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

Did she hear him correctly? Did ye just say that he had given his heart to Uriel so that Uriel could live? What had happened that day?

Why did he have to give his heart to him? That heart which had calmed her so many times when her head had laid against his chest. That heart that when they flew had became her crutch when she wanted to be free from the tower. She couldn't detect a lie in his words, there was no small fib hiding somewhere in that sentence.

"What do you mean?" She asked in a surprised tone.

"You had one question, one question only and I have given you my answer," Nakir replied and turned his back on her.

"So you will not give me an answer for my follow up question?" Gadrial asked harshly, she was curious. She wanted to understand how this had come to happen.

"I am not going to answer you, I have given you my rules and answered your question with the truth," Nakir said softly.

Palace of Hell: Gadrial's room