Angels And Demons Book Series Novels & Stories

We will send the demons back to where they belong, but first we will make them live in the torture we create for them. *** This is the end 😭 but there is more in Book 2, My Devil's side, which is seven years in the future and is the last and final book to this story. I will load it in this book as the next chapter so it all together. Thank you for taking this journey with my characters and I hope you enjoyed. I love all the comments and gems. I truly appreciate the support. I hope to see you in my next book 😚

I muttered. Len must have heard me, as he turned to me. "We just are. Heaven has the virtues and I suppose we are their foils." I tilted my head, shrugged, and continued my train of thought. Another contrast in the lives of angels and demons was in their individual will. Demons didn't have free will, but angels did. I wasn't sure about other realms, though. Perhaps that was some research I could do. Whoever said that one person couldn't make a difference was wrong. One decision had changed the course of history for multiple realms. A smirk formed on my lips as I recalled my fateful decision.

and now what azeazel didn't know would most definitely hurt him, I had been secretly learning things from other angels who had passed through this city, Demon Hunter Angels had been only too happy to teach me about sigils and traps and bindings used to capture and seal demons if they were too powerful to be killed outright, And a kindly Scribe Angel had once imparted to me the knowledge to perform protective spells and summoning to call down certain powerful beings, And Gaudian Angels didn't mind a helping hand every once in a while, when they needed a break from their post of watching over the city, in exchange for some extra training time, Tonight, I would summon Sammael the keeper of the

she said, surprised. “Yes, that... Madaraya, and that demon prince Zerberus,” I said, and she was even more confused. “They are not included in the book I gave; who is that?” I was confused by her question, and I didn’t know what to say. First of all, I don’t even know who those angels are. I kept thinking about where they came from and it made me feel the pain in my head. “Then who are they?” I asked her.

he said half smiling. “Yes.” Carlos said shaking his head. “Sorry.” James said stepping back and letting Carlos and Misty work magic to get their friend out of the chain. “Oh look we have Angels here.” Three different demons appeared, Anabel didn’t know who they were. “Legion said we could find some Angels here. So here we are, and as for the key, good luck breaking that magic, it was one of Hecta most strongest of them all.” He growled.

she asked. “Well you like to be direct, don’t you?” he said as he sat on the desk that was in front of her. “That is a hard one to answer.” “Do you think like everyone else does that angels are good, and demons are bad?” she asked. “Slightly easier.” he said with a smile. “If you go by the books. Of course, Angels are supposed to be good. They are made by the divine. Demons, on the other hand, have to be the balance so they would have to be bad or evil. Neither of us needs to go further down that road as I am sure neither of us believes in any books like that. My answer would be no. I do not believe that all things are good and all are evil. There has to be a balance though, and I think huma

I pulled a book from the shelf, its cover adorned with intricate gold filigree, and settled into a near president to read. The book was a comprehensive companion to the history of angels and their fall from grace. As I read, I learned about the great elysian rebellion led by Lucifer, the brightest and most important of the angels. It detailed the events that led to the fall, the creation of Hell, and the eternal struggle between good and evil. My heart contended as I came across passages that mentioned Lorcan, though not by name, but by description a important departed angel, second only to Lucifer, known for his strength and fidelity.

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

And although, he could not entirely place the blame on the Angels because the humans could be super annoying, he sometimes wondered what kind of a creature were they any way? They would by their own will, summon a demon thinking they could put it under control, and then when things got out of hands and they needed help, the Angels would swoop in and protect them, binding the demon away but these same humans would only get the motivation to summon another demon to try to control it again. It really frustrated some Angels to the point where they switched sides. There was only so much so Angel could take and it seemed the once heavenly beings got tired of being just guards. They also wanted to

I shifted my chair next to him so I could see the page, maybe a little too closely because I saw his body tense up for a moment. "See? Here they start talking about archangels, then a few pages later they talk about demons and hell." I pointed at the pictures followed by the long paragraphs. "They look so pretty," I said as I looked at the page with the beautiful white creatures, then at him, and his eyes lit up again, but this time they were yellow. "How—how about demons?" he stuttered a little, and I turned to the next page.