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Fallen Angels and Wicked Damnations...
I’ve never tried to write about angels - until a ‘call for submissions’ appeared. It was supposed to involve Blood and Roses, create a story around it and that was it.
Vampires was the first thing coming to mind. But of course.
However, in that specific day, I wasn’t in the mood for bloody biting and rose petals.
‘Insane Affection’ was born that day instead - a tale about angels.
In my story, Seth is an angel banished from heavens. He falls into Earth, condemned to a human life… but damned with a wicked need.
And that is when Sarah comes in - a human woman who is supposed to bear with the fallen angel’s condemnation.
She is his sinful salvation. And as an obsessive relationship becomes to take shape, the fallen angel realizes he is changing into something undescribable… and only Sarah can change that outcome.
Will Sarah be in terms with Seth’s demands?
It’s up to you to find out :)
I never thought it would become so funny - exploring Angels & Demons’ territory is everything but easy. The subject is explored to exhaustion, most like vampires.
There are vamps for every taste - cute, cruel, diurnal, nocturnal, carnivorous, herbivorous… and the same goes for angels. There are the fallen ones, the half-fallen, the 3/4 fallen, the ones in heaven, the ones in hell, the ones in purgatory, the ones on Earth and I could go on, right?
Relax, I won’t :)
Instead, I’ll leave you an excerpt of my little angelic tale, featuring on Scarlett River Press Anthology Blood&Roses, that will be out very very soon.
(…)
The trees danced upon twilight, intense orange mixing with dark green; leaves furious, trunks squirming, the forest screaming incomprehensible, unspoken words. I looked up several times, trying to focus. My compass was behaving strangely – the needles pointing north seemed to shiver with inexplicable vigor, leading me towards areas I hadn’t ever explored, and most certainly not at night.
I liked to hike and explore the Nature. I usually did it with company – but, sadly, that was not the case. Today I had awoken with a brand new goal, a desire that had been imprinted in my mind, images plaguing my sleep… images of the forest, speaking to me. An unexplained desired to leave home and go – go to that place, and search, search, search frantically for… a void filled with nothing. For there was nothing to find – on the contrary, I had the feeling I was the one being searched for.
Before I could think of turning back, a male form surprised me. He had come out of nowhere, just as if he had flew into the spot, right next to a centenary tree, his upper body naked despite the cold and eyes that burned into mine.
Scary, dark eyed, blond mid-back hair… no forked tongue, thankfully. He spoke as eloquently as a Shakespearian gentleman.
“Greetings.” My God, that voice. It felt like I could dive into it and breathe it for sustenance. “Tell me your name.”
How could I not?
“Sarah…”
“Sarah…”, the man quoted, as if considering my name. “I need your help.”
“But I-”
“-Will not say no.”
I shook my head. Not only I wasn’t going to say no to him, my mind and body felt compelled to acquiesce every request that man could possibly make.
“Stay with me.”
And I stayed with him. That night, and the following.
And I haven’t had been able to walk away from him since then.
(…)
Vampires was the first thing coming to mind. But of course.
However, in that specific day, I wasn’t in the mood for bloody biting and rose petals.
‘Insane Affection’ was born that day instead - a tale about angels.
In my story, Seth is an angel banished from heavens. He falls into Earth, condemned to a human life… but damned with a wicked need.
And that is when Sarah comes in - a human woman who is supposed to bear with the fallen angel’s condemnation.
She is his sinful salvation. And as an obsessive relationship becomes to take shape, the fallen angel realizes he is changing into something undescribable… and only Sarah can change that outcome.
Will Sarah be in terms with Seth’s demands?
It’s up to you to find out :)
I never thought it would become so funny - exploring Angels & Demons’ territory is everything but easy. The subject is explored to exhaustion, most like vampires.
There are vamps for every taste - cute, cruel, diurnal, nocturnal, carnivorous, herbivorous… and the same goes for angels. There are the fallen ones, the half-fallen, the 3/4 fallen, the ones in heaven, the ones in hell, the ones in purgatory, the ones on Earth and I could go on, right?
Relax, I won’t :)
Instead, I’ll leave you an excerpt of my little angelic tale, featuring on Scarlett River Press Anthology Blood&Roses, that will be out very very soon.
(…)
The trees danced upon twilight, intense orange mixing with dark green; leaves furious, trunks squirming, the forest screaming incomprehensible, unspoken words. I looked up several times, trying to focus. My compass was behaving strangely – the needles pointing north seemed to shiver with inexplicable vigor, leading me towards areas I hadn’t ever explored, and most certainly not at night.
I liked to hike and explore the Nature. I usually did it with company – but, sadly, that was not the case. Today I had awoken with a brand new goal, a desire that had been imprinted in my mind, images plaguing my sleep… images of the forest, speaking to me. An unexplained desired to leave home and go – go to that place, and search, search, search frantically for… a void filled with nothing. For there was nothing to find – on the contrary, I had the feeling I was the one being searched for.
Before I could think of turning back, a male form surprised me. He had come out of nowhere, just as if he had flew into the spot, right next to a centenary tree, his upper body naked despite the cold and eyes that burned into mine.
Scary, dark eyed, blond mid-back hair… no forked tongue, thankfully. He spoke as eloquently as a Shakespearian gentleman.
“Greetings.” My God, that voice. It felt like I could dive into it and breathe it for sustenance. “Tell me your name.”
How could I not?
“Sarah…”
“Sarah…”, the man quoted, as if considering my name. “I need your help.”
“But I-”
“-Will not say no.”
I shook my head. Not only I wasn’t going to say no to him, my mind and body felt compelled to acquiesce every request that man could possibly make.
“Stay with me.”
And I stayed with him. That night, and the following.
And I haven’t had been able to walk away from him since then.
(…)
