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

Gadrial had turned her gaze upward to the reddish sky, the vibrations they had felt had given her hope but it was soon diminished as the vibrations had stopped. She wanted to see Uriel so badly...

"Who was that?" The angry voice asked behind her, she sucked in a sigh. Couldn't Nakir just leave her be for a few moments so that she could just find herself again?

"I do not know," She replied and stood up from the ground, she didn't give him a single glance and turned to face him, "Nor do I care."

Nakir watched her closely, he could see that her emotions were flashing over her face. The confusion, the hope, the hurt and the anger.

" I think that you should care, Gabby," Nakir said in a monotone, "You do not know how long you would be staying with me."

Palace of Hell: Hell's garden