Morning
Liturgy and Dreams
Secrets of the Forbidden Library
A Deal with Darkness
The night beyond reality
The Pastor and the night
Between light and darkness
Secrets in the twilight
Confessions of a Hunter
Kiss of the night
The taste of prohibition
On the edge
A guest in the shadows
Blood and Faith
Legacy of Blood
Echoes of heaven
The blood mark
The Seal of the Damned
The Fallen and the Chosen
The Awakening of Shadows
The applicant
Broken chains
The one the angels feared
Remember me
The Fallen Executioner
The taste of eternity
Wings in the dark
The Fallen Executioner

Raphael couldn't move.

Memories crashed over him like a storm, making his heart pound wildly in his chest.

He remembered.

Every moment.

Every sensation.

The screams of heaven. Thunder tearing through the air. His own wings, stained with blood.

And Elissa.

Her eyes, filled with tears, as she stood before him.

— You have to leave!

Her voice still echoed in his mind like a ghostly whisper.

She had tried to save him.

But he fell.

— Raphael.

Elissa’s quiet voice pulled him back to reality.

He blinked, meeting her gaze.

She was watching him with concern, her fingers still clasped in his.

Raphael shuddered, feeling the darkness inside him growing, spreading its wings.

— You… were my reason. — His voice broke.

Gabriel nodded.

— And you still are.

Raphael turned to him sharply.

— Why didn’t I remember?

Gabriel sighed.

— Because it had to be this way. Your punishment wasn’t just falling. Heaven erased your memory so you would never know what you burned for.

Raphael clenched his jaw.

— But now I remember.

— Yes. — Gabriel’s smile was slow, knowing. — Now it’s up to you.

Raphael felt the pulse of power within him.

Power that had always been there, but now—now it was becoming his.

His hands trembled.

— Am I… a monster?

Elissa stepped closer, her palm gliding over his cheek.

— No. — Her voice was full of tenderness. — You are who you were meant to be.

Raphael covered her hand with his, closing his eyes.

It felt like he was standing on the edge of an abyss.

But if he fell again…

He wouldn’t fall alone.

Gabriel watched them with an unreadable expression.

— Decide quickly, Executioner. Time is not on your side.

Raphael slowly opened his eyes.

They were no longer the same.

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книга «Temptation of the Night: Vampire Love in Medieval Europe».
The taste of eternity
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