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Dark Angel Part 7
Date: 4/27/2017, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories
anything about him, except that he was a Seraphian born reaper. Ashriel turned away, realizing there really was nothing more to know anyhow. His life had been solely dedicated to honoring his holy vows as a reaper… and now he had no future. “I’m sorry,” he said in a low voice. “I have no right to demand anything from you.” He wanted to add he knew he meant nothing to her, but it would make him sound like a lovelorn idiot. Her fingers caressed his face, trying to get him to look at her, but it hurt too much to do so, knowing his love was not returned with the same fervor he felt. Served him right for steering away from his calling. He had no business trying to live the life of a normal person. He was not normal. He was an implement of the Divine One’s wrath against the forces of darkness. His black wings were a reminder of that. Anniel tipped his face to hers and kissed him, chasing away his gloomy thoughts. He drank from her lips like man dying of thirst, the bits and pieces of affection tossed his way greatly appreciated… as pathetic as it seemed. He’d fallen low indeed. She pulled away, leaving him feeling bereft. He opened his eyes to see she was mere inches from his face, looking at him with a little frown marring her beautiful face. Her eyes this close revealed flecks of gold, brown, and green. She bit her lip and shook her head a tiny bit, almost imperceptible. Anniel stood and rushed out of the lounge, taking the platter with her, mumbling something about getting ...