Novel & Cerita Angel Diablo

DAEM'S POV A girl got the attention of a young man named Daemon Gabrielle Santiago, a happy-go-lucky guy. Everyone knows him to be a lucky man, free, and just enjoying life.But for him, a person's life is only one, so he should be happy. His point is also valid, but everything is still wrong. Is that really the reason why he tries to have fun every day of his life? There are people who hide their tears in happiness, and there are also people who have fun to cover up the sadness of their lives. Daem didn't pay attention to her because she has a slender body, and especially not because of her beautiful face, but because of her eyes full of sadness and her face like an angel with an innocent fa

I missed you my brother", I said happily as I giggled. Aaron and I approached Nikola. "This is Nikola, my fiance," I introduced Nikola. "Aaron Diaz, Heir to the family mafia, Aaron said shaking Nikola's hand as he introduced himself. "Would you like to come in ? " I asked Nikola. He nodded as he followed behind me. We all sat down around the table. My mother introduced herself and we all continued talking. " I wasn't expecting you to come back so soon," My father voiced to me from across the table.

Dante Moretti was angry again. The Devil was angry again. And when the devil is angry, blood follows. He stood still—silent—shoulders squared, chest rising and falling like a man barely holding himself back from ruin. He couldn't believe what his ears heard from Alessia’s mouth. His eyes, once clouded with concern, were now burning coals. Dark. Unforgiving. Dangerous. The kind of stare that made grown men drop to their knees. The kind that whispered of violence without ever raising its voice.

Chapter 2 Angelo; In my world, traitors and snitches are a deadly sin. Unforgivable except through death. I am Angelo Fabian. The number one ruthless Mafia Don in the whole fucking casino. And everyone, I mean, every single fucking individual knows not to mess with me. Standing in front of the three dimwits kneeling before me, rage surged in me as I corked the gun. "Now, are you willing to tell me why the hell none of you bastards have captured that traitor? Do I have to rip your tongue off before I get a goddamn explanation?"

But in reality, they watched silently as everything fell apart around me. I stood up from the floor, lay down on my bed, and took a deep breath. Salvatore is my only hope. I have to make him fall for me again. I did it once, and I can do it again. I need to find out who Romeo and his men sold that woman, Angel, to. I'm sure she's just being used and exploited by whoever that is. The new boy at Narciso's mansion didn't mention anything about the syndicate or whatever loan sharks they owed. All I know is that Angel fell into the hands of people who are ruthless and corrupt.

But not without me having my own personal vendetta and which is to be closer to Deangelo of course and to get him to see me act so concerned about his children. People call it pretense but I simply call it strategy. I continued to wipe Diego’s body just as I had been doing and then he suddenly sat up, he made a sick noise in his throat. His eyes were dull. His hands went to his mouth; he choked, shut his eyes, bent, and then I just knew that the most terrible, horrible, dreadful, awful thing that could happen was going to happen.

Salden, his aide said to him. Kalta stared at his aide and without a word spun around and headed for the hall. "We hail thee, the end of all beginnings." The Death Angels all said in reverence as Kalta walked to take his seat. "Our kingdom, our realm, and our legacy is at war. However, this is not a war against another kingdom or realm, this is a war against an abomination that was committed by our former and weak Lord Adonis. He fell in love and had a child with a woman. The presence of this child had brought in a greater threat into our Kingdom, the Espino."

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.

Can you imagine your absence at the biggest langerie event in Paris? — You said I wasn't the center of attention. — I'm wrong, girl! You know it is! — Louis finished removing the makeup and punched me in the shoulder. — Angel Backer is on the cover of all magazines, a typical beauty of South America, a daring Brazilian! The one that is never late and does not fail in commitment! The one that joined Gucci and abandoned it just to help Diamond grow, even if she had to live in this end of the world that is the city of Boston!

While it was strange, and rather annoying that it took so long, I can’t say I didn’t enjoy my time with the little Human. It’s funny how time can change things. It was almost as if the realms were playing a cruel joke on me. I’m Dominik, the dark side of an Archangel. I have no good in me, and I haven’t loved anyone ever in my entire life. Yet here I am, falling for a frail Human girl with bright blue eyes. How?