Angel X Demon Art Novels & Stories

Levi reminds him, as they both turn towards me with hungry filled eyes. "Fuck, Angel." Salem moans at the sight of me touching myself. "Oh, she's far from an angel, can't you see?" Levi smirks. "You're right. She's much more breathtaking than one." Salem retorts making me blush. He moves back in between my legs, before looking deep into my eyes. "Are you ready, Angel?" he asks me softly, gently running his hands up and down my thighs. "Yes." I moan, more then ready.

the sun is burning the side of his cheek, oh no, I cover the ray of the sun with my wings, for a moment I forget the infant is a vampire, he wound heal. "Today must be my lucky day," someone says behind me, immediately I spread my wings ready to fly, the baby starts crying again, I land back on the ground and cover the infant with my wings I can't fly now the baby will turn to ashes and I can't be invisible carrying the baby, I look at the... I will say old human but she has a strange aura around her, I am a young angel I don't know much about humans and the creature of the earth except what I read in the great book, I look at her again, with the mix of black, white and red around her, yes.

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.

She said sweetly, leaning into him. "It's alright baby..." He turned to face Samantha and the look on her face amused him greatly. "Let me go get you ladies some drinks while you get to know each other. I'll be right back." He said, registering the look of horror on both their faces and left anyways, not giving them a chance to reply. He had only one intention in mind and that was getting his angel away from that demon that called himself Ronald.

I tore off his tie and pressed it against his wound, trying to stop the bleeding. “Hold on. I’ll call an ambulance.” “No… I can feel it… I’m not going to make it…” He lifted his ruined left hand and, with blood-soaked fingers, touched my face. “Rachel… can you forgive me?” I sighed and said, “I forgive you, Victor Medici.” A brilliant light exploded in his eyes, like he was burning through the last of his life. “I love you… Rachel… I really do… One last time… I want to hear you say it again… say you love me…”

she said and cursed herself that she was blushing yet again. “What things have you read, angel?” he asked, looking very amused. “I know there are people that enjoy treating their sexual partner like a pet. Leaches, cages, pet bowls,” she told him, trying to be brave enough to meet his eyes, but failing and instead looking down. “I’m not interested in you being my literal pet, angel. I just want you at my beck and call. I want you to respect me, my word is the law. Surrender your body to me and give up all other things in your life for three years. You will be by my side when I need you, you will be in meetings if I wish so, you will see some shit and I expect you not to go crazy or freak the

"No! I am not going to do anything until you tell me–holy freaking sh*t!" Ethan accidentally pushed a human-sized angel statue beside the fireplace. They heard clicking sounds before the angel statue slide aside with the wall behind it, revealing a stair leading somewhere down. None of them was able to react for a full minute. Their eyes just kept shifting back forth from each other, both riddled with confusion. "What is this place?" Ethan exclaimed while scanning the spacious room that is filled with all kinds of weird stuff. "I have never seen these things before in my life." Andra stated with astonishment.

Anjali felt a wave of shame, yet there was an unfamiliar tickle on her skin—perhaps because Alex was the first to touch her in such a manner. “Did you enjoy that?” Alex asked with a smirk. “No! I don’t! You are my brother-in-law; this isn’t fair. It’s a sin!” Anjali stammered. “Guess what? I revel in sin because I am the devil in human form,” Alex declared proudly. “But I am human; I believe in God. Please, don’t make me part of your sins,” Anjali pleaded, tears welling in her eyes. Alex wiped her tears with his thumb and then sucked it. “No, baby girl. You are my angel—an angel who has caught the devil’s eye. Soon, this angel will be caged by the devil,” he laughed.

She checked herself at the vanity mirror and she had a truly depressing look. Her hair was a crow's nest and her deep coloured lipstick smeared all over her mouth. She looked like Harly Quinn with all those smudged products all around her eyes. Abruptly, she heard the door open, slipping her attention to who it was. Lucifer invaded the room; wearing a black sweatshirt and sweat pants including a damp towel hanging on his shoulder. His vague stubbles were cleaned off and the pleasant smell of mint expelled from him. "Where am I?" Angela asked sluggishly. The hangover had not completely worn off from her body.

If I knew that he's going be the demon that pries on my soul, I wouldn't have met him. His eyes, his dark brown doe eyes which used to depict pure warmth and affection, were now dripping of dominance and cruelty. His doe eyes were no longer innocent, but they're flaring with rage. Against me! He looked like he wanted to see me suffering, the corner of his lips were tugged up forming a satisfying smirk. The man whom I used to adore transformed into a man whom I would like to erase from my life. Seeing him smiling, hearing his voice, sensing his presence gives me shivers.