Angel Diablo Novels & Stories

the device tried again. “Cristiano, that's the devil's alluring voice. Do not succumb to it again, my son. Be steadfast ”, Azrael whispered to his human and crushed the filigree thing in his fist. Safe was safe. “Yes Lord, I'll do anything, Lord. I will be steadfast, I will not disappoint you, sir ”, Cristiano replied quickly, with a fanatical twinkle in his eyes looking up at the supposed angel. Azrael's mind again encompassed that of the man, and he continued to quote:

The ritual bowl at her feet pulsed gently, reminiscent of a heartbeat. The blood within no longer flowed like a liquid. It was beginning to stir. She murmured the ancient words, from a tongue older than any scripture, and the blood began to take shape—first a circle, then the mark of flame. A name ignited in her mind. Adrianna. The final soul. The daughter of Giovanni Moretti.

“It’s one of the reason why we fight. But… but, Angelito is gay.” She chuckles when hearing what he says. Diana knew it all along, so she isn’t surprised at all. Denver pressed his lip to ease the tension clouding inside his head. His breath is also stuffy when Diana smiles like crazy. “Other than that?” The cute boy yelps. His eyes are looking in different corners of the room, avoiding her eyes. “I’m not confident to tell this to anyone, but Angelito is my old friend.” Out of her extreme startled, Diana dropped the pen she was holding. It’s only sometimes when she starts working directly with Angelito… so she doesn’t know about this. The only thing she knew was his boss liked him the most.

“We’re wiping out the Falconi family. I want blood for Rachel.” When Leonardo didn’t move, I grabbed the back of his neck and yanked him forward violently, forcing our faces inches apart. “I don’t repeat myself. Go. Call everyone.” Leonardo sounded uneasy. “Don Medici, I don’t think this is a rational decision.” Grief weighed heavily in his tone as he said, “Rachel is gone, and everyone is mourning her, but business is still business.” He paused before continuing, “A full-scale war will only lead to the family’s destruction.”

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

A sharp graze of the venom that lurked in his eyes. I swallowed dryly, my drink freezing over from my fingertips. “I… I don’t understand how this has to do anything with my father. You want to play a sick game with me? Fine, I’ll humor you. But p-please, please let him go, Christian.” “Hmm, you do remember my name. That’s pleasantly ironic.” “Did you forget mine?” “Angel.” He savored it, sweet and sinful, dark eyes locked on mine. “Not for a moment. Again, do you have even the slightest idea how upsetting it was to have to find out that a population of over 30,000 blondes bear that name in America?”

OF ALLIES, FLINGS & ENEMIES ~STEPHAN All my life, I've had a myriad of feelings ranging from fear to despair to grief to hopelessness, and rage. I had it rough growing up. Even though I was born into luxury, I had to fight for everything, even my life. Thaddeus "El Diabolo" Delmundo was many things. A strategist, a murderer, a warrior, a thief, a cheat, and a liar. He had no interest in being a father and he made that very clear.

Impatient to devour the flesh of his victims. Having their screeching screams and pleas fill his ears, it was always melodious to his ears. He loved when his victims please for their life, like it depended on him. Which it did at that point. But no matter the pleas, he never forgives. If he was nice with them, he would let them chose how he would kill them. But forgiveness was never in his chronicle, thus his name...El diablo. But first, he would exercise a little patience and wait for his men to give the feedback he asked for. Then he would hunt down his victims by himself and collects back what was stolen from him.

Can he tell that I might be in trouble? As if on cue, his deep voice floods my mind. My knees tremble from the intensity of it. 'Angel? What's wrong?' I don't answer, determined to make her talk. "Do you know who I am?" Sabrina growls as she moves. She's increasing in height, her skin turning dark blue. Her eyes are a bright yellow colour. Holy shit. "I'm not sure. Why don't you tell me what you are?" I say, even though my heart is racing now.

Isabella said annoying Camila "What is wrong with you? Are you for me or against me? You know what? The reason why I failed is because I have an enemy for a friend. A devil who calls herself my best friend but only works against me. Wait, are you helping the Carters?" Camila asked "Camila, you don't see it when someone cares about you, do you? If I am not supporting any of your plans is because I know it will not bring you happiness," Isabella said getting down to of bed and standing on the other side of the bed facing Camila.