The Fallen
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She's an angel who lost her wings.
He's a mortal with blood on his hands.
She's been ripped apart, piece by piece, by the jealousy of others.
He broke himself before anyone else could get the chance.
When she fell from Heaven, she landed in his arms.
When he stumbled from Hell, he was saved by the woman who redeemed him.
Although opposites in personality, they share a common enemy.
To what lengths will they go for revenge, and will they find something more important along the way?
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