Angel Devil Manga Novels & Stories

The nurse smiled and pointed to the waiting area. I just smiled and walked towards the row, I was about to sit at the end when I looked up at Videlle who was smiling and shaking her head. I stood up properly and grinned at him. "Hey, Devi. I thought I had chatted it on Tinder," He suddenly said and was overwhelmed with his senses "You're stressing me out, Devi," "Wow, I don't seem stressed either, right?" I sarcastically asked "Besides, is it really tinder?" I asked again. I handed him the paper bag, his brows frowned at it and his gaze went to me.

This was not how soon they were planning to fight the Angel. "So, he chose me after all," Tenshi muttered. "Oh, you're done so quick, Pika." The Arcangel Pika opened his eyes and stared at the ice blue eyes of his nemesis, the Angel of Death. He hates those dull eyes of Keisuke, they were too cold he can't stand them. "Well I beat him up like you told me to do, didn't I? Plus! You said I can do whatever I like," he told the Angel of Death, his voice sounding annoyed that he was talking to him.

That smile turned very mysterious. Ardina looked away, she was completely astonished. This invisible creature is not as scary as Ardina thought so far. Maybe, his thoughts are too mainstream about devils and angels, maybe this is all because he reads too many comics about devils unlike what he sees now, standing in front of Ardina. His body was indeed red, but the demon did not have a tail, nor did he have horns.

Chapter - 3 Angelina's POV - I looked at the man who opened the door. He was the same man who came and informed me that I'll be sitting here in hell. He was also a handsome man, he might be 22 or 23. His face was a cute one unlike Dean's which is just handsome and terrifying. I got down from the car and was speechless seeing the view in front of me. It was a magnificent mansion more like a castle. I always dreamed of living in such a mansion but I never thought I would be able to live in it. I was so busy in admiring the mansion that I didn't notice the man staring at me.

the man spoke placing his hand on the hip as he directed his words at Dylan Parker who stood there with his eyes wide open. "No wonder he's called Hades" Those comments and whispers made the man smirk in victory. Amara just kept staring at the sudden arrival of the man dressed in clothes which were smeared with blood all over. Even though she's too shocked to watch the scene in front of her, she didn't fail to note the name of the devil who's still smirking with a gun in his hand. HADES OF THE MAFIA WORLD, DAMIAN KNIGHT!

Closing my eyes, I focused harder and could taste the bitter sting of rage, anger and craving for revenge spreading through her mind, bordering her soul. “Through the shadows, we shall be eternally connected now, and you will come to me, Angel of Darkness,” a smile formed on my lips. Ironically, the consequence of the Moon Goddess’ intervention came to be in my benefit. Having Angeline consumed by Darkness was much better than my original plan of simply killing her and having the Moon Goddess prophecy dead with Angeline. I couldn’t take my eyes off Angeline's image. The blackness in her was beautiful, fitting like a glove.

“Ancient devil?” “Absolutely, they are the devil race that already exists even when the first man is exist on this earth.” Abelard pupils enlarge. The dimness in his eyes started to light up. His heart beat faster. For a moment, he looks at Aimer and turns his gaze back to Aahva. His face looked warmer than before, which looked dark and cold. "Continue, tell me evertything!”

Angel and devil. But was it ever bad when Nik was holding my hand? No. Never. Nik moved out of the way and so did Papa. And then I saw them. All the air escaped my body. Neither of their heads had any hair left, only angry red, burnt masses of tangled skin. Their noses and mouths were bleeding and most of their teeth were missing along with their ears. Emilio had one eye missing, like it had been scooped out of his skull. Their torsos had wounds in the shapes of lines and holes from knives, whips, and Goddess knows what else. When my eyes fell on the area between their legs, there was nothing. It was all gone.

ANGEL Something crazy gleamed in his eyes, and then he was laughing. Manically. “You think I’m going to watch your belly swell with his child? Watch you give birth to a piece of Vincent while I stand by and do nothing?” “Please—” “No.” He shook his head slowly, and the smile spread even wider across his face, turning my blood to ice. “No, Angel. That’s not how this works. That thing inside you isn’t a baby. It’s a parasite. It’s an infection. It’s Vincent’s last pathetic attempt to claim what’s mine.”