Angel X Demon Manga Novels & Stories

Her red hair was growing pale and dull – almost as grey as her skin. “Beta Roger, who is this girl?” “It’s ironic that her name is Angel when that Demon-hybrid showed her to her doom. Now she will be an angel of Hell or not even that. As you know, the souls of those who die consumed by dark magic are forever lost. She won’t ever make it to heaven or hell,” he said casually, his eyes still fixed on his phone. So that was what Elijah was: a Demon-hybrid. Yet our Alpha did his bidding. How I wish I was brave enough to take my family and leave this pack. Except it wasn’t that easy, and I was too tired.

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.

An Angel then threw a bolt of energy toward the Demons and the humans. “She cannot stop this with words! Let us finish the battle. Angels will rule all!”. An angel called out. The Demons were about to lob energy orbs to the other side while the humans ran around. The Princess stood on the pillar and saw all of this. She raised her hand, and somehow all the angels that were ready to fight were on the ground. The demons that were ready to fight were on their knees. She turned to Mitsuhide, and he saw her eyes turn black. He smiled at her.

I didn’t want anyone to think I was somehow weak. The old fox laughed again. “Like Demon, there are many different Angel. You have Angel of Mercy. Angel of Death. Angel of Righteousness. Angel of Vengeance. The very devil himself is Angel.” Huh, I never thought of it that way. “Here. Demon.” The old fox motioned for his daughter who brought a long box over. “My gift to you and your mate.”

He'd been hit, not badly, but a small trickle of blood was snaking from his temple where the skin had reddened instantly. Furious, I reached out and sent a torrent of fireballs at the Dominion, my rage burning deep within as I unleashed it all on the oncoming Angel, which sped towards us on nimble feet, its body sliding through the onslaught, bending and twirling, achieving seemingly impossible angles to dodge the Endorian flames. I kept on going, now joined by Ethan, and just when I thought the Dominion would manage to reach us, I watched, amazed, as a bolt of Ethan's energy and the blue flames from my own hand intertwined as they flew through the air, sparks flying from the connection of o

I answer, loosening the first arrow of the day, feeling it being replaced immediately, and preparing for a really fucking long day. Angel wastes no time besides us, she calls her magic, covering her hands and feet. She then closes her eyes, and I feel my matebond flare, pulse and settle. My demon side purrs inside me, and then someone answers. Warmth, haste and a promise coming along the bond Angel clearly awoke.

ANASTASIA___ The principal and two more Angels come along with the fifteen students in the Demon realm. The place where the Sword was placed was unbelievably beautiful. As soon as we reached there, using our master's teleportation power, Demons attacked us. And I have to say there were many. They have the wings, and heads of bulls but can stand on two feet. Some looked like humans but had magical powers. Everyone starts fighting with the Demons. The more we kill, the more comes out. So the students who have elemental powers started to use their powers to defeat the Demons. With me, Hazel, Liam, Kai, Lina, Christian, and the other students were also there.

Fujin asks. “The killer here is named Damian Morningstar, though he may have the powers of a demon, only an Angel can harm a spirit! Find him and bring him to me!” “What is your price?” Hanzo asks. “Your freedom from the Netherrealm and the torture of the first Demon Angel hybrid.” All four of them seem to come to an agreement as they nod their heads at each other. “We will bring you the Demon Angel named Damian Morningstar as promised, Lord Raiden.” They bow their heads. Good. The prophecy must never happen!

The Demon seemed disgusted with the words coming out of his mouth, which made me smile. “Tell the Boogieman he can have lunch with any fruity drink he likes, Angelica and I have plans,” I sneered, wanting to rip the Demon’s throat out and watch him choke on his own blood as his body struggled to regenerate before I ripped it out again. The Demon narrowed his eyes. “Watch your step, Sandman, Al is being overly kind to you in the matter of the female.”

It was like a headily spiced wine that was smooth yet leaves a trail of fire in one’s throat—no, it was like an aged cognac, fragrant and spicy. Crocell dived into his safe place, kissing his beloved angel passionately—tongues clashing against each other in a battle of dominance. Lux may not look like it but he’s quite competitive. He doesn’t like lying down just to take it. He may be faint and dainty but Crocell is fucking sure he has better stamina than him and the demon lives for it. “I will always love you. In any lifetime.” Crocell whispered into his lover’s face who is beautifully contorted in pleasure—they both know whatever they have is bound to end. A demon and an angel? Together? T