...Mirabelle POV...My dear Damien,For days I’ve been looking for the right words to express my feelings to you. To the man I love.And I hope I won’t disappoint you because there is so much I would like to say to you and there are not enough words to explain my deepest thoughts about you.Thank you for entering my life when I least expected it and when I most needed it.Thank you for regaining my hope when I’d almost given up on my dreams to find someone with whom I’d share my laughter and tears and with whom I won’t be afraid to be who I truly am.I know it wasn’t that easy when we first met. I admit that I was too stubborn.I guess I was too afraid of getting hurt, so my heart unwittingly fought my brain, keeping me alert all this time.But, somehow, you succeeded to destroy this barrier between my past and the present.No matter how hard I pushed you away, you fought harder to get

I am ripped away from my Mirabelle’s arms before I can confess what it is that my heart feels for her. My dear father is requesting my presence, and much to my annoyance, now I am the one that is to wait for him as he plays with his favorite pet.Well, not today.So with utmost determination and fully expecting the consequences for my actions, I fling the doors wide open, “Get out!”With that, the little pesky Angel finds her way down to where she came from. And as I foresaw, he only but raises his voice to me in a loud rumble of thunder that comes from deep in his chest, “What do you think you are doing?”“Father, frankly, you pulled me away from what…”He immediately interrupts me, “I want your fun with that bastard human to stop!”Well, that just causes my restraint to snap, “Her name is Mirabelle, and I shall do whatever it is that I please.”“Damien,&r

So I have managed to get my ass caught.I guess you might think you are the best, but someone will always be better than you. Well, in my own defense, I let my guard down.So it is with absolute amusement that I watch as these two fucking idiots try and take control of me."You two are an absolute joke," I laugh at how ridiculously stupid they are. "It's a wonder that you manage to even do this binding spell.”The woman that only has been looking on as the man repeatedly beat me only but burst out laughing.“Your dumb ass better hopes that I get not loose from here,” I continue to provoke him."Whom are you calling dumb ass," the man huffs as he waves his angel blade in my face."You with the dinky toy in your hand."He takes the grip and smashes it into my temple again, this time hitting me on the brow. I feel it tear into my flesh deep enough to feel the blood drip down my face."All you are doing is

This is how the story goes…I was at the tender age of six when a certain Arch Angel was tasked with a duty, which is unknown, but this Angel was sent to earth and only had one service to perform. Though upon his stay, he encountered a woman whom he had fallen in love with. He did, at every cost, extended what he was meant to do to spend as much time with this woman as he could. This woman was believed to be a plain servant, had no knowledge at the time of whom this Angel truly was.Upon his return to Heaven, he did keep a watchful eye after her, but not to such an extent that his intrusion would become known. But he soon discovered after many and many weeks of watching her that she had, in fact, fallen with child. Now he knew from looking after her all these weeks that she was never with another man. He soon came to realize that this servent, this woman that he loved, was bearing his child.He then immediately returned to earth and gave her instructions

…Mirabelle POV…I have just seen the most intense and terrifying thing I would probably ever come to see in my life. That is just a small addition to the craziness that my existence has been riddled with. I am still to come to terms that I am some bastard Angel child and that I am being held captive in a room in…yes…Hell.There is nothing in all my life of normalcy that could have ever prepared me for this. I do not think that I can even come up with such a tale from my imagination if I set my mind to it.And now, not only is Damien gone again, but he left me with words that I have not even told my husband for years.Does the Devil, Damien, does he truly love me?How does one even imagine how such a creature that should be of nightmares can feel such a strong feeling towards me? So now, where does this leave me, where does this leave us?The Devil is in love with a bastard Angel child?Do I even feel the sa