Rebel Wings Don't Fly

Rebel Wings Don't Fly

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You're an angel. You died long ago, and you were a loyal worker of Providence. You and a friend you'd met in Heaven during your work had been promoted to the rank of Primary Angel, and with the ability to travel between plains of existence and more than a hint of curiosity, you made a bet with your fellow employee. If you couldn't find a way to get to Hell, the plane hopping rumor was only myth. But if you didn't return... That bet was quite a mistake.
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*Featured on Fantasy's Dark Fantasy reading list!* ► Book One of the Wings Trilogy This is, by no means, a story for those light of heart. This is also, unfortunately, a true story. I am a doctor with wings, one who doesn't belong here. I know, stereotypical. But it's true. Still confused? I used to be an angel. I caused the apocalypse of the planet inhabited by the very creatures I was supposed to help. It was the only way to help them, really. But that's a different story for a different day. Now, the surviving humans have emerged from the rubble, soaking in the damage left over from my destructive actions. What are they supposed to do about that? I have been cast upon earth, given the task of taking care of them and healing them. I suppose I have to clean up after myself. I doubt, however, that I have any chance of returning home to Elvirund. Or, as the humans call it, Heaven. You see, all of them are wounded. And the Elders are coming after me. ---------------------------------------------------- Rated Mature for: infrequent/mild cursing, mild graphic content Beautiful cover thanks to @leaving_forever Started: Jul 17, 2016 Ended: May 14, 2017

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