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"You need to learn how to have expressions, emotions, Samael." I ordered the papers on the desk, tapping it sideways and tapping it upside down. "Not many people will like you if you don't even know how to smile. You're gonna have to be workable if you want an army."
Samael taps his foot twice and looks at me. His eyes dug deep into mine. I hate it when he does this.
"Then teach me."

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Qemuel is an angel in the lowest rank -- a useless rank. Having no where to be or belong, he signs up to be the second in command of another angel who is preparing armies for war. But he didn't expect feelings to evolve; anger, jealousy, and love. He didn't think it'd get worse until he meets a beautiful angel, Lucifer.

ORIGINAL STORY -- A prequel to The Bullet on my profile.