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

/"But daddy I love him!/" Exclaimed the little red-headed mermaid. Michael smirked as the character begged her father to see the man who lives above the water. Laying on Samael's shoulder, the older fellow snuggled the little angel tighter.

/"Your father plays the true role of King Triton,/" Samael whispered in Michael's ear. Flushing, the archangel slaps his lover across the chest before sitting up on the glorious white couch.

/"Tis not. The lord is protective over all of his, including me. You just have to try harder./" Pecking his lips, Michael got up and floated into the main hallway of the castle.

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