My Dark Angel

"I hurried out the gates of heaven, the hound chasing my heels. Leaning over the edge once I got there, I looked down upon the human lights on earth. They seemed so majestic, but now all I felt for the unknown world was undying fear.

I tittered over the edge just as the Heaven Hound bounded up to me, teeth bared. I could hear God's angered voice booming down at me as I spread my wings out and flourished through the light pink clouds . . ."

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Marie Angelus was born an angel in the heavens. Living life peacefully by passing the time looking down on the human world with awe, her life was perfect. Until she turned sixteen.

All angels of sixteen years, male and female alike sprouted their wings at this time. All sprouted white wings since the beginnings of time. Only once before has a dark angel been born in the vicinity of heaven. Satan.

Marie was second. The minute she sprouted the black wings that adorned her back, God ordered her out by the Heaven Hound, an animal used only once before to drive out the unworthy.

Now, banished to the human world, she had nowhere to go, nowhere to hide, nowhere to live. At least, until she met another dark angel in a bar. Bar, yes. Weird place to find an angel, right?

Not for dark angels, it's not.

And this dark one, specifically, happened to be her soul mate. And if there's one rule in Hell, its that they don't do commitment.