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MY POISONED WINGS

Chapter 3 STUNNING REVELATION

Word Count: 999    |    Released on: 05/09/2024

went wrong, I held my belly as the sharp pain c

g together the memories of what happened

und her. And also, I got my powers back.

locking my supernatural powe

ces of fabric, put them on, and hurriedly went in search

vive in this world," I mur

thing I was rewarded with were the compliments, stares, and giggles fr

teriously found lying around in the

f Auroras Voice, a newspaper company, and an or

had at least achieved some

called ou

search when I realized I wa

inding Gemma, my knees got shaky, and I cr

a lady walking closer to me, and as s

called, unable t

mma," I blurted out and m

ch her, and I immediately cuppe

ediately went back to normal, I became

a. I could tell she was still confused about

ything to you. I'm truly an angel so I can't hurt you or anyone else, I am not among those who want you dead, so

e?" she calmly as

I replied

re wearing, you were better off naked than pu

in embarrassment, looking down at what I was w

ou so I put on whatever I s

she said coldl

nd her, careful not to

oundings and perfect structure reminding me

ls, different styles of clothes were displayed in front of me, picki

MA'

o, but I couldn't help but wonder if truly angels

ed about when he comes out," I conclude

g hair fell on his broad shoulder and his gold eyes showed brightly under the chandelier, his skin

eone to be this beautiful

aggle my head heated

I call you?" I

" he replied,

on? It's just that you suddenly showing up claiming to be an angel and searchin

shed away from heaven,

, motioning him

nd and I felt ignored and disowned. I then walked into a building when my sense of smell was awakened so I traced the smell of blood and saw you in danger, when I realized you coul

something to do with m

to find out," he repli

" I retort

st enemy. The devil,

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