Angel Cookie X Devil Cookie Novels & Stories

She gestured towards them, the question directed at the guy behind her. "The hell! Ain't no exterminating happening here girlie." Kaitlyn roared at her. The girl looked taken aback and glared daggers at Kaitlyn. "Hello everyone." Angel appeared from the back, a tray of cookies balanced on one hand and a tray of fruit juice in the other. "Angie!" The girl yelled and ran to him, throwing herself on him. Angel yelped and fell backwards, thereby making the plastic cups of juice and cookies meet the floor.

And suddenly…I knew exactly how I wanted to spend it. Me: I'm off today. Three dots appeared almost immediately. Angel: Come see me. I smiled. Me: Now? Is the Den even open this early? Angel: It opens when I say it does. A laugh escaped me. Arrogant bastard. Me: I'll be there soon. Angel: I'll be waiting, kitten. My stomach fluttered. The Angel's Den felt completely different during the day. Mostly because it was empty. No music. No masked strangers. No bartenders. Just the quiet elegance of black marble, burgundy furniture and gold. My heels echoed through the enormous room.

I was confused by multiple unusual thoughts in my mind, hence he kept staring at my face intently searching for something, I guess. "Who are you?" I breathed, feeling uncomfortable by his dark gaze on me. "I am a devil," he paused, and then after a short pause, he dropped the bomb on me, "And I am truly in love with you." "F**K," At this moment, only one word came into my mind but before I could say anything, he sealed my mouth with his, I leaned backward at his sudden movement and he held my head keeping me firm in my place.

Who doesn’t love them? She goes back into the kitchen and approaches Becca, one of the cooks for help with finding the right ingredients to bake chocolate chip cookies- she heard from Alexis that they are Devilio’s favorites. Alexis does know a lot of things. The kitchen is large enough to allow thirty maids to do their thing without disturbing one another. The baking is in full gear and in three hours, with the help of thirty-seven other maids aside from Becca who joined them excitedly, they bake up to six thousand cookies- enough for Devilio’s one thousand and five hundred soldiers to snack on.

That was mind trying to betray me! He wears a white long sleeve shirt without a tie and a white trouser. So the devil want to act as an angel-scoff, his face is too sinful to be an angel. He keep his eyes on me without blinking, he makes me suffocate inside the full-conditioned cafetaria. Lidya try to fix her hair, she display her ten thousand megawatts smile that always works to melt everyone.

“What about Chris?” At the mention of her fairy boyfriend, Reebah instantly tensed and looked as though she wouldn’t be able to hold back the tears for another moment. Then a change came over her so suddenly that it shocked Angel to see. Her entire being seemed to harden, as though someone was pouring concrete over her. She turned away from Angel and glared into the mirror even as she stated, “We all knew that was destined to fail from the beginning. He’s a fairy and I’m a werewolf. It could never work.”

He looked at the young man, a very man of Denever who immediately recover from shock. “So the devil-” he gritted his teeth when he realize the glare coming from the woman who lecture him earlier. He laughed like a madman and stood highly, forgetting the reason of why he even here this moment. “Spotlight never failed to be reliable as ever,” he said, narrating a damn thing. “You, for sure has decide to show that despicable horns of yours, Coplete.”

Curtis “What do you want from me, asshole?” Maverick grumbled when I dropped by his house. “Don’t make it sound like you don’t want to see me, old man. We both know you’ve been hoping I’d come over.” I retorted in return, making him grumble something about being done with the Arciero shit. When I revealed that I had some of Angelica’s cookies with me, however, he was a little more enthusiastic about my presence.

Lifting my head, I scanned the dining area when my eyes collided with the shaking hazel ones who were watching me from afar with anticipation. ‘So, this witch won’t stop seducing me. I am done now.’ I avoided this girl for a whole week like a ghost. The reason how I got to know that she made this cake was again because of that sacred bond. After the soul unites the two angels, they can feel every emotion, guess every move, and can even read each other’s minds. It is like living in different bodies but with one soul. And that’s what happened to me. Her smell and the fake love she poured into this dish were evident in the morsel which I pushed down my throat forcefully.

Alexander threatened the demoness who had come with other intentions but no longer knew what she would do. "Please no. I don't want to go to hell," Angela paused, then continued, "Without you." "Get out and stay away from this mansion," ordered Alexander. Angela felt a chill running down her spine. Whereas, she thought Alexander had changed his attitude towards her. She was happy throughout the morning, so she thought of pleasing him too. However, nothing had changed. She was hurt. Her devotion toward the devil, the king of hell, was incomparable. But she never got single leniency from the devil. Today she courage up to give pleasure to the devil but she got a threat.