1. Dark Angel Part 8


    Date: 7/1/2017, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    glow of the city. He looked around, noticing the darkened windows spanning at least fifty levels. “You wouldn’t want to venture into these levels,” the dirty man chuckled. “Let’s go down into the heart of Rhylos.” “We want to speak with Cyneolle. He has a friend of ours,” Seth said. The dirty man laughed, as did the others around them. “Well, I’d have to let his guards know you seek him out.” “Take us to him,” Ashriel demanded. The dirty man snorted. “And how the hell should I know where that devil is?” He was lying. Ashriel felt it in his bones. He had to know where this Cyneolle was. They all had to know. “All right, then get in touch with his guards. We want our friend back.” “And what’s in it for me?” the dirty man grinned. Ashriel remained silent, not knowing what to say. “Pimp me out,” Eriel flew forward. “You could make a fortune pimping me out.” The dirty man’s eyes roved Eriel’s body and he nodded slowly. Ashriel shuddered. “Eriel…” Eriel turned. Even though his face was covered from his nose down, his eyes were smiling. “It’s okay, Ash. It’s not like I’m not used to it. It’ll be fun…getting fucked for love…even if it’s not love for me.” Ashriel shook his head. “Eriel…” Eriel raised his hands. “Not another word.” “I’ll go with him,” Natanael said drifting closer to transfer Seth into Ashriel’s arms. He winked at Ashriel. “We always watch each other’s backs.” “Well,” the dirty man chortled, “I guess it’s settled then. Let’s go. I’ll show the rest of you a place ...
    where you can chill out while I take these two beauties to the black market.” “Wait. What about letting Cyneolle know we want to speak to him?” Ashriel protested. The dirty man laughed. “Trust me. Cyn already knows you’re here. He’ll come around. Just you wait and see. Nothing goes on around here that he does not know.” Anniel stirred and lifted her face from the pillow she laid on. Her hair was in her face and it was dark. How long had she slept? Her body felt achy. Rolling over, she touched her belly and gasped. It felt rounded. Confusion assailed her. Had she been unconscious a long time? She ran her fingers over her belly feeling the familiar sensation of panic rise. Her mind drifted back to when she’d awakened from suspended animation. One moment she was hearing her Alpha Angel brothers and sister fighting telepathically and in the next blink, she was in Devon’s arms, awakening from a three hundred year slumber. “Oh-god, not again,” she whimpered. “Easy,” Cyneolle soothed. “What happened to me?” “I saved you.” “Yes, but how much time has elapsed since you saved me?” “Only one day cycle.” Anniel frowned, sliding her palms over her rounded belly. Cyneolle’s hand smoothed between hers gently. “The nanobots repaired you from the inside.” Shock and fear slammed into her. Nanobots? “My baby?” “Your baby is fine and healthy. The nanobots accelerated her growth to strengthen her.” Anniel’s jaw dropped. “H-her?” “You carry a full Seraphian female within your womb.” Anniel felt ...
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