Genres: Gay, GLBT, Paranormal
Collections: Taking Flight, Turning Tricksters
Editor(s): Rylan Hunter
Cover Designer(s): Siol na Tine
Cover Art Credits: Photos by Piotr Marcinski and Curaphotography at Dreamstime.
Production Editor(s): Erika L. Firanc
Proofreader(s): Jae Knight
Length: Short Story (5,300 Words)
Publication Date: January 21, 2014
Serialization Date: June 11, 2017
Archive(d) on June 25, 2017
Tags: angel, devil, m/m, Short Story, Taking Flight, wings
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With my ethereal wings aloft, I attempted to look as innocent and earnest as I could. I’d have slipped on my halo if I knew it wouldn’t have pissed him off. Demons, generally, had been fine with their wings losing their feathers. It was the loss of the halos that really stung. Something to do with making their hair look good, I think.
“Fine, angel. Here’s the deal,” Marbas said, in a voice that would have terrified a human. However, I’ve heard it before. The intimidation factor just isn’t there any longer. “I tell you what is going down tonight. Afterwards, I get any one thing in your power to give me.”
This, if you haven’t noticed, is a deal with a devil. One must tread carefully here.
“I am intrinsically unable to harm others in any capacity,” I reminded him.
“Yeah, I know that.” He had the look of someone who knew he was reeling in a big one.
“And material goods I can create turn to dust in three hours.”
“Don’t annoy me. What do I need with ephemeral junk?” he snorted.
I narrowed my eyes at him, thinking hard. But only for a moment. I really wanted to know, and I did enjoy hanging out with Marbas, especially when he knew I was there and was speaking to me.
“All right, I agree.”
Alas, there is a reason I am not a top-ranking angel. I’m not as clever and all-knowing as the Seraphim, and I am certainly only a speck of dust compared to the Hayot. I’m bottom of the barrel. The Heavenly Host is tens of thousands and I am quite forgotten about and rarely called to do more than I do, which is not a whole lot. I suspect I would have fallen already if I didn’t think the other side would actually make me work.
Marbas smiled. “Deal. And I’ll even be magnanimous. I’ll let you tag along tonight.”
“Really?” I smiled. “Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.” He leaned in, his face serious. “Really, don’t mention it.”
“Understood,” I said with a nod.
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