I thought about it. Anne was not exactly a creature from hell and was also destined for him. I bit my lip as I thought. It was a possibility. But he still did not explain how the queen of demons could freely enter the church and not say the name of God. While a descendant of witches could not attend churches, but could invoke God and his archangels as much as she wanted. It was a fact that Zylah had a sharper sensitivity to detect angelic magic, but some piece did not fit. There was still Kleyphon to enter that whole account; because their interest seemed to be very mutual now. That's because we only knew each other a day ago."I don't know, Zy." I spoke in a tired sigh. The hours slept had been few, my head was throbbing on the sides. And hunger was starting to hit my stomach violently. I had the heavy conscience of leaving the house without eating Miguel's pancakes. Would he prepare and wait for me to come back to eat?" I think we need to research a little more about this. Shall we

"What are we going to do when this new week starts?" Asked Zylah." Are we going to continue living here, with all of you?“It would be ideal,” said Kleyphon, in a firm voice. He looked again like that archangel full of himself that I met in the inner year, with that expression of who was being giving beautiful smiles out there and a posture that made him even taller and more supernatural. The hair was even brighter in that white blonde, and he had tied them in a long ponytail." The Creator has no ideals as the sin of Wrath says. He's not kidding. It's testing us. He wants to know how far the queen's loyalty to humans goes. You want to know if she is protecting everyone for her own interests, or for kindness. We are being watched at all times, even though no other archangel besides Michael and I remain on earth.That was scary. Not just me, but my friends, and even Tennebris looked at the ceiling of the house, as if we could see the archangels leaning against the eaves of paradise to s

"Don't say anything, don't touch anything, and don't interfere," he instructed, in a soft voice that made me close my eyes instinctively. It was a scary and extremely pleasurable feeling. He spoke to my mind and soul, and both corresponded. It was the kind of feeling you only feel when you're in a man's bed. And everything got worse when he stroked my face so that I would lift him up, and I had to open my eyes, finding the blue-violet irises much closer than they should. He could have kissed me right there, if he wanted to." My magic will protect your emotions, so that you do not suffer like a Banshee, since your crying can be deadly for a human. But stay tuned, Elena. We are being watched by everyone in heaven and hell.I nodded. I didn't mean to give a peep. Not when your mouth was so close to mine and that magic made me forget even my name. I had never felt that way. And Miguel had already touched me before losing a part of his powers. Something seemed different now. However, I pus

He should have imagined that things would never end well after he showed me the true nature of his work. That's why he hesitated so much. That's why he gave me specific instructions. He knew that death and mourning moved sensitive barriers inside my heart. I remembered Vraxlon, the impotence of not being able to save him, the sudden perception that I would end up having to go back to hell and never find him again. I remembered how Miguel came up as a shadow to assure me that I was safe, and all his attempts to bring me comfort, even if it put his position and life at risk.Michael, the angel of death, the one who assumed a dark form and already known by humanity to collect their souls, my promised... It was in that kind of person that I took out my anger, and I didn't know if it had been a thought of yours, or a perception of that primitive soul in my body, but it wasn't fair. Despite the mistakes. I had forgiven Miguel a long time ago. The problem was not wanting to admit that he was

"Don't keep thinking about things I can't hear anymore," he said, frowning his face." It's not fair that I don't know what you're thinking anymore."Yeah, but it's fun. Now I can speak ill of you in peace," I murmured, smiling. Miguel rolled his eyes." Ah, finally! Now you can express emotions, unlike before, that you didn't even allow yourself to be angry with things."I wasn't angry for being an archangel, I had no reason for that," he explained, shaking his head. I made a debauched expression." Being an archangel has never stopped me from feeling or demonstrating, this has always been a problem of demons. I've always made that very clear to you, Elena. I don't understand the surprise."Well, I just made excuses for not getting you as a Divine Robot," I shrugged. Now, considering that you have just been really expelled, you may need some guidelines not to get carried away by the deadly sins I used when touching your body. I think I should talk to Tennebris about it."Can the sin of