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

Uriel stood there with no emotions displaying on his face, he was bewildered about what had just happened.

He had just damned a soul to Hell without thinking about the consequences and that was not like him at all.

He had always thought about the consequences before he acted, "What have I done?" He asked out loud.

A few of the spirits started to form around him, "Why did you do that?"

Uriel didn't turn to face them, he was too afraid to face them. He was afraid of what he had done, he was afraid of what he was going to become with this power that he was wielding.

"I am sorry," Uriel replied in a soft tone.

He could feel the spirits closing in on him, he could feel their ghostly aura rising. Were they going to hurt him? Were they going to banish him from the graveyards? He hoped it wasn't the latter, he needed the graveyard for the leyline so that he could try and open the gates once more.

Earth Realm