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 This story is largely inspired by three sources:
 My dislike of Twilight's writing style.  Stephanie Meyer needs to learn how to write.
 My love interest, though she has no clue.
 One of the few free-verse poems I've ever written:
 
 We are the Angels of the night, Blood-thirsty Angels,
 Angels who have killed and kill,
 Black-winged and feared.
 
 Angels of the black night sky,
 Angels killing and killed,
 We can control a person's soul
 And mind.
 
 We are the darker Angels,
 Angels with power over man
 And woman.
 With black wings, and cursed.
 
 Now, this story is one I've wanted to write for a long while, but I hadn't been able to find a plot I liked until, literally, Thursday.  So I started writing.  So far, the story is only a couple short chapters long, but I hope you can stay with me through it.
 
 Enjoy, everybody, and don't forget to leave a comment!
 ~An Angel of My Own
 
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