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Forsaken : The Angel wars

Christine didn't know why her dreams were filled with angels. Little did she know she was a reincarnation of the Angel of War. Lucian who damned himself to follow his lover to earth was left broken to see her die over and over again. Uriel who always hid his feelings in the shadows will not back down. Who will win her love in the end? This is a slow burn romance. ------ Lucian took a step forward, Christine took a step back, her back hit the door. Lucian placed his hands on either side of her head pinning her in, his face came closer, she could feel his breath. "What does your gut tell you, Miss Parkins?" Christine couldn't think, she was already undressing him. She averted her gaze, he removed this right hand, placing his fingers under her chin. He forced her face gently so that she was looking into his eyes. "Do not look away from me, tell me what does your gut say?" Christine gulped. "M... My gut says you are hiding behind a barrier, you are not dangerous to me." Lucian smiled at her, he moved his face an inch closer, their noses almost touching. "I am a very dangerous man, Miss Parkins. Your gut is wrong." Christine's head was spinning, then why did he ask me what my gut says if he will only brush it off? Before she could muster a retort her cooking alarm went off. "That would be lunch." ---- Warning: This story does contain smut, R-18. Please proceed with caution. *Disclaimer: The cover does not belong to me and all credit goes to the artist.

Marli_Hanekom · Fantasy
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282 Chs
#REINCARNATION
#MAGIC
#DARK
#TRAGEDY
#TEEN

Limbo and earth plain

Tears were running down Gadrial's face as she heard Christine's gasp in her ear, her sword was wedged deep into her heart and the tornado she created edged closer to twirl her in its embrace.

It would cleanse her soul so she might peace in this godforsaken limbo wasteland, the seven applauded, "Great battle as always, angel of war."

Gadrial did not answer them, as she slid her blade slowly from Christine's chest and watched as the tornado enveloped her body. She twirled higher to the sky and the wound that she dealt closed around her chest, Gadrial's tears did not stop. Her heart was filled with sorrow and it felt like she lost a sister. 

The seven's gaze was on the tornado, "Why have you never given us this privilege?"

Gadrial averted her gaze from the tornado, "Why should I? You have not given me any reason to give you my blessing."