Angel X Demon Art Novels & Stories

Raven went on with the ritual. A dagger was pointed below Angelica's neck. The mercy that was once in Raven's eyes has ran away from him. Raven was now in his completely demon form. His inky hair grew more longer as it poured down messily over his face, spreading above his shoulders. His eyes became red and his nails lengthened. The dagger was used to slit Angelica's throat. The flaming eyes of Lucifer was shot closed as he prevented himself from seeing the scene. Blood profusely came out from the slitted part. The blood made it's way into the bowl mixed with the incense. The blood sent into the incense made every dead creature and paintings on the wall begin to move. All sarcophagus were op

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

His bat-like wings stood proud and wide behind him, while his normally smooth skin was scaly. “Fuck me,” I cursed, backing away to the stairs. This was my first time seeing a demon, and the other times I’d come in contact with demons, darkness masked them, so I didn’t get to see their true form. I wasn’t sure what I’d been expecting when I’d envisioned demons in my head, but the look in Nathaniel’s eyes was far from welcoming. He looked terrifying, like he was a second away from tearing my head off. I wasn’t about to stick around to see if he’d do exactly that, seeing as I did not know how demons worked.

The hiccup unwantedly left my mouth, "I'd really thought we had a special connection, I thought our bond is special like those couples in the books." "We of course have a special connection, Angel. You are my mate," He spoke caressing my cheek, "But our relationship is something different than humans because I am not a....human." So wasn't I.... "What are you then?" I found myself asking. "A Lycan," He sighed out. Lycan......

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

Running is useless. If we fight, blood will paint the lawn, and she'll see exactly what kind of creature I really am. I don't want her to see that yet. So I cup her face with both hands and press my palms over her ears. "Close your eyes, Angel," I whisper. "Trust me. Just for a few seconds." A tear slips down her cheek. Then she nods once and shuts her eyes. I gather the demon energy coiled at the base of my spine. The air thickens, the temperature dropping.

Allena said, licking at the blood on her lips and taunting him like she wants to mess with him. Jonathan bared her teeth before he pulled out of Allena completely. He flipped the young woman over, eliciting a yelp of surprise as the demons skittered back to the sides of the altar. The angel braced himself on his elbows as the devil pushed back inside, loving the erotic image of his massive cock sinking into his lover. His lover wants to play then Jonathan will be play. He will show his lover who is really boss here, he will show his lover that she is complete on his mercy. She can't even breath without Jonathan permission.

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

Olivia thought resting her head on Ethan's shoulder "What is going on exactly? Who is this Martin guy? If he is that rich and powerful, how come I never heard of him?" Andrews thought grinding his teeth as he focused his gaze on the road with a frown. "God, thank you for bringing Olivia back safely but I have one problem though. I only asked you to keep Olivia safe and help us find her. I don't recall asking you to bring my demon from the past," Mr Carter thought. "So I have one question for you God; Why did you bring back the demon? You didn't even ask my opinion. What was that?" Mr Carter thought annoyed.

And I wanted to become as awe-inspiring and menacing as he was. Meanwhile, the demon wrapped his wings around himself and all of a sudden, started shrinking. In a minute, the pangram contained a rather cute-looking noble. You'd never guess who he was if you didn't know! He had golden hair, blue eyes, and marble-white skin. He was so thin, you'd think he would break if you blew on him. Instead of a whip, he had a rose in his hand. The rose was the last straw. I had no words. Yet the demon finally spoke up, like wind roaring outside the windows of the old tower.