Teaser from Marked Script

Okay, so a lot of this has been sitting around, not getting read because I have moved way past this point, therefore it hasn't gotten much love recently, so I thought I would throw out a little snippet from my book here (and a synopsis since most don't know what it is about) and see what you all think.

Enjoy :D

Synopsis:

My world changed the day before my 16th birthday when my mom took her own life. It didn't change in a good or bad way, it just changed. Things were never the same, but I survived.

Three years later, trying to start a new path of life for myself, my world completely changed again; I met the Evans brothers.

Caspian and Mason Evans.

Both devastatingly handsome and hiding a secret; one that I discovered. One angel gone bad, one angel determined to change him.

The day I figured out they were celestial beings sent to Earth to interact with humans and decide if we were worth the effort to care about, was the day I realized I was in love with both of them. Both tragic, strong, yet lost angels had captured my heart, until the day I discovered the darkest secret of all. The one involving my mother and the day she died. The day she didn't have to die.

Teaser:

            As I walk into the library (thank God for twenty-four hour campus libraries), I revel in the silence and make my way to an empty table along a wall with windows. I begin setting out all my things, deciding what to work on first when my spine begins to tingle.

            “A little early on the weekend to be studying, wouldn’t you say, Evangeline?”

            There is only one person I am aware of that continues to call me by my full name. I turn around in my chair to find Caspian lounging a few tables down; chair tilted back, feet crossed on top of the table, book resting across his chest which is covered with a tight blue t-shirt, hands laced together on top of his book, hair artfully bed-wrangled, eyes shining, but no smile.

            I hold my breath while I sweep over his impressive frame and finally realize my shot at forgetting things to study isn’t going to happen. My thoughts have apparently materialized in the last place I would have ever imagined.

            “Hi Caspian,” I reply, giving a small smile. I’m not sure what to say and he seems angry. Caspian just raises an eyebrow and continues to stare at me. This has suddenly gone from nervous to awkward to uncomfortable in a matter of seconds. I let out a low sigh, wishing I were rude enough to just turn around and try to study.

Why is he here anyways? It’s incredibly early, I know the party he was at last night. I figured he would still be sleeping it off in bed with Meghan. Jealousy instantly consumes me. Why did I have to go and think about those two together? Apparently, she doesn’t have a problem talking to him.

            Buck up, Evie. Just say something.

            “Did you have fun at the party last night?”

            Caspian looks surprised for a fleeting moment before his eyes narrow. “Which part?” He asks. He is angry. “The drinking part, the Meghan part, or the part where I had to deal with a rapist?”

            Now I’m surprised. And angry. God, he can be such an asshole.

            “Yes, clearly I am talking about the rapist moment. I had a feeling that was your idea of fun.” At this point I do turn around and start gathering up my things. There is no way I am staying here any longer and continuing this conversation.

            Caspian has other things in mind. He is suddenly behind me, slamming his hand down on the book I was about to put away.

            “Evie, is that what you really think of me? I would gladly deal with anyone like that, but it is not my idea of fun. As I recall, I was helping you. I’d say a thank you is in order instead of a sarcastic comment.”

            His close proximity causes my mind to draw a blank and my body to slowly drift in his direction. I know he has said something I should be angry with, but I just can’t muster enough rational thought to care.