s t a r s t r u c k

s t a r s t r u c k

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 12, 2019
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"You know I created them, right?" "Oh, what did you create my dear?" "The stars, angel." He wasn't going to tell him about their lives previous to Eden. He wasn't going to tell him he expertly crafted the stars based upon the ways his eyes twinkled back then. The same way they are twinkling right now. He wasn't going to tell him about why and how he fell. At least he didn't plan to. An AU where Crowley was the archangel Raphael before he fell. Based on textposts and headcanons.
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Iris never believed in angels. Or demons. Or anything beyond the ordinary hum of life. School, homework, and late-night drives with her best friend-that was real. Then a new student arrives. Cassiel. Beautiful, silent, wrong. There's something about him that doesn't fit, something that makes the air too thick when he's near. She tries to ignore him. Pretend she doesn't notice how his shadow bends the wrong way, how his reflection sometimes isn't his. But then the world starts to change. People disappear. The sky bleeds. And something is hunting Cassiel-something that knows Iris' name, though she's never spoken to it. She should run. She should forget him. But it's too late for that. Because when angels fall, they don't fall alone.

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