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

Gabriel stared at Michael, Moloch had been planning this from the beginning. He had played them all to activate his plan so that he could resurrect his brother.

"I can not believe this," Gabriel said, his voice was hoarse due to his throat going dry.

"You should believe it," Michael replied in a low voice.

How was he supposed to believe it? When he and Lucian were in the Children of the Damned club, Moloch had announced that he was Azazel.

He had played the part very well, he even riled up the fallen and the demons. He was surprised that there wasn't a battle in the streets when Moloch had asked them to bring Gadrial's head.

"How did Moloch start all this?" Gabriel asked as his thoughts were still at the club.

"I do not know how," Michael replied softly, "But what I can tell you is that he had found most of his specimens at a downtown club for fallen beings."

Realm of Earth