LOGINNyria is twenty-one years old, withdrawn and pretty heartless too. In her younger years she learned to ignore emotions. But when she finds the dangerous murderer Zayn Vaher injured in an alley one night, that changes. She takes him into her care and has no idea that this man is more than just a murderer ...
View MoreI let out a loud roar. You didn't want me? Well, that's how it was. I didn't let that get me down. I wasn't a legend for nothing! Angry but equally proud, I left her realm with the prospect of going to a place that had far less prestige. But I would be fine, I was sure of that. Unfortunately, pride came before the fall. I was not accepted in my new home either. Again they wanted to get rid of me. They succeeded straight away. I was angry. More than that, I was beside myself and swore vengeance. Of course I would get these too, it was just a matter of time. But until then it was necessary to survive among the weak. No big deal, one would think, but the whole thing turned out to be more difficult than expected ...
Laughing, she gouged out his eyes, cut off his ears and nose, drilled holes in his skull and then peeled off his skin. Everything alive. Both the ground and herself were marked with blood in the end."I hope I never have to kill anyone again," she said to her husband one evening in the shower."Because it was so horrible for you?" He replied. She had shaken her head and rested her head on his chest."No. Because it was so much fun. "Sighing, I looked over the land, which shone in a rich green. Spring had come. The fifth that I have already seen here. And even though I've been here for so long, I still couldn't get enough of the beauty of heaven. Yes, I lived here now. This was my new home. I still couldn't believe what had happened after the fight with Nereus. Zayn had actually been out to start another fight, the archangels had realized that too. You were understanding. And now? Today there were no more archangels. No, they had
With rattling breath, I tried to calm myself down. We'd already done almost all of them and that in less than a quarter of an hour. Most of them were dead and you could see that from me and the others. We were covered in blood and wounds, but everyone had already healed. So while we were standing here suddenly there was a high and high-pitched scream. It was only then that I realized that Nyria was not near me. And although this was the first time I heard this kind of scream, I knew immediately who it was from. Only a few minutes passed before she stood in the middle of the hall. Her top was torn, there was a long and incredibly deep cut in her abdominal wall and she was just soaked with all the blood. With her eyes she looked for me. She was trembling, could barely stand on her feet. The faster I had to react. I ran to her, pulled her into my arms and brushed the sweat-sticky hair from her forehead. She almost lost her balance. She allowed herself to be in my arms for
Ten minutes had passed, but in those ten minutes the Archangels' Hall had become a battlefield. Blood was spreading on the floor and I, too, had suffered quite a bit. I did not feel well. All attacks were aimed at me, and although this seemed like my fight, everyone else was fighting. They all defended me, did not let anyone approach me, but I was full of blood. It wasn't my own. I was not disgusted, but I felt sorry for the fallen. What had Nereus told the fallen that made them just throw themselves into danger? Nereus wanted me dead, so what use was it all? What would their reward have been? I looked around in the fray, avoiding a severed hand. I actually felt sorry for the fallen. I mean, I wouldn't be keen on a missing hand. Even Zayn was engrossed in a fight with them. He was hurt. A laceration was clearly visible on his temple. I almost smiled. It reminded me of how I found him. Injured in an alley. Ingrateful and naughty. Arrogant and without scruples. Nobody paid any attenti
Say, are you going to interfere?" She asked softly. He almost got the impression that she was the most vulnerable woman in the universe. Why hadn't he noticed earlier how pretty she really was? Lucifer studied her closely. In these long, blonde curls that shimmered like gold, he would have loved to dig with his hands. Her big blue eyes looked at him almost fearfully. She didn't look like an angel, no, nowhere near. She could have been a fairy. Petite, fragile and beautiful. But behind this beautiful mask sat an archangel. So she too could become something that was anything but beautiful. Still ... he recognized the true essence in her. The helpless woman who just wanted to be protected. He blinked. It's been silent for far too long.“If Nereus gets into debt within the two days, then I definitely won't sit still. If nothing happens, you will not see me again. "Chest rose and stretched.“I'm sorry, but that's all too much for me. Maybe a