Angels And Demons Book Novels & Stories

I touched the ground and closed my eyes. **** “Hey! Can we play?!” Angelo greeted the group of young angels that was showcasing their powers at each other. All the kids looked at Angelo and summoned all their weapons. “Demon! You are a demon!” the kids let out angrily and pointed their weapons at Angelo. Angelo stared at the kids in shock, not understanding why they called him a Demon. “Hah?? I’m not a demon!” he denied. “If you’re not a demon, then where are your wings?!” a young boy said.

Laurent didn't voice that he was amused by her, he had experienced girls falling over him but not resist his charm like she tried to. That was new. But not for long. Rules were for the Angels who reside up in heaven, he was a fallen from the land of sinners. Who would stop him?

At first, the angel was hostile towards the demon that simply asked who she was he did not raise his sword or his shield, but the angel did, she tried to fight the demon at first but all he did was block it every time he made sure he did not hurt her because he did not want to. After a couple of hours, the angel grew tired and just gave up "who are you and why are you here!?" She finally said, but the demon only said "I was curious about the angels' side and didn't mean to intrude" after he explained he said he would leave, and the angel felt bad. Before the demon left the angel said that it would be ok if he came here to look but only at the rise of the moon, for that was her guarding hours

But her wife ascended to heaven because it's not true that his wife had an another man, it's just a rumor so he was descended to hell and he was reincarnated as an Incubus demon there. The life of Damon Salvatore was an another tale to tell. Hades made him to be the ruler of all Incubus and Succubus demons who loved visiting human in their sleep and made sex of them to gained their energy until their body gets drained and they became weaker and weaker until they died.

I gritted my teeth and then said "You will have to pay for this Elena." "Really. Little mouse you are not going alive. Although you are a golden angel I am an old dark angel. I have practiced for so long. You can't escape from me." She signaled her shadows to capture us. Shadows started coming towards us. Suddenly we saw a swarm of fairies who flew near the shadows hypnotizing them. Shadows were still now hypnotized. Archangels killed them with an arrow. The demon attacked us and started hitting the angels. Angels tried defending and dodging the attacks

Seeing that she was growing nervous from having so much attention. “Since I know both sides of this war better than any of these two.” He turned to give Azrael a meaningful smile, enough to show that he cared for the two of them. “Angels feed off love, hope, and faith for our God. While the demons feed off despair, hopelessness, and all things of hate.” He saw from the body language of many within the room that he was getting them to understand. “Ava here,” his hand waved towards her; “she doesn’t need those things to aid her in this. All she needs is support in knowing that she’s doing the right thing.”

Once inside, I quickly closed the door, resting my back against it as I exhaled a long, audible breath. Thank you, brother. Quickly making my way towards the huge, intricately sculptured bed, I slowly kneeled afterwards, my fingers lightly skimming over the golden, cursive letters embedded on the cover. Angels and Demons I sighed once again, shoving the heavy book under the bed, deciding to read it tomorrow, in peace and someplace else, where no one can bother or see me. Only the gods know what mother would do to me if she would’ve ever seen me with this book.

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.

Demons" are quite fair. We aren't necessarily evil, yet people like to believe there is an actual concept between good and evil and we are the lesser half." He stops talking and waves his finger for me to follow. My body moves on its own as I start to follow King Bael. "You might humans think that Angels are the side of righteousness and we "Demons" are the side of despair. Angels are no better than what you make us out to be. You are pawns to Angels like Michael, Gabriel, and especially Metatron." He walks us into a door and opens it. Inside was a table with 2 chairs adjacent to each other. He takes a seat in one and points me to take the other.

The angel lord stood before the three lords of the demons with a menacing look as he tried his best to dilute his urge to kill. These filthy things were right in front of him and he just couldn’t end them, one could imagine just how terrible he felt. The demons themselves not being left out also felt like skinning the three angels before them, the two were nothing to them but the one in the middle, this angel had always been strange. Not only could he commit sins and still be free but he barely ever showed his angelic form.`