1. Dark Angel Part 11


    Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    fallen into a trap. The memories of her warnings of what could befall him shamed him further. Never had he felt so defeated and powerless. There was nothing he could do. He would not endanger Erie’s life by attempting to escape. Sooner or later Devon would come for them. Of that he was sure. He just wished the demon archangel of the Alpha Angels would do so before Anniel attempted it. Ashriel would never forgive himself if she came to harm because of his own stupidity. The doors to the elevator opened after they’d ascended for a few minutes. The blast of music made Ashriel cringe. Natanael gripped Ashriel’s arm. “They can use your body, but they can never touch your soul. Remember that, Ash. This body is nothing more than a receptacle. What’s inside is untouchable.” Ashriel stared in awe at Natanael’s spiritual strength. Never again would he look down upon reapers who’d fallen into prostitution. *** Cyn summoned Chameleon to bring Rayne. They would leave her in the starcruiser Ashriel had flown to Rhylos with Seth and Abdiel standing by to lift off as soon as they retrieved to missing reapers. Nothing had prepared anyone for Chameleon’s appearance. Anniel gaped as he emerged from the shadows, materializing as if by magic. In his arms he carried a still unconscious Rayne. His entire body, including massive wings tucked behind his back looked like liquid silver. When he came more into the circle of light cast from one of the street lamps Abdiel gasped. “Iophiel?” Chameleon’s ...
    shiny liquid exterior morphed. His hair was stark white and flowed down to his waist, his eyes were the typical bright grey of reapers. His wings turned blue-black. Chameleon tilted his head a bit to the side, regarding Abdiel curiously. “Oh-my-god. Iophiel,” Abdiel said in awe. “Everyone thought you were dead.” “He did die,” Cyneolle responded when Chameleon remained silent. Anniel bit her lip and stared at the intriguing creature before her. He looked…too perfect. Like a doll. “Iophiel,” Chameleon finally said slowly, as if testing out the sound on his tongue. “Whatever he is, he has an aura,” Seth said narrowing his eyes. “He’s a sentient being.” “Yes,” Cyneolle said in his deep raspy voice, “But ninety percent of the memories of his past life are gone. So, the reaper Iophiel died. This is Chameleon.” Anniel gulped. “Why is he called Chameleon?” The platinum-haired reaper extended his arms to Seth, giving him the unconscious girl. As he passed Rayne into Seth’s arms, his form morphed again. He turned into an exact replica of Seth. They all stared wide-eyed. Chameleon only grinned and then morphed into Anniel. She gasped. “Wow. That’s…creepy.” Chameleon changed back into himself as a reaper. “We must leave. It becomes increasingly dangerous to remain here.” Anniel’s heart skipped a beat as she looked to her son. Placing her hands on his thick biceps, she looked up into his eyes. “Are you coming back home with us?” He remained staring at her a moment, his nostrils flared, jaw ...
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