Angel Diablo Novels & Stories

“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.

Miya said genuinely. "Savior!" Chris chuckled again. "Don't think too highly of me. I'd prefer to be a devil." Miya then saw the coldness in his eyes despite his gentle and charming look. He's even better looking than Xenon. Miya thought. He speaks gently, and his smile, sweet, yet his eyes speak coldly. Miya hesitated for a while before she asked, "Could you please tell me how my friend Angela knows? She was terribly hurt. I remember last seeing her lying on the floor by the lift."

Cordelia said as she continued crying. As Jared hung up the call, SAKI already knew what to do. Immediately, he ignited the car they were well on their way immediately Jared was done with the call. After several directions, they finally arrived at Cordelia’s apartment and Jared ran upstairs like he was a fire fighter on a mission. As Jared ran SAKI could only wonder, the angel who had made the mafia this way. As he ran, SAKI tried to put two and tow together. “Or is this the reason why my master wants to kill Brian?”

David Carson David Carson is a well-known young billionaire who is widely admired for his philanthropic activities. However, behind his public persona lies a dark secret - he is actually the notorious mafia kingpin known as "Devil". Despite his reputation as a heartless and ruthless individual, David manages to maintain a façade of a successful businessman to the outside world. David's criminal activities include smuggling and murder, and he takes great pleasure in committing these crimes without leaving any evidence behind. He uses the black money earned from these illegal activities to fund his charity work, thereby creating a false impression of himself as a generous benefactor.

Jason squirmed. “Isabella helped me.” Enrique perked up at this new information. The man looked like a dog with a bone. “Isabella Francisco Javier.” He raised a brow. “Javier’s daughter, the previous leader of (Los soldados del Diablo) the devil’s soldiers.” Jason nodded his head. “When I turned sixteen, I went to her. She always treated me well, even though after what my father did. She told me whenever I wanted out, I should contact her.” He hummed. “You mean after your father killed hers?” Again, he nodded.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

(WARNING: SEXUAL VIOLENCE) Angelina POV Three days. Three days since I last saw happiness. It had been the most terrifying three days of my life. Every day, Ace would come and have his way with me. At first, I cried and struggled for him to stop, but then I gave up. What is the use of saving your virtue when it has already been brutally taken? After that, I would silently stay on my knees until he finished his dirty work. He even started being less violent; I guess he understood that I wouldn't fight it. And since yesterday, I had been feeling sick. I even threw up on myself last night. My body smelled of puke and dirt. He had tied my hands to hooks on the wall and my legs to a chain. My han

Carlos remained calm. Ignoring their conversation I quickly turned my attention back to Damon and Diego. "Diego what are you doing, He is my friend remove your knife" I demanded angrily. Diego looked taken back by my confession "This man is your friend? Angel he works for the men that kidnapped you, he is no friend to you" He said firmly shaking his head left to right in disagreement. "Diego if you do not remove the knife from his neck I will cut you myself" I spat angrily.

I told him gripping tighter. We stopped in front of the huge fire eating up the trees covering the large tract. The fire bringing such a huge distraction looked like it’s speaking death to anyone who’s gonna run though it but I can’t feel it’s heat. Angelo walked in it like a god of fire. It doesn’t even touch his skin as he calmly walked on it. He stopped to look at me, offering his hand. The fire’s light made Angelo look different. It is reflected to his eyes making it look like burning too.

Angel The English class is extremely boring. The teacher's voice is monotonous, and the only thing that I'm trying to do is keeping my eyes open. After a few minutes, a paper ball is tossed on my table. Can I Get Your Number? ;) Daniel I scoff rather loudly, making the whole class, including the teacher to turn and look at me. I cough, and once their attentions are back on the boring text, I turn to glare at Daniel. I ball up the paper and throw it at his head. He is part of Ace's group of friends. Another bad boy player.