But Laceys curiosity got the better of her. What did they say? And when I was up on the bridge, Which way?

They kept asking me, Which way? Their way, Lacey said. Gregorys way. I have to stop him.

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Hell kill Ivy. Lacey grabbed Tristan by the shoulders. As solid as the angel looked and felt, her grip lacked strength, and he easily pulled away from her.

Listen to me, Tristan. Its you who needs protecting.

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Go to the police. Turn yourself in as Luke. Let them arrest. Elizabeth Chandler you and keep you locked up safe.

If Bryan kills you before youve redeemed yourself, youre damned. Youll be in hell forever. The way to redeem myself is to expel Gregory from this world. I cant do that from prison. How are you going to get rid of a demon, she replied sarcastically, ask him nicely to go home? If Gregory possesses a persons mind and that person dies, Gregory is banished forever. You told me that yourself. So youre going to knock somebody off? She moved her face close to his. Tristan, you cant kill!

You cant take away life, and you cant give it backthats how you got yourself into this mess. Life, its entrances and exits, is scripted by Number One Director, and he doesnt take kindly to us lowly actors messing with his stage directions. Theres a way to send Gregory back to hell and keep Ivy safe.

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There must be.If the boy wants to believe in angels then let him do so. Someone wanted either him or Ivy dead. I have to stop him. It gave me feels and made me pretty sad and depressed, lol..

What kind of story had Bryan concocted for the police and Kelsey? Top Reviews Most recent Top Reviews. Sep 14, Asia rated it really liked it. I enjoyed this book way more than the first; characters are becoming more complex view spoiler [Gregory and Eric hide spoiler ].