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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Christine

She was walking down a road that she didn't recognise. "Where am I?" She looked down at herself and gasped. "What is up with these clothes?"

She was wearing a pink corset dress that plumed out, she grasped the dress and lifted it up. "What the fuck are these shoes?" 

It was high heeled white boots that came up to her ankle.

She looked around confused, the streets were dark and a few carriages that stood around. "This was one weird dream." 

Her heart was thundering, and then her whole body walked further down the street, she could hear thoughts in her head. 'Will he like my new dress? I hope he would be on time, it took me an hour to get down from the window.' 

She blinked, at least her body was obeying but these thoughts... Where was she going? Her body would stop at a few intervals and look around. 'At least there were no one around that she recognised.'