There was so much mystery surrounding Britt, you couldn't help but get drawn towards her. Now they are irrevocably linked together. Say what? She soon finds out that the murderer in her dreams is Kendall, aĬorrupted Eternal who attempted to steal her guardian angel/soul but failed and Guess what, they look a whole lot like Allister and Angelina Parks, the newīritt starts seeing murders in her dreams and wakes up to find out that they are real. Before she woke up,īritt remembers being surrounded by two figures glowing, angels perhaps? And Succeeding, Britt finds herself alive and 110% cancer free.

The family trip is at an island completely surrounded by water. So, she decides to drown herself, convenient that Trip, quite possible her last, Britt decides that if she's going to die, it's going With cancer and knows that she isn't going to last much longer. Our main character, Britt, has been diagnosed Allister struggles to keep Britt a secret from the Eternal Council and out of the hands of the only Eternal who already knows the truth: the one who stole her guardian angel. It is forbidden an infraction punishable by death.Īs Britt relishes her new cancer-free life and senior year of high school, her very existence threatens Allister’s place in this world. The only problem is that an Eternal like Allister isn’t allowed to touch those who have already passed from this world. Ignoring the warnings of his sister, Allister brings Britt back from the edge of death. When Allister Parks finds Britt’s fragile body on the riverbank something calls out to him. Despite her father’s attempts to reach her, she flies over the waterfall.

She struggles to get back to shore, to cry out for help, but her atrophied muscles are useless and the frigid water steals the breath from her chemo-scarred lungs. As Britt tries to end her life by going into the frigid waters she realizes her mistake. No control, except for how she would leave this world. The cancer had won leaving her without a future, without any options, and without control. Britt Anderson went along with everything the doctors said for nearly four years, but she was still dying at eighteen.

Taking Angels by C.S. Yelle