Angel X Demon Art Novels & Stories

"You know it's hard to comprehend." "No kidding." "Then why did you do it?" "You know why I had to do it, your Highness," Bagdana said. A sigh slipped from Alex and he raked a hand through his hair. With his back to him, his shoulders spelled withheld anger and ready to burst rage. In this body where a Wolf and a demon lived, all he could think of was fighting off everyone who had upset him. This was new. He was slowly accepting that he was a demon. "I'm not the Devil Prince. All that had been a nightmare, right?"

The word tore from my throat as I slid down the counter, my legs unable to hold me. I’d butcher men without remorse and paint their blood on the walls as if it was some fucking piece of art. But this...this was different. My soul laid bare, utterly consumed by rage and anguish. My men stayed with me and watched their mafia king break apart, waiting for the explosion. My wrath would awaken the demon inside me, summon hell, and unleash my demons to wreak havoc on Earth to avenge my Angel. “How did they get to her?” My voice was hoarse, the words muffled as I spoke into my hands.

His eyes flashed, “Now don’t cheapen yourself like that. You’re nothing human. You are an angel. You’re all angels.” He gestured around to the painting where the images focused on what made each woman beautiful, Sally’s hair, the next woman’s hip, another woman’s lips, and on and on. “And you’re a fucking demon!” I cursed, feeling more helpless than all the times I had been bound, whether in real torture, or bed play. My body wasn’t responding no matter how much I tried, and it almost seemed as if I was here on purpose, sitting like a coward, when I could run out the door.

With each strike landing on his already battered body, I felt his skull begin to cave, bones crunching under my knuckles, the wolf's wretched blood splattering my chest; his eye exploded, spraying up my face, grinning darkly, pleased to feel Ares's satisfaction. I could feel him in my mind, adrenaline fueling us both, as my fists slammed unapologetically into what used to be his nose and eye sockets—growling like a wild animal guarding his kill against others, seeing a hand touch my prey. Snapping my head around to face the lush green eyes of my angel, my eyes flared with the demonic fury I felt rippling through me until I heard her sweet voice filter through my anger. "Come back to me, Ace!

As soon as the lady turns to face her, she asked, "What does the Angel look like? Is he really scary? Because Arwha seemed to be more troubled after meeting him." "How do I say this..." Amorivia stopped to think and then continues. "Nisemono has beautiful lonely eyes, he is also handsome, he has kinda long hair that reaches his eyebrows. But if he shows you an evil grin, that is when you get scared. He has this aura that says 'I'm dangerous. You are in danger.' You just don't know what he is thinking." From what Amorivia said, she does not want to meet him. But since he is the enemy, It won't be avoided that they will meet sooner or later. It has made her heart pounding.

He realized she was his hope, a ray of light that drowned his misery and gloom and painted a fresh picture of the perfect sunset, making it shine as bright as her personality. Angela felt no less as she stared in Mason's steely eyes, she felt all her anger and frustration washing away. He was just like that. Leaving her defensless under the dangerous weapons of his charm. With just one look of his, she could melt away, like an ice cream in a desert. (Ok. That was weird 😂 ik but this is Angel we're talking about and she's weird) She felt like she would fall down right now by intensity of his eyes. Damn him, he always knew how to charm her. But right now, he was doing that without doing anyth

I really appreciate Mom for doing this. I opened my laptop and search many types of demons. I am becoming more desperate each day on finding out the mystery behind Dark Hades. Is there a chance that among all the demons he was different? Now I understand why he only comes out when there’s an incident or accident is happening because he is a demon. He lives in trouble and sins but he was once an angel. Would it be possible for him to go back being an angel? This is making me crazy! All the information I found out are all on the bible that mom were saying about. When I feel okay and fine I went back to work. Mom was still here and I know she won’t be bored because she always visits her friend’

Arth’s eyes went down to the floor where he saw a sliced arm, with much blood flowing out of it, realizing it was Kael’s arm that had been cut off. “I do not know if I would be pleased to find you still alive,” the demon spoke in a dark voice with a smirk plastered on his face; dark veins visible on his forehead and neck. The demon had almost reached its full form, consuming Lucas’ body as a whole. More black lines and symbols had marked his arms … along with the devil wings at his back … and the horns at his head.

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

Angel is a demon and not a ghost! That's why he keeps on telling me that he's real. He was able to use a face that would not freak me out. But the moment he showed me his real face, I didn't know how to unsee it. The best thing I can do is to just ignore his presence.