Angel Devil Love Novels & Stories

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

Before my fist could even tap, the doors opened first. My eyes widened. Azrael stood there wearing a mask. My smile slowly grew. “Well...” I stepped closer. “Looks like I’ll be meeting my Angel tonight.” His smile turned dark. Sensual. He caught my waist and pulled me against him. “You catch on so quickly, my kitten. Welcome back to The Angel's Den.” A giggle escaped me when his forehead touched mine. "It's good to be back." His expression softened. “I love that sound so fucking much.”

the matter would definitely end in marriage, but it has happened now, so what's the problem? I approached him to push him from his chest, but he did not budge from his place while standing and looking at her coldly to speak angrily: No, you are wrong..I would not have married you!..I would rather die than marry you Levi, I would rather die than that because I would not spend my life with a monster!. Do you understand what I mean by heartless?..that is, you don't love me..and you don't have an iota of feelings for me because monsters have no heart..you're just using me for that stupid connection. That you werewolves invented to get the girl you wanted!!..and now you've done what you wanted!..

White foam exploded upward like frantic applause. Then I laughed. It started small—a huff, a snort—then burst out sharp and borderline hysterical, echoing off the rocks. Azrael. The demon who’d spent centuries treating lust like a casual buffet—no strings, no feelings, just mutual feeding—had screamed that he loved me less than twenty-four hours ago. Voice raw, wings flared, looking like the confession had been ripped out of him against his will.

I could feel her trembling and hear her rapid breathing. "Angel," I whispered against her ear, and she shivered. "Tell me you want this. Tell me you need this as much as I do.” I spanked her huge, perfect ass and Emma gasped, her body pressing back into me. "I do," she replied, her voice filled with need and desire. “ I want you in me, Darrell Blackwood.” Invitation accepted. " Tonight I will be the devil an you will be the angel." Then I zipped down her gown, making it fall to the ground, leaving her before me in her bra and panties.

When his eyes caught sight of Inez, he instantly hugged her and sobbed, "She was with me Inez, she was here." When she saw him clinging like his life depended on her and hearing him, proclaim that he had seen a dream, she finally started bursting into tears. "I know…",she whispered, hugging him back. ◍◍◍◍ They both were back to New York. Damien had already instructed His men in Italy to change that name from Avalyn's Cemetery, Avalyn never deserved to have the word "Devil" over her tomb; she was an Angel, and Angels are never names to be captivated by Devils..

he stood up to leave. “Then I will take my leave. Take care Lucifer” he said I nodded and said “You too” I was leaving from there when my phone vibrated. I looked at that. My angel texted me Good Night. I smirk. I kept the phone back in my pocket. She is really an angel. I have done all the things which her mind could only think about me. I will fill her mind with my thoughts. But, she already fell on his trap. Now, the devil successfully trapped her heart in love. What will happen when she sees his real devil self?

All his men dead. Lothaire’s vision blurred. He was dying. He knew it. Then she was there. A woman, kneeling beside him, hands pressing against his chest, dark hair whipping in the wind.He didn’t know where she came from. Her face was the last thing he saw before everything went black. An Angel But he woke up. She’d saved him.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ Chapter 1: Are You Lost, Mama “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you…”

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

She sits straight up in bed, “Do you want to tell me that not only do you get Angels, but fucking heaven is for real.” With only a small wicked smile, I pull her back into my arms, “Where do you think I come from?” She goes dead quiet; then there is the very thing that I knew would happen, her body starts to tremble. It does not even take her but a mere five seconds and she pushes me away. “Are you really the Devil?” “Yes, my love, I am the Devil’s son.” “Then that means that you come from that pit of burning fire where all people fall when they have sinned.”