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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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Palace of Hell

Gadrial smiled as she free fell from the window, there was a hot wind that had greeted her wings.

She spread her six wings and they steadied her in the air, 'I might as well enjoy my stay here then.'

Nakir was angry when he had stormed from Gadrial's room, "She demands! Ha! Coming into my kingdom and demands!"

He opened his study door which was on the other side of the palace and had a secret door to the throne room which he rarely used.

He walked to the table, "I am such a fucking fool!" He threw the table and it broke into little pieces, "What the fuck is wrong with me?"

No one answered his questions, he began heaving, "Am I so blind to have seen her again that... That I will lay at her feet?!"

His hand went up to his chest where a heart should have been beating was empty. "Why am I feeling like a complete fool around her?"