1. Dark Angel Part 8


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

    lifted slowly, until her fingers touched skin. When her hands skimmed up a strong jaw, her left hand touched an edge of metal while her right continued over soft skin. “I lost part of my face in the first Rhylosian civil war,” he explained. A lump formed in Anniel’s throat, but she continued to feel his facial features. His jaw was squared with an indentation on the chin, like a dimple. His lips were full, warm and soft, like Ashriel’s. “Like Garethiel’s,” she whispered, her hands now beginning to tremble as she touched his nose and traced the shape of his left brow. He drew her close, and she blinked, feeling tears bathe her cheeks. Her nose bumped his shoulder and then his throat. She felt the heat of his skin, heard the beat of his heart and the rush of blood through his jugular. Had she wanted to, she could have easily unleashed her fangs and torn his throat out. Instead, she ran her nose up the thick column of his throat and breathed in deeply. The scent was definitely a combination of machinery, wires, metal, and electricity, but beneath it all was the faint scent of Seraph and Wolf…mixed as one. “No,” she gasped pushing him away. Her son couldn’t be alive after all these years even though he did have Seraphian blood in his veins. Gareth’s blood had been so diluted. She assumed he would have a normal human life span. But if he’d inherited his father’s life expectancy…? At a little over three-hundred years, he’d be considered a very young Seraph still. “Who are you?” ...
    she asked again, this time her voice tremulous with tears. “I am Cyn.” “That woman called you Neo.” “Those of the rebel group call me Neo. The Cyborgs named me Cyneolle. In their language it means newborn cyborg angel… but I am no angel.” Anniel didn’t know what to make of this. She was curious about his background, but only Devon or Seth would be able to really help with that. They were the most powerful of the Alpha Angels. “I need to find my friends. They will be looking for me. Can you take me to the black market?” She saw him tip his head to the side. Again, his fingers skimmed over her face. Anniel winced, but this time allowed it. He touched her hair and then took one of her hands. She felt him place his over hers, as if comparing the size. “You are very small.” Anniel blinked, trying hard to see his face. “It’s been a long time since someone said that to me.” She took a deep breath before saying, “What happened to your voice?” “A band of Greis tried to use me as a whore. They crushed my voice box by strangling me so I’d get...“ “Stop,” Anniel exclaimed, clapping her hands over her ears. She did not want to hear the horror she knew he was about to say. A shudder of revulsion shot through her as Angel’s horror stories replayed in her mind. “I killed them all before they could touch me. I am a virgin,” he said in a softer voice. “I feel no desire… at all. Yet, I find you beautiful. I have never thought of any humanoid as beautiful...except…” When he remained silent, she ...
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