Angel With Devil Eyes Novels & Stories

A hatred within them unlike anything I had ever seen. “…A Devil of the Mist,” she finished quietly. “What? What do you mea—.” But before I could ask, she then stood up and began talking as if reciting from an old book. “Beware the Silver Saintess, her hair as silken thread. With her consort mate of power, the people wept and bled.” “Alli—.” “And beware the Siren’s call, his eyes as gold as ore. With whispers of manipulation, they’ll hold you in their thrall. And if you breathe despite this, a devil still awaits. Because forever lives another, the deathless angel mate.”

Seeing that Sylvia and her team just arrived meant that when the spell was cast down, they were not within the premises of the floating island and they were here because of free will. Maleficent’s gaze kept on wavering as she stared at the trio – no – her gaze wavered and her jaws clenched as she stared at Angelo, the angel she killed. His lilac eyes and snow-like blonde hair paired with his arrogant smirk as he walked towards the cluster of students drew every attention of the student towards them.

"O M G! What's this? I must say you're a very, very good artist Bella but what in the name of all that's holy is this? A she-devil?" She giggled once again and when Isabella didn't join in but instead stiffened when she mentioned that, she stopped the giggling and quickly turned to the next page. However, it was the same thing on the next page— that same vaguely familiar face but now with a devil's horns on her head. Without a word, Angelina kept turning the pages but up until the tenth page, there were all drawings of the same woman with different devil's structures on her. Naturally, Angelina's curiosity was piqued. Who was that woman and why did Isabella appear to hate her so much? Unfort

The windscreen had broken and caved in. Angel changed to his full human form, reached for Daniel's forearm and put off the mind-controlling device strapped around his wrist. He had seen the bastard operate it countless times and knew just how it worked. The grounds went deathly quiet. Daniel's eyes flickered open. He first seemed disoriented and then he met Angel’s gaze.. Angel grinned at him but his eyes were icy cold.

Even though the door had just burst open! They have to move fast! But Angel felt burned instead. His face started to get red. ‘Because of those eyes that are looking at me!’ And remembering some snippets of that night. ‘It’s hot.’ Angel’s throat suddenly went dry. ‘I was surprised to see him here.. I knew it was him, the moment I saw his silver eyes behind his mask.’ Angel darted his eyes behind Tony. Refusing to look at his devouring eyes. ‘And his aura. His gait. His build..’

My eyes were dry, unable to produce tears, and the fire crackled as the only answer. Then the sound of an engine joined. Sharply, I whipped my head around and beheld the devil. A real one. Only a devil would enjoy the bath of flames. Hell, he leaned against his car with a cigarette stuck between his lips. Only a devil would smile while watching me without pity. But with awe. I found myself leaving the ground. Regardless of my fraile bones, I remained on my feet. “Tell me, Angelique.” The name rolled off his tongue like a death sentence.

He cursed under his breath. At first prince Arthur couldn't take his eyes off the red ones peering at him, it was as if he has been glued to those flaming eyes, but that spell lost it effect on him the moment he heard another growl from the massive creature laying on the floor with an arrow stuck in his heart. ‘ isn't this what they call caught between the devil and the deep blue sea?, but then no matter how beautiful the sea might appear, the devil you know is far better.’ “Ahhhhhhhh"

The corner of his lips tugged upwards as he gazed at her shivering form. “I was planning on dragging you but you came in the Devil’s den yourself, Angel.” *****

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.

Alyssia persuaded the devil. “Alright, do what you want. But the moment I find this girl’s name in this controversy, she is finished.” He disgorged, clenching his fist. A blaze of indignation was burning furiously in his blue eyes and dripping red flames for me. That gaze literally shook me to my core. His anger nearly killed me.