"My Angel with Horns"

Michael Langdon, now in full awareness of knowing who his father is- wants nothing but to stop the witches from Miss Robinchaux's Academy. Nothing makes his blood boil more than them existing. However, still being half human he wonders if their is something more for him out there. With the plan of the apocalypse in mind, he wants no one and nothing to stop him from this.

On a night of conquest he is enchanted by a beautiful "witch" who has been in hiding at the academy. Michael wonders why she is being kept away, thinking that she may be more powerful, he wants to get close to her.

In the mix of this situation, he is seduced by Nevaeh Angelus who seems to not even be a witch..

Is this his opposite? Has he encountered an angel without even knowing? Or did he know all along?

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Nevaeh smiled, her hand running smoothly down his jaw to his chest. Her celestial warm chocolate eyes moving down his body then back up into his eyes. His remained at the ceiling, his panting ever so relaxing as his arm was around her body, resting on the smallest part of her waist.

Her legs still shaking, and her lips almost quivering for more. He could feel in his veins, this was no longer lust.. this was love.

Nothing feared him more than love..

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MY DEAR READERS: THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN GRAPHIC ADULT SCENES, PLEASE BE AWARE 18+*