Raziel was sent to earth to live as a human for misleading the mate of one of his brother’s into having relations with him. Alone and without the help of his angelic powers Raziel must find a way to redeem himself in order to regain his wings and the right to re-enter Heaven. But the key to his redemption is finding love.
Alona Kovina is a young entrepreneur who owns her own bakery in a small town in Vermont. She’s well established and well loved in the community and despite her feisty personality and sarcastic sense of humor, has a heart of gold.
When she posts a sign in her window looking for help, she never imagined that a fallen angel would come walking through her door. Unable to resist the idea of helping him over come a past he refuses to talk about, she jumps in with both feet to help Raziel find his way. But when Alona finds out what it was that Raziel did, will her heart of gold help her see past his mistakes and love him anyway or will she too turn her back on him like his angelic family did?
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Justin spun on his heal and all but ran into the back room where Alona was knee deep in flour and orders. “Alona! You have to come talk to this magnificent specimen of a man in the front of the store.”
Alona looked up, “Why?”
“He’s here for the job,” Justin replied as if that was reason enough.
Alona returned her attention to the work at hand, “Just have him fill out an application and I will call him later.”
“No! You need to handle this now before this scrumptious piece of man walks out the door,” Justin said.
“I’m a little busy at the moment,” Alona said frustrated.
“Alona, if you don’t get out there right this second I will hire him without your permission,” he threatened.
Julia looked up and smirked, “Just go talk to him Alona because I have a feeling if you don’t Justin will never let you hear the end of it.”
“Damn straight. Now clean yourself up girl. You look like you got into a fight with a bag of flour. You don’t want to scare him off with this fugly look of yours before he even gets started.”
Alona made a sweeping motion around her face and rolled her head with attitude, “You can’t make this ugly.”
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Portuguese
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Ravi Sampaio
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by mariana martinez
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