Archangel Michael. 
Lucifer Morningstar. 
Two names that wouldn't even come to comparison or likes of each other but somehow are connected more than they thought. 
An Archangel with limitless powers, earned white wings, and 4 younger brothers who will stop at nothing for his protection and safety; Michael doesn't know how much power, compassion, and ability he harnesses but one fallen angel will answer all of his leading questions. 
Samael. Lucifer Morningstar. Satan. The Devil. Lucy. He doesn't give a fuck about what you call him, just as long as you respect him. He has one mission and one mission only, to get what belongs to him. A special little Angel, an Archangel to be exact. The eldest of God's sons. The most innocent Archangel. Michael.

My Fallen Angel

Tripping. Stumbling. Flipping. Fumbling.

Michael felt clumsy. Every touch Lucifer placed upon his body. Every sneaky kiss. Every cuddle. Every time he talked to or about Michael. Michael found myself falling for the big bad wolf. He started seeing things, assuming of his past. Yet, could it be his past if he doesn't recollect or remember any of it?

It's been a week, an entire week of Michael's capture with Lucifer, and Raphael has not been taking it well. He's been starving himself, training nonstop, and going against his fathers' orders of attempting to go down to the pits of hell and reclaim his brother.

/"We'll get him soon. Father said this week was going to be tough but soon enough Michael will be back with us./" Uriel tried to reason with his older brother but nothing worked. Uriel, Azrael, and Raziel knew of the love their brother had for Michael but didn't know of the true intention of Raphael's love.

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