Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter of the Highest Tier (November 2021)

"Merle." Archangel Uriel abruptly whispered low in her ear. "I am not sure what we are doing here anymore." 

Her lover's words were like unexpected arrows stabbing her straight to the heart when he told her that all of a sudden.

Did that really come from Uriel or was it just a disembodied voice of her fears whispering her own doubts in her mind? 

Merle's soft smile froze in surprise that she didn't know how to react except to twist her linen sheets against her knuckles.

It was so abrupt that she couldn't believe what she just heard.

Did he regret leaving the Garden of the Four Seasons in Archangel Lucifer's care for the meantime to be with her?

Earlier, she was so ecstatic that her heart felt like it was about to burst with happiness that she ended up smiling like an idiot and laughing too much in his presence.

Maybe, he was annoyed that she talked too much that was why he couldn't wait to tell her that he wanted to leave her as soon as possible?

He made it sound like Merle compelled him into this—into breaking his covenant against his God— as if she had seduced him!

Her lips twisted into a grimace.

Well, she did seduce him but it was out of her desire to be with him.

They hadn't even done it yet.

Merle was careful to keep her sexual longing under wraps.

She would even wager that Archangel Uriel couldn't feel it too.

She hated to be separated from Archangel Uriel so she was being considerate of revealing her skin to him.

Merle had always covered her slender arms with long sleeves and her form with floor-length garbs.

It wasn't just her disguise to prevent her fellow Knights from catching her as per one of the Fae Monarch's orders.

These royal bastards just wanted to get their hands on the magic fruits from the Four Seasons to persuade all the Fae they could get to side with them and swear their allegiance under his rule.

Merle might be one of Prince Balthasar's lowest ranking female Knights but that didn't mean that she was agreeing to kiss his 'fat arse' and be one of his pawns that he could easily get rid of.

She had Uriel—an Archangel, at that—to protect her so there was no need to play nice with anyone.

She was invincible with Uriel by her side.

It wasn't just the fact that he was a high-ranking cherub who was tasked by his Highest God to watch over the Ark of the Covenant, the Garden of Eden, and the Fruit of the Four Seasons.

Love also made her feel like she can do anything.

Archangel Uriel didn't have to do anything as long as he stayed with her. 

Merle was alone and she couldn't protect herself so she very much appreciated Archangel Uriel's offer to be in her presence that she wished it would be forever.

Archangel Uriel had returned to the village with her to assist her in distributing the magic fruits to the Faerie Realm's inhabitants and prevent mobs of greedy idiots from stealing these magic fruits left and right for their own political agenda.

Merle opened her eyes and craned her head to stare at Uriel's otherworldly irises.

She paused, slightly hesitating if she should confront him about him having second thoughts, doubting her and themselves, but Merle was transfixed with Uriel's handsome face, momentarily sucked by the deepness of those fascinating twin pools which threatened to mesmerize her that she almost forgot what she was about to tell him.

His insulting doubt was followed by disbelief and resentment on her part.

It was a mistake to think that Uriel was a man.

Her man.

He wasn't a man, really, but an Archangel.

Maybe, it was wrong of her to think that love would be enough to change an Archangel's true nature.

Did he even want to be in her company because he loved her or did he just want to be certain that she was safe during her travels out of the goodness of his heart because that was what Archangels do?

"I fell for the illusion of a passionate love that quickly ran out of balance." Archangel Uriel admonished her further as if everything was her fault, "We should not let our lust get the best of us, Merle." 

"Lust?" Merle echoed, her voice sounding hollow as panic surged in her chest.

She swore she could see fear in Uriel's eyes as if he was afraid of feeling vulnerable and giving her a glimpse of it.

Archangels had no weakness but were Uriel, right? 

Did she tempt him to be with her even if he didn't want her? 

Flustered, Merle blushed but she didn't dare look away from Uriel's intense scrutiny.

Archangel Uriel had rendered her speechless and it wasn't in a good way. 

As his large wings filled up the space, Archangel Uriel stretched his arms and his angel wings expanded. 

Arm crossing over her stomach, Archangel Uriel wrapped her within his safe cocoon, she could feel her own soul as delicious sparks flew when their skin made contact, sending shivers down her spine. 

"Was this love or was it lust that is happening between us?" He murmured as he brought his face closer to hers, his gaze eliciting prickles of awareness on her lips when he glanced at it.

In that electrifying instant, Merle realized was a fool for him.

All of the rehearsed arguments she prepared in her mind to use against Archangel Uriel were thrown out of the window

Instead, her mind had blanked and all she thought about was how Uriel's glorious sinewy physique warmed her more than a blanket would.

The sensation was the most serene and comforting thing she had ever felt. "I couldn't keep my hands off you when we are together.." But it quickly turned erotic. "Did this mean I am too focused on earthly pleasures from this physical urge I'm having?"