Angel X Demon Art Novels & Stories

" Marcel asked, a bit impatient and curious at the same time. “Well Angels are noble and selfless beings who enjoy serving both the supreme one, God and other lesser beings like humans and the rest. while Demons are proud and selfish beings who crave to be worshiped by both humans and other powerful beings even God himself. They are also very sexual creatures that would do anything to fulfill their sexual desires," Selena said then took a little pause before continuing. “Laetus on the other hand are either here or there. Either good or bad. They could be any they choose. They could want to serve others or want to be worshiped by others. They ain't bound by any duty or law and can do whatever

Win said, licking at the blood on his lips and taunting him like he want to mess with him. Adom bared his teeth before he pulled out of Win completely. He flipped the young man 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 angel want to play then Adom will be play. He will show his angel who is real boss here, he will show his angel that he is complete on his mercy. He can't even breath without Adom permission.

she finally looked him in the eyes. There is vulnerability there, sadness and confusion. "Who?" it doesn't matter. Even though love is not a sin, emotions are not a part of an Angel. They should stay neutral. Her sin is that she loved a demon. "Azzazal" his eyes widened. They can't be together. Azzazal is the next lord of the Underworld and she is now a human. Even she must know that. Althea is pure, innocent to this world, but she is not stupid.

Gavriel had grown stronger within the spiritual realm to the point that he could now summon and see his angels whenever he needed to confront demonic entities. Althea closed her eyes briefly and whispered to her own angel Aurus, “Be his eyes.” At once, Gavriel’s eyes began to glow, allowing him to clearly see the demonic spirit latched onto his sister. “Riela!” Lord Arturo called out in panic when Riela’s body suddenly began convulsing. The spirit had started manifesting the moment Gavriel approached. Althea quickly grabbed Arturo’s arm when he tried to rush toward her.

This was a question that would lead him to peaking out the training room door, hoping for his first glimpse of the demon king. The castle was quiet despite the multitude of visitors and guards purched at the ready. The Demon king lived up to his name, with blood red hair and piercing black eyes, he in no way looked friendly. To other Demons he was a casanova, taking more than a few lovers, but refusing to marry. He stood tall and fierce as he stared the Angel king dead in the eyes. "Well well. What do you plan on bargaining with this time? You have nothing to offer and you time is running thin." He smirked, his voice sultry and deep. The angel king stared daggers at the other, showing no fal

They are all black with white tips. Alex says that’s how they know that my mother, whoever she was, was an Angel. My demon side is shown through the color change in my eyes. Angels have white/silver eyes, and Demons have neon green eyes and fangs. My eyes are neon green, and I have fangs. Angels don’t develop tattoos as wings. They have wings from the moment they are born. Demons develop tattoos that turn into wings. However, their wings are leathery and clawed; instead of feathered. That’s how they know that I’m a hybrid.

“I’m sorry to say but it’s not that easy. Angels are more sensitive than humans. We have never experienced what humans experience so the urge would be ten times stronger on an angel. Everything would hit at once and Azaliah would need so much self restraint if she wants to go through this without problems. But just as Hagne said…we’ll help you, the whole heaven is behind you. You’ll get through this” Azaliah smiled broadly at her protector and he returned it. “Unfortunately, I don’t think she’ll be alive to even start the first day”. A deep voice sounded behind them. They all turned towards it and gasps of shock escaped their lips. Hagne pointed at the creature in front of them. “Tha-th-at’s

I bent over the dead soldier, my heart heavy as I realized that the same tattoo adorned his neck as well. he design was unlike anything I had seen before, yet there was an unsettling familiarity about it, a memory tugging at the edges of my mind. The tattoo depicted a flying demon, its wings outstretched, eyes aglow with an otherworldly luminescence. The level of detail was astonishing, every line and curve capturing the essence of the creature in a way that was both mesmerizing and disconcerting. The artistry was undeniable, but there was an underlying malevolence that sent shivers down my spine.

Flashback I saw monks. Monks in white robes in a library, reading aloud from a passage. " The demon mate fated for the Lunar Dynamis will come from the direct bloodline of The Demon Lord. He can be killed directly, by ingesting the blood of the Lunar Dynamis on the Blood Moon, when her blood has finished transitioning into what it is meant to be. Half Demon, Half Angel, yet the best of both, although it is known that angel blood and demon do not mix. To her demon mate, her specific angel blood will be a poison, and will for sure result in death for the demon.".

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.