Angelic Demon Novels & Stories

Now that I knew about his wickedness, the slightest change in his emotion scared me to death. “Let me go!” I shivered with my eyes closed. “I’ll forgive you for what you did and won’t send any priests after you. What I can’t do is continue a relationship with a demon. I am begging you to spare my life. You’ll find a better woman than me.” “Do you even know what a demon is, Cass?” Desmond asked rather calmly. “A fallen angel, Satan’s minion, the foulest creature on Earth,” I answered with shut eyelids.

VENITA: The pain I experienced was beyond words. I felt violated and manipulated. Now, I understand the saying, 'The demon you know is better than the angel you don't know.' Landon, the angel in my life, turned out to be a stranger. Standing before me, his form half-transformed, he resembled a wild beast thirsting for blood.

he stood up to leave. “Then I will take my leave. Take care Lucifer” he said I nodded and said “You too” I was leaving from there when my phone vibrated. I looked at that. My angel texted me Good Night. I smirk. I kept the phone back in my pocket. She is really an angel. I have done all the things which her mind could only think about me. I will fill her mind with my thoughts. But, she already fell on his trap. Now, the devil successfully trapped her heart in love. What will happen when she sees his real devil self?

This was where the demon would attempt its final ascension, seizing complete control over Alex's body and soul. Without wasting a moment, Mia and Heartman began the ancient chants, their voices harmonizing with an ethereal resonance that filled the chamber. The words reverberated through the air, a powerful incantation designed to weaken the demon's grip and dismantle the altar. But just as the chants reached a crescendo, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The stone floor cracked open, and Alex emerged, flanked by his loyal followers who had been twisted and corrupted by the demon's influence. Their eyes glowed with a sinister crimson light, and the air crackled with malevolent energy

He stood at the entrance, ready to embark on his daring quest. As he approached the gates, the shapeless demons sensed his presence and began to materialize, their forms shifting and contorting in the darkness. Their eyes glowed with an eerie light, and their mouths twisted into wicked grins. Azazel knew that defeating these demons would not be an easy task, but he was prepared to face any challenge to reach his love Azrael.

Paralyzed with fear, she watched as the smoky figure loomed closer, its presence suffocating and terrifying. Around her, her comrades stood in a tense silence, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene. The demon, moving with an unsettling deliberateness, slowly ventured towards Belle, its form shifting and writhing as it advanced, drawing ever nearer to the trembling woman who had summoned it from the abyss. "A soul of a lowly harlot's offspring, hahaha," the demon intoned, its voice an indistinct amalgamation. Was it male or female? Such distinctions were irrelevant, for demons were once angels, and angels transcend human notions of gender.

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

“That means... some other gods had also created some worlds similar to this one too...” And, after all, to discern who was able to love and who wasn’t, the real God would need some balance. Angels and Demons. The self-proclaimed ‘gods’. If Ayja and Anatoli chose love, maybe they would find the truth about the real God who gave them those power in the first place. And then, Andrius turned evil... “It’s clear that both Ayja and Anatoli might be the Angels, and then Andrius chose to be the Demon,” Liam muttered.

” He let out a small laugh, obviously amused by my unusual question, lightly shaking his head, “No. They’re punished demons.” “Huh?” I stared up at him, evident confusion written all over my face before he calmly answered, “They’re demons who disobeyed either Lucifer or I so as a punishment they often become our servants for a certain amount of time.” “Oh...” I slowly nodded even though still feeling a little weirded out. Demon maids...sheesh...creepy. I mentally cringed a little while we continued our way straight towards the grand living room, where the other archangels were supposed to be.

he tells us. It's history we should both know, and Oliver probably does. My mother taught me from home, and the history of the Demon's and Angel's is was not included in my education. "I wish the Angel's had been more thorough after they won, in killing all the Demon's before they fled to whatever sky Kingdom they come from," Oliver says, looking at me. I give him an affirming nod. Kastriv's gloved finger taps rhythmically on the arm of his chair. "The Angel's are perfectly moral, however they are unopposed to those who do not think like them. Demon's have always been benign creatures of nature."