Angel Diablo Novels & Stories

"But believe me, I didn't betray you. We can't undo the past, but we can shape the future if we work together." As his words continued to reverberate within the space, a transformation seemed to unfurl before me. Antonio's identity emerged, an intricate mosaic of lineage and legacy. His voice, infused with a potent mixture of authority and ancestral lineage, resonated like the echoes of a distant storm. He unveiled himself as Antonio Rico Luca, the descendant of Luca Osvaldo, a figure shrouded in the mystique of a Dark Angel of merciless Deaths. The weight of his lineage bore down upon his declaration, an assertion of power and consequence that sent ripples of apprehension through me.

Fenrir said suddenly turning serious. "I don't want my girl to get hurt" Adonis blurted out with difficulty, as if he couldn't let go. "I will never hurt her, Angelo. She is a treasure that if one has they would seek for no other. If she becomes mine I will never cheat on her, besides, after our sex I have never cheated on get, ever" Fenrir said making Angelo glare at him. "You haven't cheated on her? I'm still quite shocked that you have ravaged my beautiful daughter and you are here proudly saying it to my face whilst also saying that you won't cheat on her?" Angelo boomed in annoyance but pain could be seen, hidden deep inside his voice. Fenrir smirked "Angel is so beautiful and irresisti

His eyes met mine and I could see the same shade of blue in them as Seraphine's. "You dare interfere in the Valli's family business?" I almost let out a bitter laughter at his words. "I don't recall Dante being a Valli." I spat coldly. "I'm here for him." El Diablo's eyes darkened, his gaze narrowing on me. "My men will kill you where you stand, woman." He threatened with a hiss. Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, Dante quickly pulled out his own gun, aiming it at El Diablo. "Don't forget about me." He said, a wicked but faint smile curling his lips.

Dante's POV The serpent had grown wings. Victor freaking Di Angelo. The bastard was a fucking pain in my side. My neck. Hell, every fucking where. I sighed heavily massaging my temple. The bastard had been the one to gun down some of my men in Guerrero. And I was sure as hell going to repay the favour. But not yet. I had a feeling the regulators from the syndicate were lurking around the corner. Waiting for some useless attempt at a clamp down. They'd love to stamp over me.

The word tore from my throat as I slid down the counter, my legs unable to hold me. I’d butcher men without remorse and paint their blood on the walls as if it was some fucking piece of art. But this...this was different. My soul laid bare, utterly consumed by rage and anguish. My men stayed with me and watched their mafia king break apart, waiting for the explosion. My wrath would awaken the demon inside me, summon hell, and unleash my demons to wreak havoc on Earth to avenge my Angel. “How did they get to her?” My voice was hoarse, the words muffled as I spoke into my hands.

💮Third Person💮 Luca chased after Angel as she stormed out of the house, grabbing her wrist gently once they were outside. Tears streamed down her face, her sobs raw and heavy. “Angel,” he called softly, his voice laced with concern. She cried harder, her voice breaking. “Luca, I’m sorry. Are you—” “Ashamed of you?” He finished, lifting her chin to meet his gaze. “You really don’t listen, sis. I could never be ashamed of you, but….” Her eyes searched his, waiting for him to continue, her breath hitching. “I know I’m nothing compared to Raul Favio D’Amano,” Luca said, his tone firm, “but when it comes to my sister, I won’t let anyone hurt her. So do me a favor and tell that m

“Do not worry. April will be taken care of. You did good, baby brother. Maybe saved the world last night. Happiness should be easy now.” His finger lifts again. “Go on. Press the button. Let us watch the fire together. Like old times.” The answer comes steady. “You do it. Killing ends here.” A shrug. No argument. The button is tapped. Smoke floods the screen almost instantly. Flames roar up, bright and hungry. Bodies vanish behind heat and fire. Turning away feels impossible. “I have a pathologist ready,” Abel says softly. “He will swear that body down there is yours. The chopped pieces, I mean. Diego becomes Diablo. You walk free. Poetic.”

“Since I heard he found his mate I've been looking for ways to get into the kingdom to see if she's still breathing or did you think he killed her already." “I think you should eat your food quietly, since you said you are bored under the sea, how about I send someone to cause trouble for your people so that you can be kept entertained for some months. " You are mean,” he said, going back to eating his food quietly." Niles Ohio and other warriors couldn't believe this childish god was one of the ruthless fallen angels.

“I don't think we should worry about that. He could always come back, plus we have his daughter now…” I didn't allow Ace’s sinister-sounding brother to finish his sentence, and dropped a glass of wine on Ace’s shoe. “What the fuck, Angel!” He barked at me, I quickly made my way up. To say he's angry would be an understatement, he was fuming, and looked like he's ready to kill someone. “I'm sorry!” I said, my voice breaking. Tears were already starting to form in my eyes. . "You can't just throw wine on people and expect to get away with it by a simple sorry, doesn't work like that," he denounced. I glanced at his fist, and he was shaking, his eyes still pinned on me.

"You want me to leave?Come on, I am your sweet brother, be nicer,you dark hair devil” He looked up from his little act and found Anthonio glaring at him unimpressed. "Fine, fine," he said, raising his hands in surrender. "I'm leaving. No need to get all worked up." He turned on his heel and started to walk away. Anthonio wanted to take a step forward then Damon spoke again. “You act like she is the next Diana”. Angela never heard of that name,but whosoever that was, had a huge effect on Mr Anthonio ,she could feel his hands shaking after that statement.