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

Did she hear it correctly? The voice told her to surrender her soul? But how was she going to do that? Did it mean that she would die? She wasn't ready for that if it would be the case, that she might not wake up. 'Why?'

"Do you want to be saved or not?"

She blinked as she felt Markus's fingers dragging across her legs with her undergarments. She wanted to be saved but- 'What would happen?'

She wanted to be sure of some facts before blindly giving in.

"You were screaming for me but yet you demand answers?"

'Yes, Gadrial... I want to know what would happen?'

She felt her undergarments slip from her feet, Markus tossed it to the side. "Are you ready Rachel?"

Christine didn't answer him, she was to busy listening for Gadrial's answer. His fingers trailed back up towards her sex, she tried to wiggle her legs. His touched felt slimy...