Marli_Hanekom

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.

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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."

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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.

Forsaken : The Angel wars

Samael tried again to fly through the forcefield that was holding him back. But it was holding him in place, his wings flapped slower and he went a few spaces back.

He gritted his teeth, "Gadrial! Let me through!"

He didn't know if she had heard him but the force field was gone in an instant. He blinked, what- He shook his head and flew straight towards the Angel War Company, he didn't know how long he would have to get Raphael out of there but he had to try.

He couldn't lose her again, he felt a sting in his head and looked towards his wrist, the tattoo that Lillith gave him was glowing. His blood started boiling, she had promised aeons ago that she would never use this method to call him again.

He ignored the stinging, "She can go to hell! I am done playing her errand boy."