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Excerpt #1
The fiery pit of hell erupts, shooting scorching crimson
flames up through the different stations of hell.
Sofiel stops halfway down the ramp to glare at Lucifer. She
squares her shoulders and tosses her long dark hair over her shoulders. Her
glowing light gray eyes narrow and she lifts her chin up squaring her
shoulders.
“I’m here to do my job! I’m not here to see you! I’m glad
that you’re still here paying for your insolence!”
Lucifer laughs out loud at Sofiel.
“You’re a complete fool! Yeah, I paid for my imprudence.”
“I’m not the fool Lucifer! You think very highly of
yourself! That’s the problem with you! That’s what gets you in trouble, isn't?
I’m not here for you!”
Lucifer stands tall with his right hand on his silver sword.
His bicep flexes as he moves, and he stands straight with his feet spread wide.
He grips the silver sword, beautifully embellished with precious jewels that
glow as he moves. The silver bracers, embossed with an intricate pattern,
emphasis his muscular forearms.
Lucifer is a handsome man with dark black hair. His beard is
trimmed to enhance his square jawline. His nose is straight, and he has sexy,
full, sensual red lips. His beautiful bright blue eyes glow with his inner
power, shining brightly.
The expensive black slacks fit him perfectly snug
accentuating his wide shirtless shoulders. The hot flames cast a soft glow on
his golden skin. The soft black curls cover his chest, tapering down to
disappear below his pants. He looks sexy, dangerous, and beautiful.
Lucifer narrows his bright blue eyes and raises his eyebrow.
Lucifer narrows his bright blue eyes and raises his eyebrow.
"I suggest that you stop looking for me, Sofiel."
Excerpt #2
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
Lucifer deep thunderous voice booms out as he walks down the
ramp. The fiery fire pit flares shooting fire balls up the stations of hell.
Sofiel stops, moves back against the black limestone wall
watching the fireballs. She then turns to look over at Luc raising trembling
hands to push back her long dark black hair. She tucks some locks behind her
ears. She then moves away from the wall and walks over to Lucifer.
“Angel Lucifer, I’m here to see how you’re doing. I was worried
about you.”
Lucifer gazes down at her and shakes his head crossing his arms.
“Angel Sofiel, this place is not for the likes of you. You need
to return to the heavens before your tainted! You need to return before someone
notices that you’re gone. The time in the heavens and earth are different. The
time on earth passes swiftly.”
Sofiel takes a step closer and grasps her hands tight to stop
from trembling. Her huge light gray eyes glow and the silver specks flash
brightly. She slowly smiles up at him tilting her head to the right.
“Angel Lucifer, I’m lost without you in the lecture hall.
Gabriel doesn’t have time to teach me. I. . . .I . . miss. . . . .you.”
Luc shakes his head, glares at her, and looks away. He clenches
his jaw, the muscle twitches from the intense pressure that he’s inflicting,
and narrows his eyes to look at the fiery pit.
“Angel Sofiel, return to your station. Stop calling me Angel
Lucifer! I’m not an Angel!”
Lucifer turns to look at her, his brilliant blue eyes glow, and
his silver specks flash with the beat of his racing heart.
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