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So they found my tattoo? Every Angel organization hunter must have angel wings tattooed on their body; I am no exception; my tattoo is on the left side of my waist. While I was in a daze, the blonde girl came to my side and was about to lift my T-shirt. I instinctively pushed her hand away in surprise. "Don't be afraid! I want to help you heal. I won't harm you." The blonde girl tried to reassure me. In her eyes, I felt she wasn't lying.

Gaze intently at Asmodeus. "It's useless, he can't be defeated by a weak creature like you!" The angel of death gets feel tired to get up with all his efforts. The remaining strength he mustered up completely, walking after the demon from behind. "Nothing is useless if we fight it together! And you .." Ardina pointed at Asmodeus who had only smiled at Ardina and Rail's conversation. "I won't let you hurt that angel. If you mess up, I'll beat you to death !!" shouted Ardina following the devil's style as she was about to take the grim reaper's life.

I didn’t want anyone to think I was somehow weak. The old fox laughed again. “Like Demon, there are many different Angel. You have Angel of Mercy. Angel of Death. Angel of Righteousness. Angel of Vengeance. The very devil himself is Angel.” Huh, I never thought of it that way. “Here. Demon.” The old fox motioned for his daughter who brought a long box over. “My gift to you and your mate.”

Taylor said, pressing his body against hers. Inner Devil and Guardian Angel turned Semi-Devil were holding hands, screaming: ‘Ahhhhh!’ Inner Devil: ‘This isn’t sex, but it’s close enough!’ Inner Devil: ‘It’s getting hot in here!’ Guardian Angel turned Semi-Devil: ‘So hot!’ Inner Devil: ‘So take off all your clothes.’ Guardian Angel turned Semi-Devil: ‘I am gettin’ so hot, I wanna take my clothes off!’ Inner Devil frowned, saying: ‘Please don’t.’

But Jay remained silent, his gaze fixed on the silhouette of the fortress. Kad did not push further. He felt like a hypocrite, urging his friend to battle demons he himself had long surrendered to. Jay sighed, nodding reluctantly. But in reality, he's long tired of fighting it, Artemis's blood was needed to seal off the demons back then, even though he knows what the precautions were he still went ahead to sacrifice her, hoping to join her soon but who would have thought that he will be going feral instead.

Her eyes were red as she glared at him. “My husband, Nazzolini, fought for you for ten years, showing his loyalty. Yet, all for a woman, you killed him like he meant nothing.” Victor’s face twisted in pain, but he didn’t move as the spit slid down his cheek. He lowered his head and whispered an apology, “I’m sorry–” Chiara’s hand struck his face hard. “Sorry? To hell with your sorry!” Her anger exploded. She slapped him again and again, left and right, without stopping. At my signal, the bodyguards restrained his arms tightly, leaving him no way to dodge. This was what he deserved.

Images of the battle on earth flashed on it, and then switched over to the War Demon that was being led by the Devil. The Gates of Heaven were badly damaged, and I watched as Loss stood toe to toe with a warrior angel, their swords hitting each other as they tried to outsmart one another. My gaze was on Loss, who moved as quick as a snake, striking when he saw openings. My stomach churned, and I hoped that this fight would go in Loss's favor. Just as the angel got cocky, Loss moved so fast, his sword slicing downward at the angel, and cutting off a wing. The angel cried out, and Loss kicked him in the head, knocking the angel out.

“I thought of the book and movie series about Perseus and the Greek gods. Terry automatically thought of the stars. He started telling me about the stars that make up the constellation Perseus. And he loved to tell me about Algol, the demon star.” That’s my star. “He also told me that Virgo was also called the Angel Constellation. And that what my Demon needed was his angel.” That’s you, mate, I need you, my angel. Demon nuzzled Angel in their minds. “We were born under Virgo, August twenty-ninth. Born under the Angel. Made by the moon goddess, for my angel.” Wyatt pressed a kiss to her hair and took a deep breath of her scent. My Angel. Demon reiterated as he also breathed in his mate’s sce

Taylor said, pressing his body against hers. Inner Devil and Guardian Angel turned Semi-Devil were holding hands, screaming: “Ahhhhh!” Inner Devil: “This isn’t sex, but it’s close enough!” Inner Devil: “It’s getting hot in here!” Guardian Angel turned Semi-Devil: “So hot!” Inner Devil: “So take off all your clothes.” Guardian Angel turned Semi-Devil: “I am gettin’ so hot, I wanna take my clothes off!” Inner Devil frowned, saying: “Please don’t.”

For a full minute, I do nothing but gawk at the intricacies of ink beneath ripping muscles. “You have an angel tattooed across your back,” I whisper. He turns, but only half so I can see his face and still get an advantaged view of his tattoo. “Not just any angel.” I peer closer to study the fine lines and shadows etched into his skin. “He looks like he lost everything and still chose to fight.” He chuckles lowly. It’s a gravelly sound that echoes pain. “That’s the point.” My fingertips hover, itching to touch, before they finally do. He tenses at the first contact. “Why a fallen angel?”