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 left the bathroom, he wanted to do what Gadrial had wished. To clean her self up, he would have to plan this slowly and he knew that he would be rewarded for his patience.

"Gab- Gadrial are you sure you will be alright?" he asked through the bathroom door.

"Yes," she answered him in a low voice.

Gadrial had walked to the bathroom sink and she opened the tap at the bathroom sink. She jerked her head back at the blackish water that came from the tap, "Eww..."

She should have known that things would have been different in hell, she sunk to her knees in front of the bathroom rink, 'How am I suppose to clean myself with this?'

This was unacceptable, she didn't belong here in this hell where she had been locked out of her mortal body where she should have returned to earth and had her happy ending.

Palace of Hell