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Entwined souls

This book is silver tier winner of webnovel contest WFP #21 Under "angels and demons series". A demon met an angel in a club accidentally and saved her life. From then the angel sticks with him no matter what. She put every effort to make him fall for her. But did they fell in love coincidentally or is it the fate repeating itself again. Come and join the journey of Asbeel, the first fallen angel and now demon the prince of hell and his half-angel. And see how they fight with heaven to live their forbidden love. Excerpt- "Abigail" A gut wrenching cry shook heaven and earth. An angel was flying towards heaven. His blood shot eyes have so much grief that even angel bowed his head. But the creator was standing there unperturbed. "Why Father, why did you kill Abigail." He asked with so much remorse that blood started seeping out of his eyes. "You were a watcher, yet you led astray the whole Grigori of watchers by falling for the daughters of men. " God asked back, the voice was calm and collected but the swirling storm behind him is a clear indication of his anger towards his own creation. "But I love her father." He begged, pleaded for the life of his lover whose eyes has turned hollow. Those eyes who had kept him spellbound. More blood fell from his eyes. "An angel can't love a human, it's forbidden and you know that." His father rebuked. He was annoyed at the folly of his child. "But we all are your child father, if you want to punish, then punish me. Let her live." If one has to go, then let him be the one. He hugged the soulless body as if he wants to be one with her. His father smirked, "you, my child, has got the worse retribution for your sin" He looked at his father, uncertain what other things he had planned. "She died an easy death, but you, you will live alone an immortal life feeling the pain to be the reason for your beloved dead." The creator explained his innocent child. "Just because she is a human," he asked the obvious can't believe that God can be so cruel to his own creations. "Then let him be the angel." He declared. Growing his nails, he stabbed himself without an ounce of hesitation. His hand encompasses bright light energy and inflict it in his lover's body. The soulless body took a deep breath and her cheeks turned rosy again, the lifeless eyes fluttered and he smiled. He caressed her cheeks and took her fallen strand of hair in his hand, putting it back behind her ears. He looked at the stunned face of his father and smiled. Just then he fell from heaven, losing all the energy his body had, and died. But the good was beyond control. His creation has disgraced his gift. But he can't take the power the fallen angel has gifted to his beloved. "Throw her back to earth before she wakes up. She would never be accepted as angel here." With that he vanished in the air. After 100 centuries.

nishidurani · Fantasy
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243 Chs

The dance

She nodded her head in understanding, of course, you can't buy what you are selling.

"Little angel do you know dancing?" When she looked at him raising her brows. "There will be a dance in a while. I promised my first dance to Helena. She was looking angry. So, if you want wee can have a dance after that. Or else you can enjoy the rest of the food. As auction will start just after three or four songs." He said making himself another drink.

'Does he have a hole or what? He just drank 5 glasses back to back. She can't even drink this much water in one go. He will die soon with a damaged liver'

"No, I will not die anytime soon, especially because of drinking." He replied noticing her gaze on the glass he was making. 'Reading her is like reading a poster hung on the wall in big bold letter. You will read it anyway even if you don't want to'

This immediately widens her eyes and open her mouth but she soon closed it and looked at the other side reporting "I wasn't thinking about it." She said with confidence but her reddened cheeks gave away.

"Yeah right." He mocked. "Think about the dance when I will do it with Helena," he said taking the sip of glass.

Silence ensued, she didn't know what to say. The moment they entered the hall he became busy and she was sitting here alone all the time. She had heard people whispering about her. And pointing at her like she is just another fling or how Asbeel wouldn't even remember her name after tonight.

Few even said that she had already done the deed. look at her captivating face, she mist have hooked many with it. She felt bitter listening to them. She wanted to tell that she is still a virgin and didn't even kiss anyone much less other things. But this will only increase the issue. So it's better to stay silent.

And now here he was again ready to go, dancing with others while she, as his partner will wait for him. 'Come on Angela it's not like he is your boyfriend or something'. She explained her heart and gave a bitter smile

"What's with the expression," he asked intrigued looking at her.

"Nothing. Go ahead. I wouldn't dance" she said shaking her head.

although confused he still nodded his head and put the glass down. "Then I would see you In a while" he replied and stood up.

Moving towards Helena table, he extended his hand like a gentleman. The people of her coven smiled at her achievement. It was an honour for witches to be partner of devils. It will give them more strength and access to spell and ancient magic articrafts. She smiled extending her hands. It's not about her coven but about her heart. She wants Asbeel not because he is a devil. But because he is him.

Asbeel took her hands in his and took her to the dance floor. Helena was still looking at him with her misty eyes. He knew he broke her heart. But it is for her benefit, he is a demon but knows where to show his integrity. She had always helped him he can't hurt her.

"But what if you are already hurting me," she asked with a tear in her eyes. "I love you from a century Asbeel."

"But I don't. I can't love Helena, I can't give you anything except the pleasure a man provide to a woman. That's what I am made for. To lure the desires in women and make them do sins. But I have never lured you" he said with complicated emotions. She is the only one whom he has denied touching that way. Yet she begs him every time he sees her.

"Then give me what you can, I am satisfied with having even a bit of you. And it's not like I am innocent and you will taint me" she replied with a smirk. The arrogant Helena he knew, is back. And that's the one he prefers. He can't handle the vulnerable Helena at all.

"Are you sure you want this?" he asked holding her in his arms. His left hand covering her waist while his right hand softly touching her back making circles on it. She was leaning her head on his chest. Finding her solace in his arms listening to the rhythmic music she knows is not true. Yet gives her immense pleasure.

"More than anything" she whispered in his chest, being sure he has listened. "Tonight?" She waited but only the dance flowed no reply came. Dread filled her heart, is it another denial? Her body shook at the thought but the hold of his hand tightened. Making her feel secured again.

He took a deep breath in her ears and put his hand on her chin, raising her head to make her look at him. Feeling confused, she raised a brow in question but he just shook his head slightly and smiled. He gave a chaste kiss on her head, making her feel stunned.

"Always remember once you cross the line, there is no coming back. What we have here is a century of friendship. You want to trade it with a few nights. I am happy to oblige. As this is the only thing you have ever asked me for. But as a devil, it's my last way to warn, think about the trade here done. Tonight, tomorrow whenever you want I will take you. Just be sure this is what you want. Because you are not going to get anything more than this."

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