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

Nakir spread his wings to take to the sky as he picked up Gadrial in his arms. She had turned her face away from him and her hand outstretched to Uriel.

Somehow this small gesture was breaking his heart, he flew back to the tower. She would have to deal with the Creator on her own.

When he stopped before the tower door it had opened revealing Moloch, "Well. Well, look who the cloud dragged in."

Gadrial had turned and hid her face in Nakir's chest and Nakir replied, "Do you have business with me Moloch?"

His arms tightened around Gadrial and waited for Moloch to speak. Moloch just walked past them, "I never have business with you, Nakir."

Nakir didn't turn, he walked straight towards the tower door and he moved his one from under Gadrial, to place it at the back of her head, "You don't like him do you?"