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    Vampire Punk
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    Vampire Punk
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    Vampire Punk

    By KuroKoneko Kamen

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    A villainous vampire with a broken heart...

    When twilight falls vampire Slaine Morvyn prowls the city of San Francisco hunting bloodthirsty vampires...for fun. Slaine is no hero. And he’s definitely no saint. Ever since his unrequited love Rebecca Thorn married his rival Druid Vampire Hunter, Derek Dearg, he’s been drowning his sorrows in promiscuous sex, drugs and alcohol.

    An angel’s forbidden love to mend it...

    Rogue Archangel Uriel is a little different from most angels. When she goes against the rules and saves a vampire that was fated to die - she gets assigned to be his guardian angel. Now, she must try and help him to find true love so that he can be redeemed. She risks losing her wings when she falls for him instead.

    Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned...

    When Slaine rejects a vampire witch named Iona she angrily places a cursed tattoo on his neck that resembles a black, thorny vine. The curse will bring his greatest fear to life as it slowly kills him in a matter of weeks. Once his fear has consumed him completely the tattoo will decapitate him. The only way to break the curse is for Slaine to kill Iona. Will Slaine find the key to reawaken his dormant Druidic powers before it’s too late?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKuroKoneko Kamen
    Release dateApr 14, 2017
    ISBN9781370133611
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    KuroKoneko Kamen

    Author KuroKoneko Kamen (Black Kitten Mask) has always had an interest in Japanese culture from folktales about yokai (ancient demons) to anime and manga. As a result of being an otaku a lot of her stories are set in Japan or have a Japanese theme. Even when in the midst of a pirate novel expect a samurai warrior to be thrown into the mix. Her latest passion is paranormal romance and she’s written stories where ghosts, demons, and angels find love. Keeping her company as she writes are her several dogs and cats, some of which are rescues (now including a pet turtle someone wanted to make a soup out of). To keep updated on new stories and specials visit the author’s facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/authorkurokonekokamen.

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      Vampire Punk - KuroKoneko Kamen

      Vampire Punk

      By KuroKoneko Kamen

      Copyright 2017 by KuroKoneko Kamen

      Cover Design by Leah Keeler

      Smashwords Edition, License notes

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be resold or give away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      This is a work of fiction. All characters are invented. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

      Chapter 1: Katana

      Archangel Uriel had made a tremendous mistake. She’d secretly fallen in love with a bloodsucking vampire with a handsome face and had decided to break The Rules and save his life even though he’d been fated to die. Because of this transgression God had assigned Uriel to be his guardian angel.

      God had explained that since she’d saved his life he was now her responsibility. And this would have been all well and good if Uriel were still in love with him since she’d have the opportunity to be close to him. However, Uriel was no longer in love with Slaine ‘Pain In the Ass’ Morvyn.

      Why? One may ask. Well, ever since his unrequited love Rebecca ‘Becca’ Thorn (now Becca Dearg) got married Slaine had gone off the deep end and was drowning his sorrows in booze, drugs and women nightly.

      Slaine had become a despicable man. How could she have fallen in love with a perverted, bad boy freak? She wondered in despair. He was even having sex with more than one woman at a time. Utterly shameless!

      Any ‘love’ Uriel had felt for Slaine had shriveled up inside her heart and withered away. Her duty as Slaine’s guardian angel was to help him find true love in the form of his Judge, so he could be redeemed of his sins and join God’s Holy Army. A Judge was a very special human with a pure heart and soul that had the ability to redeem a vampire or demon with his or her love.

      For example, once redeemed a vampire would regain their soul. Only after they were in possession of their soul could they then become an official member of His Holy Army and join the fight against Evil.

      Slaine Morvyn was a unique case, however, since he’d already managed to get his soul back. Now he just needed the love of a Judge to redeem him of his many sins.

      But before Uriel could even think to introduce Slaine to a delicate female Judge, she had to get him back on track and reform him of his evil ways. Her work was going to be cut out for her. That was certain.

      Uriel was currently seated at a table inside a popular, San Francisco, Goth nightclub named Iron Casket. She was using her angelic power to remain invisible so she could spy on Slaine Morvyn.

      And don’t get her wrong. She wasn’t stalking him - she was spying. As Slaine’s guardian angel she was supposed to be keeping an eye on him.

      And there he was dancing sexily on the dance floor while surrounded by a group of three vampire wannabe girls. Slaine was wearing a black T-shirt with a silver skull on it, black leather pants, a leather belt with a glittering skull, and biker boots. His chin-length snow-white hair was slicked back over his head, but a few strands had come loose during his dancing and framed his face.

      Slaine’s eyes were a glittering, ruby red and he had extremely pale skin making him look like an albino. All the black he was wearing was really making his exotic features stand out, and there were a lot of people openly staring at him.

      Yep, Slaine Morvyn was looking quite fine on that dance floor as he shook his-

      Uriel’s inner thoughts came screeching to a loud halt. No, no, no. She did not just think Slaine looked hot dancing to Goth metal with sweat glistening on his brow, and his hips gyrating sensually to the pounding bass. Gah! Uriel gripped her head with her two hands in horror.

      For her own good Uriel turned her attention to the three girls that were dancing with Slaine. Those tramps, er, nice young women were dressed in punk outfits. One had a short bob of black hair and was wearing a red and black Gothic Lolita style dress with a mini top hat. The blonde was wearing a black bra with a sheer top over it, tight black pants, and high heels. Lastly, the brunette was wearing a green tube dress that made her green eyes stand out along with a pair of black thigh-high boots.

      All three of the tramps, er, girls had fake fangs stuffed into their mouths, which meant they probably had blood fetishes. This was a good thing for Slaine since he could drink from those three girls without any problems.

      Uriel was unconsciously grinding her back teeth as she watched Slaine’s despicable display of depravity. Try saying that five times fast. She’d ordered a Cosmopolitan and the waiter had delivered it to her table probably thinking that whoever had ordered the drink had gone to the bathroom or was on the dance floor.

      Uriel thoughtlessly picked up the martini glass and took a sip of her Cosmo.

      A few people seated at the table next to Uriel’s noticed the floating martini glass and began to rub their eyes in disbelief and give suspicious looks to their own drinks, wondering what the hell was in there.

      Ten minutes later, Slaine and the three girls decided to take a short break from dancing and headed back towards their table which happened to be right next to Uriel’s.

      Slaine sat down at the table with his prey and put his arms around two of the girls’ shoulders smoothly, and ordered them all drinks.

      That’s when Slaine noticed something out of the corner of his eye - a floating Cosmopolitan that was obviously being drunk by a ghost. An amused smirk curled his lips. He had company. If you’ll excuse me, ladies. I’ll be right back. Slaine stood up from his seat at the table.

      The girls pouted. Hurry back, they called after him with flirtatious winks and waves.

      Slaine sauntered over to Uriel’s table and took a seat directly across from her. He could smell his guardian angel’s unique strawberry bubblegum scent.

      Well, well, well, if it isn’t my stalker angel, Slaine drawled.

      Uriel was so caught by surprise by this that she ended up spitting her drink out onto Slaine’s face.

      Slaine frowned and grabbed a couple of paper napkins from the dispenser sitting on the table in order to dry his face off. "So not cute," he groused.

      How did you know I was here? Uriel asked in a low voice.

      Slaine gave her a look of disbelief, and hoped he was staring at the right spot. The floating Cosmo kind of gave you away, baby.

      Oh crap! I forgot about what that would look like…and don’t call me ‘baby’. My name is Uriel! the angel snapped hotly.

      Uriel. Slaine tried her name out on his wicked tongue. So why are you following me? Are you in love with me? He teased in that smooth black velvet voice of his.

      I used to be. Uriel was inwardly fuming. Hell no. I’ve been assigned as your guardian angel. I’m going to help you find your Judge so you can be redeemed.

      The vampire’s expression darkened and a deep scowl formed on his face. My Judge…? Slaine’s thoughts immediately went to the woman he’d fallen in love with - fashion blogger Becca Dearg. They’d had sex, and he already had his soul back. Slaine’s expression became cold and unreadable. There’s no point. Thanks to Becca I have my soul back.

      Of course there’s a point, Uriel huffed in exasperation. "The love of a Judge will redeem you of all your new sins. And there are a lot. I’ve been watching you, buddy."

      New sins? Slaine raised an eyebrow at the angel.

      Yes, ever since your unrequited love Becca got married you’ve fallen into depravity, Uriel began to nag. You’re having sexual relations with multiple women, doing drugs, and drinking heavily. You need to stop this horrible lifestyle immediately!

      Slaine had flinched when Uriel said ‘unrequited love’. Ouch. Way to twist the dagger in a guy’s heart. "No thanks, Mom. I happen to like my current lifestyle. I have no interest in ever falling in love again. Love is pain. Love is stupidity. Love is…" Slaine shook his head.

      Uriel bristled at Slaine calling her ‘Mom’. Love is pain? Heh…she could relate. Love was stupid? She could relate to that too. She’d fallen for Archangel Leviathan a millennia ago, but he’d fallen and become a demon.

      Not that long ago, she’d become merman Levi Devlin’s guardian angel, knowing that his true identity was Archangel Leviathan. She’d selfishly tried to stop Levi from finding true love with his fated Judge, Vivien Tempest. And she’d failed.

      In the end Levi and Vivien had fallen in love, and Vivien had redeemed Levi so that he was now a part of His Holy Army once more. She hadn’t been good enough for Levi. Or at least this is what she believed. I can relate, she said softly.

      Slaine raised his eyebrows at Uriel. You’ve been in love, angel? I thought angels weren’t allowed to fall in love.

      Uriel coughed into her hand. That’s…none of your business.

      "I am interested in flings though. I usually go for bad girls, but I may just make an exception for you. From the glimpse I got of you when you saved my life you were pretty hot. Why don’t you materialize so I can see what you’re wearing?"

      I doubt you’d find it very exciting. I’m wearing my usual battle armor, Uriel said in a droll tone. Uriel’s battle armor consisted of a silver breastplate, armored skirt with spikes, shoulder armor with spikes, arm bracers, and armored boots with heels.

      "You wore armor to a club? There was an incredulous note to Slaine’s voice. Well, what do you have on underneath? Can’t you just take your armor off?"

      I’m naked beneath my armor, Uriel replied dully.

      Slaine’s eyes popped. Yeah…don’t materialize naked, angel. He stroked his chin thoughtfully. You know, if you’re going to be stalking me to clubs all the time you should really think about getting some clubbing clothes. That way you don’t have to sit there all invisible and lonely.

      Uriel bristled. "I’m not lonely! She objected vehemently. And I have no interest in human fashion. It’s utterly ridiculous!"

      This was a lie. Uriel was actually very interested in human female fashion, but didn’t know the first thing about it. She also didn’t know what colors would look good on her, or what kinds of articles of clothing she should buy. Skirts? Jeans? Tank tops?

      Uriel wasn’t very ‘feminine’. Well, she looked cute and feminine, but when it came to the way she acted she was a bit of a tomboy. Okay, a lot of a tomboy.

      For many millennia, she’d fought side by side with her brother Archangel Gabriel while protecting the Universe from violent alien races. Especially the bloodthirsty Lunarians - a plant alien race with dangerous psychic abilities.

      Fighting battles, winning wars, sword fighting - these were things she knew about and was good at.

      Things like how to be graceful, feminine, pretty, how to put makeup on, or how to dress like a human girl were beyond her.

      And maybe this was why she’d failed to win Levi’s heart. Sadly, she could relate to Slaine, and his unrequited love and pain. It was one thing they had in common.

      But that still didn’t excuse all of his recent rotten behavior. She had to change him somehow. Maybe Slaine had a point though, and she should at least try to make an effort in her appearance. She could start trying to dress like a human female and wear makeup. After all, how hard could it be?

      While Uriel was lost in her thoughts, Slaine reached his hand out and felt the cold, hard steel of her breastplate. He ran his hand upwards until he could feel the soft flesh at the top of her breast.

      Uriel felt Slaine’s hand on her chest and was abruptly snapped out of her thoughts. Pervert! Uriel slapped Slaine hard across the face and with such force his head snapped sideways.

      Slaine removed his hand and when he turned his head to face her, his expression was blatantly unrepentant. I just wanted to make sure you weren’t lying to me, angel.

      Yeah, right. Uriel did not sound at all convinced. Keep your hands to yourself, vampire.

      Well, I shouldn’t keep the ladies waiting. Slaine stood up smoothly from his seat at their table. See you around, angel.

      "Ladies…what ladies? Uriel muttered darkly to herself. And aren’t you supposed to be working? I thought you were the manager here."

      Slaine raised an eyebrow. "I am working. Half the job of a good club manager is socializing. Now, if you’ll excuse me. I have work to do." He turned around and walked over to the table where the three punk, Goth girls were waiting for him.

      My, isn’t Dracula a lenient boss. Who would have thought? Uriel muttered as she glared at Slaine.

      The owner of Iron Casket was none other than the legendary, ancient vampire, Vlad Tepes otherwise known as Dracula. Dracula had recently been redeemed by the love of his Judge - a Battle Nun named Kendra Knight, and had been turned into a human.

      Because of his redemption, Dracula had turned a new leaf, and no longer permitted his fellow vampires to feed from unwilling humans or to kill them. Iron Casket had become a neutral zone for vampires, demons and humans to mingle in complete safety.

      Uriel took a moment to admire the club’s décor. Dracula had spared no expense and the tables and chairs were all antiques. There was red and black striped, Victorian style wallpaper on the walls. Everything was lit by candlelight inside of the club, and there was no electricity (except for the sound system).

      Huge, wrought iron, medieval chandeliers with hundreds of lit candles hung from the ceiling. Bronze candelabras sat on the tables as well as glass globes with candles inside of them. The candlelight was casting a flickering, spooky, golden glow about the entire club. The humans probably thought the lighting was romantic.

      Slaine and the girls ended up drinking for an hour longer before Slaine asked for the check. Uriel watched as the vampire stood up and the three girls began to accompany him out the club.

      Just. Like. That.

      Mr. Smooth Vampire Punk.

      It made Uriel want to pull her hair out. Calm down, Uriel. She told herself. Stay cool. She took out a piece of bubblegum and plopped it into her mouth. Chewing gum was a nervous habit she couldn’t seem to break.

      Uriel stealthily followed behind the group and exited the club just in time to see a valet arrive with Slaine’s latest ride.

      The angel’s eyes widened and she smacked a hand to her forehead in utter disbelief. You have got to be kidding me.

      Most vampires and demons who were trying to live their lives and blend in with human society liked to remain low-key and didn’t purchase overly extravagant cars.

      But that wasn’t stopping Slaine Morvyn apparently. Slaine’s new car was a red and black, four-seater Lamborghini Aventador. It must have cost a fortune. And the doors opened up like wings. Who does he think he is? Batman?

      Slaine caught the keys the valet tossed his way as he stepped out of the car. Slaine hopped in behind the wheel and started the engine. With excited giggles and murmurs that were definitely related to the car the three girls filed into the car.

      People were even taking pictures of what was happening. They must have thought Slaine was some kind of celebrity or something. Geesh! Uriel almost panicked, thinking that Slaine’s image wouldn’t show up in those photos until she remembered that Slaine had his soul back thanks to Becca Dearg.

      Becca Dearg. Pffft. She thinks she’s some kind of modern-day Gwenevere or something. I’m in love with two men. Pu-lease. Uriel waited for Slaine to speed off in his Lamborghini before she summoned her wings. They emerged from her back and spread. Uriel’s wings were white and feathery with blue tips. She loved her wings.

      With a flap of her wings she took off into the night sky, glad that it was clear out, and pursued Slaine’s Lamborghini while remaining invisible.

      She followed him all the way to his apartment building where he owned the penthouse apartment. Silly vampire. There were a lot of glass windows in that particular apartment. She didn’t know what Slaine was thinking when he bought that place. Unless…he had suicidal tendencies, she supposed.

      Uriel flew up to Slaine’s balcony and landed there. She went to the sliding glass door, opened it, and entered the apartment. Silly Slaine, he should really lock his door. But at least he was making her job easier. She smiled impishly to herself.

      The last time Uriel had been to Slaine’s apartment was when she’d been checking up on him to see how he was doing after she’d rescued him. He, of course, never knew about this visit since she’d remained invisible.

      Uriel’s thoughts drifted to that fateful day a few months ago when she’d randomly decided to save his life. Slaine, Becca and Derek (the Druid Vampire Hunter who Becca was currently married to) had just defeated Dracula in battle and had saved San Francisco from a Zombie Apocalypse.

      Towards the end of the battle, Slaine had fallen off the roof of a building and ended up in a garbage dumpster. With his keen hearing Slaine had been able to hear when his two friends defeated Dracula. The only problem was that Slaine had also heard his friend Derek proposing to Becca. She’d said ‘yes’ and after that he’d lost all motivation to leave that dumpster.

      Uriel had been watching Slaine, and had realized that he must have been feeling suicidal since dawn was approaching and he’d made no move to leave the dumpster. Uriel had then taken it upon herself to get his ass out of that dumpster, and take him to safety.

      As the humans say: ‘No good deed goes unpunished’.

      "Konichiwa," Uriel muttered to herself as she looked around Slaine’s apartment. She’d forgotten about Slaine’s fetish for all things Japanese. Authentic Japanese brush paintings depicting tranquil mountains, white cranes and green bamboo were hung on the walls. One scroll looked like it had the teenaged mutant ninja turtles on it. So weird.

      On display inside of a large glass case was a suit of red samurai armor including an impressive horned helmet. Two katana, Japanese swords, were on display on the table in the living room that sat in front of the huge flat-screen TV. Talk about spoiled.

      Uriel heard the front door being opened and almost dove behind the couch before she remembered that she was invisible. Story of my life. She thought bitterly to herself.

      Slaine entered the apartment along with the three girls. He had his arms around two of their shoulders and he began to lead them to his bedroom. On his way, he paused for a moment, sniffed the air, and then smirked.

      The vampire opened the door to his bedroom, flipped on a light switch, and ushered the girls inside. Why don’t you ladies go ahead and make yourselves comfortable while I go get us a bottle of wine.

      Ooo sounds perfect, Slaine. Yeah, thanks, Slaine. Don’t keep us waiting too long, lover boy. The girls chimed in their sexiest voices.

      Slaine closed the door, spun around and crossed his arms over his chest. I know you’re here, Uriel. I can smell you. A cocky smirk was playing on his lips.

      Uriel allowed herself to materialize so that Slaine could see her glaring at him with her hands on her hips. "I do not smell!"

      Slaine sauntered over to Uriel until he was standing directly in front of her. He leaned forward and then moved his head to smell the crook of her neck. You smell like strawberry bubblegum.

      Uriel flushed and had to resist the urge to swallow her gum. I-I do not!

      Slaine pulled back and his expression turned serious. Why are you here, Uriel?

      I…I’m here to stop you! You know, having an orgy is a grave sin! Uriel wagged her finger at him. You should tell those girls to leave at once!

      Uh huh. Slaine gave her a bored look. And then how do you expect me to get the blood I need to survive, hmm? The albino vampire tilted his head at her and gave her a pointed look.

      That’s… Uriel frowned and chewed her gum loudly.

      Unless of course you’d like to take their place in my bed, Slaine suggested with a waggle of his eyebrows.

      Uriel was so taken aback by Slaine’s perverse offer that she slapped him hard across the face out of reflex. I…I….you wish, vampire! I’m not a slut like them!

      Slut? Don’t tell me… Slaine leaned forward, his tongue coming out to catch a drop of blood from his split lip. "You’re a virgin." His tone was highly amused.

      Uriel’s blush intensified. That’s none of your business!

      "Hmm, a virgin. Sadly, I don’t do virgins. Slaine put his hands out before him in a helpless gesture. Well, you could always join in on the fun?" His look turned hopeful.

      No thank you, Uriel huffed and blew a bubble right in his face.

      Your loss, baby, Slaine purred. I guess you’ll just stand out here and listen to us like a pervert as I make love to those beautiful ladies in there.

      "That’s not making love! That’s-" Uriel began to object, waving her hands wildly through the air in front of her.

      Oh, you’re right, sorry. I’m going to go in there, and fuck their brains out. Then I’m going to give them the best orgasm they’ve ever had. I’m going to make them scream my name. A cocky smirk curled Slaine’s sinful lips.

      Uriel’s jaw dropped open. She couldn’t even form a response to all those lewd things that Slaine had just said.

      Slaine reached inside of Uriel’s gaping mouth, plucked out her gum and plopped it into his mouth. Thanks, baby. The vampire then strolled into the open kitchen, opened a cupboard, pulled out a bottle of wine, opened the bottle, grabbed four glasses, and headed back to his bedroom. He made a rude, suggestive gesture with his tongue at Uriel as he passed.

      Uriel clenched her trembling hands into fists. She was shaking with rage. The nerve of that punk! And he stole my gum!

      Slaine entered the bedroom and he shut the door behind him. Uriel just stood there staring at the door like an idiot. That’s when the noises started. First, it sounded like they were kissing since there were all these strange slurping and sucking noises.

      Oh Slaine. Oh, right there. Oh yes, yes. More. The girls began to moan as Slaine pleasured them. The girls’ moans became louder and more insistent as the minutes passed.

      Ah! One of the girls cried out and then the sound of the bed rocking could be heard as Slaine probably pounded into her. Uriel covered her ears with her hands as her face turned as red as a tomato. Oh my God! He’s really having sex with one of those girls in there! And the other girls…are watching!

      Oh yes, yes, yes! Slaine! I’m going to…! Slaine! The girl cried out in ecstasy.

      Uriel couldn’t bear to hear more. Her eyes prickled with hot tears. No! She didn’t care who Slaine fucked! She spun around on her armored heel and made her way back outside to the balcony. Remaining invisible, she summoned her wings and took off into the night sky.

      She headed back ‘home’. Home was a penthouse apartment that she shared with her stern, overprotective brother Archangel Gabriel. A few minutes later, she landed on the balcony outside of their apartment, opened the sliding glass door, and stomped inside with thundering steps.

      Argh! I can’t believe him! Uriel threw her arms up into the air in exasperation. The nerve of that depraved freak! I can’t stand him! She complained as she stalked through the living room.

      Upon hearing his sister’s arrival, Gabriel swiftly exited his bedroom dressed in a black muscle shirt and matching sweatpants. He had a towel around his neck and had obviously been using the punching bag in his room. When Gabriel caught sight of his sister’s trembling form, and didn’t know that it was from rage and not fear he immediately grew concerned. Uriel! What’s wrong?

      Uriel pouted at her brother. Archangel Gabriel was an incredibly handsome man with a warrior’s physique. He had the same snow-white hair as Uriel, but wore his short, and gelled into spikes. The tips of his white hair were blue. Gabriel also had the same icy-blue eye color as his sister. It’s my ward…Slaine Morvyn. I just can’t stand him. He’s such a perverted freak!

      Alarm flashed in Gabriel’s ice-blue eyes and he strode over to his sister with lightning fast steps. He grabbed her shoulders in a firm grip and looked searchingly into her eyes. What? Did he do anything perverted to you!

      Well… Uriel couldn’t help but recall how Slaine had reached out and grabbed her boob at the club.

      Gabriel dropped his hands, and stepped back with a furious look on his face. I’ll kill him! He tossed his towel aside, and willed his battle armor to appear on his body. His armor consisted of a stainless steel breastplate, shoulder armor, gauntlets, and armored boots. The Archangel’s armor was covered in spikes for an extra menacing effect. The last thing to appear on his body was his broadsword, strapped to his waist by a thick leather belt. Gabriel unsheathed his sword and started for the balcony. He was out for blood.

      Uriel was snapped out of her thoughts when she noticed her brother in full battle armor heading for the balcony. Ah! She ran over to her brother and wrapped her arms around his waist. Stop! Brother! He didn’t do anything to me! I swear! Uriel was being dragged across the floor. Her brother was like a tank on a warpath and there was no way to stop him. Uriel let out a defeated sigh. She had a card to play though. Brother, I’m hungry.

      Gabriel stopped and glanced back at Uriel with a questioning look on his face. You’re hungry?

      Uriel nodded and gave her brother her best puppy dog eyed look. Her big blue eyes were already naturally wide so when she did this it usually worked like a charm on her brother and got her anything she wanted.

      Gabriel huffed resignedly and sheathed his sword. I suppose Slaine Morvyn will have to wait. Dinner first. He made his way towards the kitchen with purposeful steps.

      Uriel let out a breath of relief. Safe.

      What would you like to eat? Gabriel questioned.

      Meat, said Uriel simply.

      Gabriel chuckled. Could you be a little more specific, sis?

      Uriel shrugged. Hamburgers…maybe.

      Hamburgers it is then. Gabriel went to the fridge and began to get out all of the needed ingredients. Why don’t you watch your favorite human movie while I make dinner. It always seems to cheer you up.

      Good idea, brother. Uriel strolled into the living room and walked over to the entertainment center. There was a row of DVDs and she selected her favorite movie: The Hunchback of Notre-Dame. The Disney version.

      She popped the movie into the DVD player, grabbed the remote, and made herself comfortable on the white leather couch. Uriel turned the TV on, hit the play button, and the movie started. A smile formed on her face. She loved this movie. It had action, adventure and romance. The perfect combination.

      The moral of the story that ‘true beauty lies within’ resonated deeply with Uriel. This was probably because the Hunchback reminded her of someone dear to her from long ago. Someone that she thought she might have been falling in love with before his untimely demise.

      Uriel would always cry at the end of the movie because she was rooting for the Hunchback and his secret love, and was pretty sure Esmeralda had feelings for the Hunchback too. Even if she had ended up with Phoebus at the end.

      Halfway through the movie Gabriel announced that dinner was ready. She paused the movie and made her way into the kitchen. She took a seat at the kitchen island and looked down at her plate. She began to salivate.

      Gabriel sat down across from her and they both put their hands together before them to say grace. Lord, thank you for the meal we are about to receive. And thank you for keeping my sister safe. Bless this meal. Amen.

      Amen, Uriel echoed quickly and then began to dig in. Her brother had prepared her hamburger just the way she liked it with everything on it. It had lettuce, tomatoes, ketchup, mustard, pickles, onions and even bacon.

      Gabriel smiled fondly at his sister as she began to pig out. His sister was so cute. The cutest thing on Earth, no, in the Universe. He loved to spoil and pamper her when he got the chance. Guess what, Uriel.

      What? Uriel asked with a mouth full of food.

      I made chocolate cake for dessert, Gabriel revealed smugly.

      Uriel swallowed her enormous bite. Have I told you recently how much I love you, brother?

      Gabriel flushed slightly and his chest puffed up with pride. Yes, he prided himself in being the best brother in the Universe.

      After they finished their burgers Gabriel served the cake and they took their plates into the living room. This way they could enjoy their cake and watch the end of the movie at the same time for ‘maximum enjoyment’ as Uriel would say.

      Gabriel was happy to oblige his sister and didn’t care if Uriel got crumbs all over the couch either. He’d clean up

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