Angelic Monsters Novels & Stories

The hands of demonic rejects sprung out at her from the shadows, grabbing her delicate skin and pulling her back into the darkness, whispering her deepest fears into her ear. "You are evil, like him." "You did this to them!" "Their blood is on your hands!" "They are dying because of you, for you!" "Accept the truth… you're a monster." "Like father, like daughter." As quick as she broke free from their grasp, another set of hands would take their place and try to chip away at her resolve. I could feel the anger rising in her; with a frustrated scream, she exposed her glorious angelic wings, one bright white, tinged with shimmers of light, the other breath-taking ebony tainted with luscious ob

she said and cursed herself that she was blushing yet again. “What things have you read, angel?” he asked, looking very amused. “I know there are people that enjoy treating their sexual partner like a pet. Leaches, cages, pet bowls,” she told him, trying to be brave enough to meet his eyes, but failing and instead looking down. “I’m not interested in you being my literal pet, angel. I just want you at my beck and call. I want you to respect me, my word is the law. Surrender your body to me and give up all other things in your life for three years. You will be by my side when I need you, you will be in meetings if I wish so, you will see some shit and I expect you not to go crazy or freak the

This action seemed familiar and gave him a very disgusting déjà vu. Caelum looked up at her, she was already bending in front of him in a way that her boobs were just inches away from his touch. But there, there, Angela had made a terrible mistake. Caelum let go of the coffee mug that fell straight at her heels. She screeched. Those heels looked expensive, probably gifted by one of the many men she slept with. Not to mention the hot coffee being spilled on her bare feet. He looked her dead in the eyes, pure hatred and disgust shone on his face. Angela was more than terrified, her face had gone pale.

Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long. The other two ran towards me with a speed I hadn't expected from monsters their size. Blasting them with my water magic didn't deter them, instead, it angered them further. They had almost gotten to me when the mist popped out six huge monsters, five of which immediately went into action. The winged monster didn't, instead, it trotted to me and nuzzled my cheek, making me smile. The Egran, which I had decided to name my monsters, fought with Karissa's scorpion-wolves with such speed that stunned the scorpion-wolves themselves at first.

“I’m their family’s personal psychiatrist. By the way, I’m Ginger Peterson. You can call me Dr. Peterson.” “I-I’m Angela Santos, Dr. Peterson.” “Oh, what an Angelic name to be paired with the angel of the demons hahaha!” “Leave now, you psycho.” Lucifer suddenly said to her. “And why are you asking me to leave already, huh? Am I disturbing the two of you here? What are you two actually doing here? Don’t you know that you’re still young to do some naughty things inside this mansion? And you really decided to do it inside this baking room? Why? Because it has a lot of icings? You naughty naughty Prince!”

They are usually servants to higher-ranking demons, similar to an omega. God/goddess realm or ”Heavens” Gods/goddesses-Reference Greek mythology for any who are discussed Angels-any citizen in the Heavens that is not a God or Goddess. They are also immortal and wield white magic. Aside from white magic, their abilities include healing, communication through touch, aura reading (similar to mind reading but unable to hear specific thoughts), control over all the elements except fire, and telekinesis. High Guard-they directly protect the Gods and Goddesses, therefore, they are highly respected. There are 5: Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel, and Jeremiel.

He exclaimed with a hiss. "He's sorry, please excuse us," Jaxon quickly apologized dragging Alex away. "What the fúck is wrong with you Alex, that man looked dangerous. Watch where you're going next time and stop being clumsy all the time." Alex was not paying to anything that was being said whatsoever, he was still thinking about the beauty he just saw. "I-i saw an angel, a masked angel." He mumbled under his breath after being silent for a long time. "What are you talking about? What angel?" Jaxon asked.

He turns and sees my focus on his hand, before pausing a moment to also look down at what is now normal skin, and makes a soft noise under his breath that almost seems like a laugh. “Figured out why the smarter wolves are afraid of me, Princess?” he mocks me before pushing his way inside. Unrattled by my seeing his true self, and in fact, it feels a lot like he grows cockier with every step as my returning trepidation grows. It sends a chill through me as I follow him into the cozy space, not really taking it in, my thoughts swimming with newfound fear as I try to recall Leyanne's teachings. Demonics. The fractured half of the Angelics. Once a whole whose conflicting parts were torn apart be

She said sweetly, leaning into him. "It's alright baby..." He turned to face Samantha and the look on her face amused him greatly. "Let me go get you ladies some drinks while you get to know each other. I'll be right back." He said, registering the look of horror on both their faces and left anyways, not giving them a chance to reply. He had only one intention in mind and that was getting his angel away from that demon that called himself Ronald.

I breathe, and he smiles. "Your wolf is awakening. Trust me, that's the least shocking thing that just happened. Take a look outside the window for me, Angel," he says, and I turn. My jaw drops. Several bodies lie scattered across the parking lot, unconscious, some smoking faintly, like they were flash-burnt. Azren laughs, delighted. "Gods...look at the ruin you unleash when you come apart for me. They think I'm the threat. They obviously haven't met you yet."