'To win a war she was born into, she had to have the Devil on her side.'
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Nephele thought she was normal. She had considered herself average, even with the demons that trailed behind her like a looming shadow.
But that was before.
When a mysteri...
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I remember that time when you took my hand
Looked into my eye said, "I got you, darling"
Shivers up my spine and down my back
Somersaults inside my stomach
You let the sparks fly high into the night
And I tried to hold them
I'm reeling in the ash and smoke
'Cause you came and broke my heart wide open
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Chapter Twenty-Two - Angel Wings Nephele's POV
I run for as long as I can, pushing though the crowds of people. All colours of the diverse rainbow flow freely past me as I push onward, trying to evade the men after me.
This area of the city, the area in which the centre isles of the city were connected to the outer, were a lot more crowded than I initially had taken notice too. This was probably a good thing as well as the crowds helped me hide.
I left the violet eyed woman's stall almost immediately after those men spotted me, and I had since crossed the cobbled street that ran a circuit around the moat that sectioned the city into the two parts; outer and inner city. Lilith said something about a 'centre' before she teleported, or as Lucifer says the technical term, 'Winnowed', away. The bustling crowds became denser as soon as I set foot onto the other side of the street which was separated from the market place by two tram tracks which looped around this circuit continuously all day.
I slowed down as soon as I hit the crowds of people though, more pushing through and past the figures to try and gains some distance between me and those men. I wouldn't be able to take on all three at once.
Whilst I was pushing through these people, I couldn't help but think of Lucifer. Our relationship, if that is what you would call it, was growing rapidly. I was more comfortable around him and I openly displayed signs of affection which previously had seemed like a horrible thing to ever do. I wanted to comfort him earlier, like it was a natural instinct to do so.
