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Second Verse, Same as the First
Gabriel doesn't know where he was or how long he'd been there. He only knew one thing. He was bored. Mind-numbingly bored. Other angels might find some sense of peace and serenity in death, but not him. Even in Heaven, he was never satisfied just staying still. There were too many wonders to explore, people to talk to, things to doHumans were ( Read more... ) -
Taking charge
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"So maybe there might be something in it for me if you did take charge. Come on, a big ol' hunter like you bossing around an angel like me." He dares him with a wicked grin. -
Sanctuary
Gabriel went to the only place he knew was safe. The Roadhouse. No one was in the building, but the first one on the scene might be a little surprised to find a semiconscious archangel slumped beside the bar, all six bronze and golden wings manifested, two of them visibly and badly broken ( Read more... ) -
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A wealthy businessman, Gabriel loves people. He’s a good talker, which is why negotiations were his strongest suit. Flying from city to city, he makes a considerably good living facilitating business mergers, contract deals, whatever it took. His colleagues nicknamed him the Messenger, because he always excelled at getting his point across, ( Read more... ) -
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Gabriel crowded him against the wall, claiming his lips in an eager kiss, tongue darting between his lips. His fingers find the button to Sam's jeans and help him finish undoing them.
"Yeah. I think we can be a few minutes late, don't you?" -
Found
It’s been three weeks since a shooting star split the sky above Enigma. Three weeks since Gabriel had disappeared. He learned a lot of tricks since he’d left Heaven. How to stay hidden, how to keep out of sight. Even as a mortal, those tricks still served him well. He kept to out of the way bars, lived in abandoned houses for a few days at a time ( Read more... )
