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“When did you become a man?” Lukas demanded, when they were all seated in the living room. Anna had found the angel some clothes, after throwing a fit about finding that a naked man had replaced the naked angel. Apparently, naked angels were fine but naked men weren’t. Pasha was confused but he couldn’t deny it was a relief to get the angel covered up. In a pair of Luka’s old joggers, cinched tightly at the waist, and a shapeless sweater, the angel looked…. Well, he still looked like an angel.
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Pasha stared at the angel for a while, his head spinning. The fact he was beautiful, vulnerable and distressed, did nothing to help him in his quandary. If he made the wrong decision someone who didn’t deserve to be hurt would be— horribly. If he chose the angel and he was what the men said he was, he’d expose his family to terrible danger. If he chose his family and the angel was who he said he was, the angel was probably going to die. It also didn’t help that his mind kept drifting back to th
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The men looked scarier up close. Their faces were stony, as if a smile would hurt. “We’re looking for someone… something.” “Something?” Pasha licked his lips and wiped his palms on his jeans. He was sure he must look as guilty as hell. “Did you see anything strange last night? Any… unusual beings.” “What do you mean? Unusual beings?” The man held up the feather, twirling it in his fingers. “You might have mistaken it for an… angel.” Pasha laughed. “An angel? Yeah, right. As if. Sorry, we d
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Pasha lay on his bed, arms crossed behind his head, and stared at the ceiling. What had he got himself into this time? He thought of the angel downstairs, he was naked and— Oh shit, don’t think about that, Pasha. If you don’t think about you won’t— It was hopeless, of course. It was all he could think about. The strong shoulders and narrow waist. The golden hair. The unworldly blue eyes. He shuddered. The angel was so sure he desired him. But he didn’t. He didn’t desire him. So why was he gett
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It was an uncomfortable night and when Pasha woke he was stiff and sore. He sat up and stretched, yawning. The angel had gone. “Fuck.” Pasha leaped to his feet, staring around wildly. Where had he gone? Where would an angel go?” As he panicked, he heard humming coming from the direction of the kitchen and, when he walked through the door he got the shock of his life. Standing in the middle of Lukas and Anna’s kitchen was the most incredibly beautiful man he’d ever seen. A man with no wings. Oh
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One dark and stormy night Pasha and his brother Lukas accidentally run over an angel, and things go to hell fast.
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Pasha pulled away. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” “Giving you what you want.” In the light of the living room the blue of the angel’s eyes, which he’d fist noticed in the yard, was intense and otherworldly. They were wide and innocent but there was something deep within that screamed ‘danger’ at him. “That’s not what I want. You… you’re a man and I… I don’t… I’m not gay.” “I don’t understand what that means, but I know you desire me, as the other two desire each other.” “You’re
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Anna came hurrying into the hall as they were stumbling through the door, the angel slung between them. When she saw him she screamed. The angel’s head jerked up and he answered her with the chilling screech he’d made in the car. It shattered the glass vase on the table. The sound of smashing glass shocked both of them into silence. “What the fuck is that?” “I’m not sure. I think it’s an angel.” “You think?” Recovering from her shock, Anne hurried forward and touched the angel’s face, brushi
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The weather was appalling. Rain lashed against the windscreen and it was almost impossible to see in the lightless lanes. “Shit. This is fucking nuts. Where are the houses? Where are the people?” Lukas laughed. “You’re such a city person. This is the countryside, Pasha. Miles and miles of empty space and crazy, unlit country roads leading nowhere.” “How can you stand it?” “I love it. I’ve never been so happy.” “No. You’ve never been so happy since you moved here… with Anna. You’re sickening
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I love Mira. He's so sweet yet so deadly. He's totally adorable and I want a Mira of my own. It's so rare to have someone that uncomplicated and devoted. An interesting chapter I think. It's good to see Shay letting his animal instinct loose and Ill never look at a fork quite the same again.
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Reat assured you've probably got all the crying done in one go...we relatively. I only have a very small percentage of my stories with really sad endings and I think you've hit them all. Thanks for the review
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Celyn and Gwyon had watched in wonder as Mererid disappeared beneath the water. Even Marc had looked up and scrambled to his knees, fighting the impulse to pull her back. There was no resistance from the darkness within and he realised that this was because to stop her would be to stop the quest before it had begun. From Aerfen’s point of view this was the best thing he could have done. In the instant he made the decision that he would do nothing a blinding flash of pain signalled her disple
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Thank you. It's nice to think I'm good at something Don't lose too much sleep though. There is life outside stories...at least so Ive heard
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Hehe I say Come-uppance same difference Charles is an evil little toad. I'm glad you hate him. Thanks for continuing to read and for reviewing. I get so thrilled by reviews and I'm grateful for every one
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Thank you for reviewing again. I think what's happening is that Daniel is so confused he doesn't know what's going on. His mind has literally been changed and so there is a chasm between mind and body. You'll see that change at some point
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I love the realism here. I like a nice bit of Googling myself. And the whole name thing was a really cute touch. So far you've managed to throw in something unique in each chapter and that's what I really like. I'm going to be watching this story
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There's not much to criticise in there hun, I really enjoyed that. I love characters who are artists, I have a fair number myself. The characters were solid and interesting. There aren't many... any... stories I've read that have an artist painting tattoos on peoples' bodies so there it that complete uniqueness and freshness about it. It may still turn out to be just your standard college romance but it's a very very promising start. The only problem is that you have a lot to live up to.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY
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When they emerged again into the sunlight, Marc was waiting for them; sitting cross legged on the edge of the plateau staring out over the lake. He did not look up when Mererid sat beside him. “Are you alright?” He didn’t respond; lost within his own thoughts. “Did it hurt you Marc? Modron said that it couldn’t have but… I thought…” He turned his head slowly to stare up at her through the curtain of his hair in a gesture that was peculiarly his own. “It wasn’t the crystal; it was
