Where the sky met the trees

Where the sky met the trees

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-You're a like a flower. -Why? she whispered almost inaudible but somehow Angel herd it. -Because you are small but strong like a flower and just as beautiful as one. Angels words were soft and disappeared into the warm air of the summer night. Noelle blushed deep red and averted her eyes to her feet as usual. - i love how easily i can make you blush, i love that you can't keep eye contact for long if it isn't with me and i love how you talk so much more now than when we met. I love you. Noelles eyes snapped up to meet with those sky blue ones, that she always stare into when she thinks that no one sees, at the sound of those last three beautiful words. - i love you too my beautiful angel, so much. So so much she whispered and snuggled deeper into the warm space in the crook of Angels neck. And as she felt Angels beautiful laugh and a warm kiss on her cheek she felt for the first time in forever that she might be okay. They might be okay. But that was before everything.
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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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