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

"Defend your realm!" Gadrial screamed at Nakir, "He is your brother and you are denying him?"

Nakir watched her closely, he didn't need to defend himself. This was his realm and rules are rules, he will keep Uriel out as long as he wanted to, he would never let him in until he had could execute his plans thoroughly.

"I do not need to explain myself to you, Gabby," Nakir said in a soft tone.

"I think you do owe me an explanation Na'ir, none of your actions that you have displayed in these two days suggest that I can trust you." Gadrial snapped back.

Trust, that was the word he had heard a lot these past two days. What was trust? She didn't even fully grasp who she truly was, she had lost those memories as part of her curse that Uriel had contracted.

She had trusted him and look what Uriel had done to her, even if it had been a command from the Creator... He should have fought for her but, he had plunged his sword in her heart.

Realm of Hell: Highest point where souls entered