Angelic Demon Novels & Stories

“Do you want the blood of eight people, fresh and warm?” Ak-kvir considered my words for a moment. “Yes.” “Get me to them, and I’ll grant you their bodies and their blood.” “What about their souls?” “I can always summon another,” I hinted. The demon growled, clearly unhappy. “I will get you there, all r-r-right. Bodies and blood are mine?” “Yes. A necromancer’s word.” “Climb up.” I laughed at his inanity. “Should I take a whip? An oath, you beast!”

Ashton shook his hand reluctantly, eyeing the male carefully. "Damien and you are?" The Demon's voice as sultry as before. The angel breathed deeply before answering. "Ashton. I'm aware you're here to negotiate the new treaty?" A deep chuckle escaped the other male's lips. "Oh right to business and no fun I see? What a shame. Such a waste." His words causing a light blush to form on Ashton's otherwise ivory skin.

Damien appeared out of the blue and then hang his arms to the man’s neck. The man whom he called Xavier quickly gushed out and pushed the demon, "Don't you dare call me friend, you fiend." Xavier glared at the demon. “You knew each other?” Chris blurted out. Damien didn’t answer and went in front of the man. He grinned, “Are you still angry about your first assignment?" The demon laughed, "Having deep resentment is bad for angels like you, don’t you know that?” Truth quickly unfolded through their conversation. So he's an angel? Chris thought.

Is he blind to the fact that someone is in pain here? Suddenly, Adrastos' cheerful look vanished and was replaced with a lethal one. He gave me a piercing look. "We are demons? We're devils because we murder people, that's what you think, right? Do you see who we're attempting to kill here? We are annihilating sinful individuals across the earth. So, what do you name yourself after committing so many crimes around the globe that you're contemplating to commit suicide here? An angel in disguise? You should be not a hypocrite. If I am a demon, you are also a demon," he said solemnly.

Standing in front of her, in the same way he was earlier, with his hands behind him and an expressionless face, was the golden eyed demon. It was then that everything clicked. The demon was not trapped. He never was. “And I believe I told you, you would not get another chance.” Suit’s voice was as soft as a whisper, yet every being present could clearly hear him. The angel made a split-second decision, and that was to abandon the body she possessed. She was going make a hasty and forceful escape. Just like how demons or angels were forcefully removed by a third party. Such a forceful ejection usually carried with it a burst of holy or demonic power which acted as a small explosion to nearby

She says softly with disbelief in her eyes. "Demons are just angels who have fallen from grace." I replied. "How does an angel fall from grace?" Luna asks as she raises an eyebrow at me.. "Well most angels fall from grace because they disobey or ignore a direct order from the high council. When that happens they are sent to the demonic realm and are reborn as demons." I replied. "Then why do demons work so closely with angels?" She asks.

somewhere inside of me I know he is right because this doesn't have anything to do with Zee if Ash theory is right. "She's the devil's spawn." Brandon states and I smile a little. "Actually, demons are the devil's spawn." I correct and Brandon rolls his eyes. "Whatever, then she is the demon's spawn. That kind of makes her grandfather the devil. Good enough." My smile widens slowly. "Actually, the devil's name is Lucifer and he was an angel of heaven before he fell so he's still an angel so technically you're calling her an ang-"

She had to tell me what he was, what made him so special and what those things behind him were. “You’ve heard stories, right?” she said quietly. “About Angels? My breath caught. “Yes,” I replied. “Supernatural beings that protect the earth, they are in heaven with God, he is the all time supreme being.” “Humans,” she rolled her eyes. “Well, there's a little truth in it. The supreme one and all, after all, he's the one that cast demons here.” I nodded, soaking in all the information. “So he is—”

I ball my fists. He gets up to introduce himself. “I'm Justin.” Fine, fucker, I'll play along for now. She would be seeing my fucking cousin. Fucking angels look like models with flawless skin, light eyes, and perfect hair. While we demons tend to have darker features and a lust for tattoos. Angels are the quaffed elite, while demons are rugged bikers. However, besides appearances, there are many differences between angels and demons. Demons are loyal to a fault while angels are our polar opposites until they find their mate. That's why I'm going to revel in taking his player ass down. “Damon,” I reply curtly. That fuck knows he's just using her, and I bet she's got no clue. Hell, he shouldn

But his brain and his heart was in sync, and doing somersaults and singing Britney fucking Spears’ Toxic. Then zip. Jeans gone. Fingers trailing down. Over his underwear. Then the man cupped it. Angel gasped. His whole body lit up like a bloody Christmas tree with boundary issues. ‘God, it was delicious.’ “Ahhh… hahhh… please…” Angel moaned. “Please what?” the demon teased. “D-do something… anything, you psychotic incubus!” The demon leaned in—smirking. His eyes were glowing like polished steel. Like molten silver.