Ever since the Devil donned a powerful amulet that allows him to walk the Earth, he has grown weaker—and so has his authority. As a result, mutiny is rising in Hell, and the Devil must fight to remain the king of the underworld. Little does he know, there is much more at stake than his title.
After the death of the nun who raised him and his best friend, Jordan Conway cannot think of anything but finding Sophia and keeping her safe. Luckily, he has a team of archangels on his side, and with their help, the two lifelong friends are reunited. But Jordan didn’t expect the reunion to include another of Sister Helen’s charges—the boy he’d loved like a brother but who had pushed him away, Dane. The three orphans never thought their lives would amount to much, but finding their way back to each other is leading them to finding out who they truly are.
All paths converge when the fourteenth sphere, a celestial object with a power like no other, appears at the Met. The angels must keep it from falling into the wrong hands, and soon, the lines between good and evil blur as they find themselves fighting alongside Satan to prevent the unleashing of a dark and dangerous force hell-bent on taking them all down. But in this world, nothing is as it seems, and the mysterious sphere is possibly the least of their concerns…
Get ready for another adventure as the three friends, and the angels they now consider family, travel the globe in search of a way to save each other—and the world.
I glanced down my body, doing a quick inspection for injuries. Nothing seemed hurt or broken. Pressing a hand to my forehead, I winced when my fingers met the aching wound. I drew back my hand. It was smeared with red.
“Yeah, I think I’m okay,” I said, about to get up. But I stopped when I noticed Sophia staring at me. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” She smiled faintly. “You’ve changed in the nine months since I’ve seen you. That’s all.”
“You’re a lot braver than I remember,” Sophia said.
“Yeah, and you just beat the shit out of a pack of feral dogs unscathed,” Dane chimed in.
“Language!” Sophia teased.
He rolled his eyes.
“Look who’s talking, Mr. Dog Whisperer,” I said to Dane.
“What?” he asked. “I didn’t do anything. It was the storm.”
Except I knew it wasn’t. It couldn’t be. The hounds had submitted the moment Dane had commanded them to stop. Unless it was a coincidence?
Before I could dwell on it, the unmistakable sound of beating wings filled my ears.
I pulled my attention away from Sophia and Dane and looked toward the sound. Michael and Gabriel stood there, wet from the rain with wings fully outstretched, matching expressions of condemnation on their faces.
Dane rubbed his eyes. “Do they—”
“Have wings?” I supplied. “Yes. Though now’s—”
“Not the time,” he finished. “I get it. ’Cause they look pissed.”
He was right. They certainly did look pissed.
But we were finally safe, protected.
And in so much trouble.
Excerpted from The Revelation of Three by Sara M Schaller, Copyright © 2021 by Sara M Schaller. Published by Seraphim.
Sara M Schaller is a young adult author and publishing professional. She lives in Colorado and works at her local library. Sara likes to write stories for all ages in the fantasy genre, and her writing usually contains elements of speculative fiction and features a large cast of characters. Sara has a Bachelor's degree in English, Art History, and Religious Studies from the University of Denver, and a Master's degree in Publishing from Pace University. You can visit her online at www.saramschaller.com.