mistaken angels

mistaken angels

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"I don't understand, I can't be a fallen angel," Nalia said, her voice stressing, "Angels aren't real." "You're obviously not religious then," Elise replied with a sarcastic tone, "Angels are very real, as well as demons. You're an angel, I'm an angel, and you're about to meet a few more people like yourself." For years Nalia Timbers has always felt different from everyone else. She wasn't bullied or an outcast, she just simply felt like she wasn't completely who she thought she was. She always felt as if someone was watching her at all times of the day for as long as she could remember, and she couldn't explain why until now.
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Her voice came out grainy. "I'm tired of being the devil's whip." She ground her teeth together. "I'm tired of killing for evil. I saw you the other night and it made me feel something I'd never felt before. The want to protect you." She looked down at her feet, her expression unfamiliar. "I've been a monster for five hundred years." She looked at me. "And when I saw you, I saw good. I saw purity." - "And what did my angel think about?" She growled. I could feel her breath in my ear. The possessiveness that clouded her burrowed into me. She bit my ear again and I sighed in pleasure. "Tell me," she demanded. "I thought about you," I admitted. My core began to throb. "And was it good?" She moved her lips down to my neck, biting the artery that beat rapidly. I swallowed. "No one has ever made me feel like you do." My voice came out husky. I couldn't take much more of this. - Camael never asked to be saved by a demon. She didn't even know that demons could be saviors. Her purpose was to do the right thing, even when it felt so wrong. Lirathis has killed her entire life. She was the Devil's whip and knew nothing except pain and destruction. Void of any emotion. Until she met Camael. Something is changing between them. Pulling them together. Wrenching them from the lives they knew. Chemistry had its own magic.

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