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 shook his head but nothing could draw him back from the memory that he continued to remember.

*They returned to the tower, not through her window which they flew out of but through the main door.

When they landed Nakir turned to Gadrial, "Just deny until he believes you, Gabby." Nakir said softly.

Gadrial didn't look at him and just nodded, he wanted her to look at him. He was worried at what might happen to her, the Creator had not looked happy at the fact that she gad flew out of the window and was on her way to Uriel.

"Gabby, please look at me," Nakir's voice was full of worry.

Gadrial lifted her gaze slowly at him, "What do you want me to say, Na'ir? I can not even trust my brother so who should I trust?"

Nakir's hand reach for her's and he clasped it tightly in his hand, "You can trust me always, I will always be there for you. No matter what happens, Gabby." He stated firmly.

Palace Of Hell