Hell's Consort

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (November 2021 )

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Archangel Uriel & Merle's Arc

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"Trap? Am I just a trap to you, Uriel, as if I seduced you on purpose?" If she was stronger, she would have slammed him to the ground but instead, she was here, clutching at the fine cotton of his blue tunic and strongly shaking him back and forth. "For what? You are not a child, Uriel. You must take responsibility for your actions. Don't be like the men in this Realm,  insisting that they were forced to make a decision because of the so-called 'feminine wiles'. I never cried seductively in your ear to get you to do the things I want." She sobbed as she poured all her hatred into him. It took Merle a few seconds to realize that she was a hypocrite who was doing the exact same thing but she carried on anyway, "I had never known you as a shallow Archangel so why are you acting like this? The Watchers are even better than you."

Where did he get the audacity to blame her for everything?

Who was this Archangel in front of her?

Was this really  Uriel?

Merle's lips parted in shock at the sudden realization as she felt her stomach drop.

Perhaps, Lucifer was right that Archangels were ruthless and detached despite the strict moral codes they lived by.

"At least, they know how to protect their women and prepare themselves for the consequences." As her voice echoed back and forth in the mountains, she continued to wail loudly like a petulant child and she didn't care how ugly she appeared in front of Uriel from the snot forming on her nose. " What do you think is the reason that I chose you? You are special to me! I thought you are worthy of my love,  you bastard! And here you are insulting me, not knowing that you are also insulting yourself!"

She saw him grimace and that gave her a sense of satisfaction.

Perhaps, finally, she got her point across into that stubborn skull of his.

"Women in this Realm wants the thrill of something new. You must think as if the Angels walking here on Earth are here to be your pets."  He countered icily while his hands circled her wrists, forcing her to let go of the fabric of his tunic. "An exotic toy you could play with."

"Pet? Toy?" She yelled incredulously as her entire being was wrapped in sadness. Merle was so close to slapping him but she stopped herself.  "How low can you think of yourself, Uriel, when I have considered you in a high regard and respected who you are."

Uriel's eyes widened slightly, reflecting a little hint of both confusion and surprise in that stoic mask of his.

Yes.

Their relationship was too complex since they were two different creatures who lives in two completely different Realms.

Their minds operate differently on how they view the world.

Despite that, the give and take in their attraction and their opposition were well-balanced.

Male and Female.

Faerie and Archangel.

Material and Spirit with only a veil separating Heaven and Earth.

Chaos and Order.

It was true that opposites do attract.

The longer she interacted with Archangel Uriel, the more Merle realized that Archangels weren't that perfect as they portrayed themselves to be.

As lovers, an ongoing cycle of conflict and reconciliation was pretty normal.

It was their choice to be with each other but enforcing that bond with sexual intimacy will have severe repercussions that might ruin their descendants.

Uriel can become agreeable to keep the peace between them but that didn't mean that he was someone she could push over and she knew that.

She thought that they were on the same page the whole time.

It turned out it was just an illusion.

As she blinked at Archangel Uriel slowly, Merle realized that she felt too broken and weak.

She didn't think she would ever recover from this.

"You think you could live without me? Forget about me so easily? I hope you are happy with your decisions, Uriel."  She gave him the ultimatum. "If you leave me tonight, you will have nothing to come back to."

There was no point in trying to change his mind when he already decided to leave but  Merle wasn't about to let him go that easy.

She flashed him an innocent smile and he appeared like he hadn't expected that from her.

She already had a plan in mind.

Tonight, Merle desired to be in his arms again.

She had no intentions of allowing him to leave their home even if she had said otherwise.

Archangel Uriel wasn't the only liar here.

She would stay by his side and cling unto him for a little while longer and then she would seduce him and break his heart as the bad Archangel did her for making her mad.

She wanted him to cry just like how she cried for him.

Merle was determined to make the monster cry for him as her final revenge for the pain and hurt that she had endured.

After that, she would let him go—ready or not.

Maybe, it would take her an eternity to grieve but surely, a time would come where she would accept that he was gone.

A part of her would think that he would never see him again and his blue wings tipped with gold, outstretched, as he hovered above the blue skies with a hint of a smirk on his handsome face.

"You know too much about me and the Angel Kind, Merle." He murmured and his eyes darkened as he watched her. "I don't know what you want with me, but before I leave, I can give you anything except my heart."

"No heart." Merle released a mirthless chuckle.

Archangel Uriel had no heart, indeed.

'Succumb in a momentary temptation, Uriel, and I hope you will lose everything that you hold dear.'

It wasn't like she was one of them, was she?

It was a doomed relationship from the start.

But should she allow that to stop her?

"Then give me your body tonight."