Angel Devil Csm Novels & Stories

The vampire was looking at the devil as if to a psychopath " well let's see how much more cuter my dear daughter can get" says the devil and got his wings out and started flying toward Celea

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

Adom smiled as hell rained down upon the Angels. Most were able to summon protective power as in time, but not all. Some screamed as they burned and the Devil took a deep breath of satisfaction. There was a muffled sound beside him that had his eyes sliding over towards the vampire leader. Boss didn't appear as happy as the Devil had thought he'd be. "What ever is the matter?" he asked, his voice light and airy despite the scent of burning flesh that filled his lungs.

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

Zale Pov: I am in my basement enjoying the begging and screaming for my attackers. I stood up from my seat. I throw the cigar aside. I wear the glows in my hand. I took the Acid bottle. “Lucifer! Please I beg you. Leave me. I really don’t know about him” he screamed due to fear “I know that. But, this punishment is for ruining my Plan. Ruining my day with my angel. You made this distances between us” I said and pour the acid from his shoulder

But if I think they would back down, they only continue to move towards us and start to break out in a fit of ungodly hissing. Well, my restraint snaps. With absolute determination to show them of their foolish ways, I step closer, "You have made a fateful mistake tonight." I pause for a moment as I position my finger softly against the trigger of the Colt. "For one, my dear friend, I am the only true Devil here," I slide the tip of my finger over the trigger, then I continue, "Your second was ruining a decent Armani." And with that, I gently snap my finger until it makes direct contact with the trigger that sets the motion for the bullet to leave the clip; there is a slight click as it slid

I agreed to listen closely and keep an open mind. “First you need to know, I am not who you think I am. I am an angel. I was sent here to make sure you stayed away from Damien and Lucifer. Things changed when I met you and I fell in love with you. Ramiel came today to tell me that someone has been hunting down angels looking for him and myself. There is a place called Halo it is basically a spa and day club for angels to hang out in. Whoever this person is managed to get past security and infiltrate Halo. They killed everyone there. All the angels and all the humans who worked there. We think it was Damien and we think he was trying to find you.” I could tell he was serious the emotion roll

The Deathbringers was a pack led by an incredibly powerful leader—Alpha Kane, but everyone called him the Devil Alpha. It was rumoured that his eyes were pitch black during transformation, a color that no Alpha had ever had. Some said he got it by making a deal with the devil while others claimed he was the devil. I agree with the latter. He had to be the devil, believing otherwise would mean that there was something worse than him out there. That in itself, was a more terrifying thought.

Each note became a shared confession, a language of its own, expressing what words often failed to convey. I was the angel that fell in love with the devil. But could the devil fall in love with the angel? I leaned back, a drink in my hand, the ice clinking as I took a slow sip. The sting of the whiskey slid down my throat, and I set the glass down on the table. My eyes scanned the room, taking in each of my men, my team, my family. "We're not getting ambushed again," I stated. "Let's go over the plan once again and make sure every detail is accounted for."

How exactly is it that someone so beautiful could be so evil and cruel at the same time. How could he just sit there so casually, threatening lives without a flinch? I guess they do call him the devil for a reason. And there was a glint of amusement in his eyes. I know what he was trying to do. To humiliate me, to prove that he could be able to get me after what happened in the club the other night. Fine! If that is how he wants to play it. So the devil loves playing games? I'll give him one. “Fine,” I answered and lifted my chin stubbornly, “I will need the money sent immediately. Yes, i fucking be your pet.”