Tattered Black Wings.

Tattered Black Wings.

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A Tale of an angel struggling to regain a full life by becoming a guardian angel to a spoilt brat. Ivy Jackson must protect little Michael Fleece from a demon escapee from hell set out to kill him. But can she figure out where the danger is going to come from? Can she hold herself together around Brandon, the love of her past life and the guy who barely even knew her? Can she handle being so close to him or the fact that that he is falling for her and she can't be with him yet? Can she really trust anyone? Things are not always what they seem and neither are people. Expect the unexpected, you’ve been warned.
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18+ Trigger warning for talk of suicide/drugs.* A story about a young human girl who tries to steal from a fae man. She gets put in a cell under the royal palace, waiting for her 18th birthday. While in jail, she meets a young boy, they develop a friendship that turns into something more. By her 18th birthday instead of a trial and the execution she's been waiting for she gets a whole lot more. This is a fully done story that is 35 ch, exactly 128,210 words. If you're just looking for smut ch. 14, 17, 30, 31, and 33 Preview Ivy felt like she had been lit on fire, a cold icy fire that was burning her alive. "I wish you were dead", she hissed at him as she broke the kiss. "Do it, kill me", he hissed back. She went for his throat, the lessons definitely helped but she was no match for him. "One day you'll be able to best me. Lucky for me that day isn't today." Ivy had wanted to claw his eyes out, "you're a monster." "So is everyone." "Not everyone kills seventeen guards." "You're right, only the strong kill in our world. Too bad we don't live in a fairytale." "Don't dare make me feel insane, it's insane, the world we live in! The death that surrounds SkyWood is sickening!" "It's utter insanity, love." "I hate it", "as do I." Than release me from our bargain! Let me live a life free of you!" Ivy said talking of her sworn allegiance to him for two years. "No!" He said before slamming his mouth back to hers. Their kisses were insanity. Crazy to a fault. "I love you." Ivy hated when he said it, "no you don't. One with a black heart cannot love." "I fucking love you with my whole black heart." "You don't know what love is. You love the idea of love. You love how loving me makes you feel." "And how does loving you make me feel?" "Like your heart isn't black." "Fair enough." They kissed urgently, Ivy removed her pants while he ripped her shirt from her body....

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