Errant Wings (BoyxBoy) (LGBT+)

Errant Wings (BoyxBoy) (LGBT+)

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PART 1 OF THE "ERRANT SOUL" SERIES In a world divided between celestial purity and abyssal darkness, an angel and a demon cross the boundaries of fate. Azarel, a warrior of Asphodel, was born from the last spark of a dying star-destined to shine, destined to destroy the darkness that threatens his realm. But when he discovers a mysterious relic that connects him to Kur'thaal, the forsaken land of demons, his certainty begins to waver. And when he meets him-the demon with ember eyes and forbidden power-his destiny begins to unravel. Vael has never believed in mercy. Shaped by war, bound by runes, he fights for survival in a world where weakness means death. But the moment he lays eyes on the angel-beautiful, untouchable, staring at him as if he were something more than a monster-everything changes. What begins as defiance turns into obsession. What should have been hatred burns into something far more dangerous. When Azarel throws away everything to save Vael, Heaven turns its back on him, and Hell waits with open arms. Now, bound together by fate, desire, and the weight of their choices, they must navigate a world that would see them both destroyed. In the war between light and darkness, love was never meant to be an option.
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Insanity was bred in the pits of Hell. Emeri Marcello was a deep believer in that. His sole empire clawed away at a being, tearing apart their mind, leaving only a mess of tatters and blood in their wake. There was no escape. Be it the surface world, or the gnarled mangroves of his very mind. There was no solace, no solitude. How was one ever expected to survive against the call of the damned when locked away in such a monstrous prison? Emeri had never fantasised of anything else. A ruler in his own right, a king amongst paupers, with a domain of flame and sin at his fingertips. What else could there possibly be? He had pets to entertain him, to bleed for him, to fall at bended knee to his every command. What else might possibly tempt him away from the sickening reality he had come to know? Boredom, perhaps. The petulance of a neglected child, feeding the impulse of an arrogant adolescent. One simple choice, one eternal decision, that had been Emeri's fate. His path changed. Not in a fit of rage, nor some wrathful tantrum, in that tiny verdict that had whispered to him from the very darkest part of himself. From the abhorrent version of his own normality to something new, something interesting... Someone interesting...

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