Angels And Demons Book Series นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I quickly pushed him away and waved my hands in front of me as I was bright red, "It's not what it looks like Sean! he was checking my uh eyes for something" Sean rolled his eyes and hugged Elizabeth and glared at Damien "You may have saved my sister, but I don't trust you" Damien smiled and nodded "That's ok, I'll show you how cool I can be" Elizabeth looked at Damien and mouthed the words "We'll talk about the Thing later" and he nodded. At 12:30 Pm Damien woke me up and asked if now was a good enough time. I nodded and snuck out of my blankets, and out of Sean's sleepy arms. We sat at the edge of the forest area and Damien told me what he heard my -Parents say- "They were fighting over no

He even gave me a one-day grace period so I could still enjoy my freedom. Like why the hellcrap did I end up this way? I know I'm not a good person and I deserve every misfortune that life has to offer, but what the flying fuck? Seriously? A cunning supernatural creature with a horned skull for a mask? Bruh, if the universe wanted to punish me, they should have sent a sexy vampire instead.

PROLOGUE. ***** He is the devil and out of sin, he was created. The father of all corruption. Yet, this Devil found himself an angel, a pure heavenly body, and being master of Lust The Devil indulged the angel in a forbidden romance of hell. "Tell me, my angel, have your wings tasted of my sin and gone crimson?" The angel whimpered, he couldn't help it anymore, this demon, this devil, he was unbearable. A rumble rolled from the Devil; it made the room quake and the angel moaned.

Follow up with Van. Van is not like other angels. He is the highest of all but in the eyes of the angels he has no wings. Actually there is. But the eyes of angels do not see that. Only he and those above him can see that. He didn't deny it on purpose. The eyes can't really see it

In the middle of the night, a fiery chariot came to a stop in the firmament, on the chariot stood a Celestia beauty, his long white hair was adorned with a majestic golden crown carved into the shape of of the sun, the white dress he wore danced to the tune of the night wind, it shone in the dark night as his body radiates the sun. Zeus cast his glowing eyes on his three sons whose appearance screams the aftermath of war, muscular bodies scathe with bad slashes , batters and bruises of all shapes, the eyes of this three young men were the color of blood tinted with stubbornness and anger will a strong hatred carefully sandwiched between them. Their surroundings were marred by the aftermath o

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

Caroline asked and thought to complete the story into a happy ending one day in the future. “A long year ago, there was continuous war between angels and demons. It went on for years, and god couldn’t see the end of this war. So, in the end, they decided to end the war by pairing a demon with an angel without their choice, and those who went against this decision of god, they were outcasted from heaven in the case of an angel, while the demon’s condition was a way more different from the angels. Because someone way or another way, demons were happy with this decision. The first and second angels that were outcasted from heaven for going against this decision were siblings at that moment.”

Somehow, that only makes the guilt in my chest worse. “Good,” she says, patting my hand like I’m still seven. “Then listen to someone older and stop arguing like you know more than the Church. I’ve lived long enough to know what you’re facing, Angel. I entered this convent before you could even walk. Demons are God’s creations who chose evil. They are ugly, cold, and unclean. That’s all you need to know.”

"Yes, she cursed that, 'there will come a day, when I too will use the dark magic like they did'. But I laughed at her face and killed her without remorse. Warrior Angels were created to punish and restore peace, and I was doing just that. Later on my way back, I found a book. I took it with me back to heaven. I kept it aside and forgot about it for a while. One day I accidentally came across the book, it was opened wide to a page. I read the words on the page out loud. It turned out to be a spell that will leave all my fellow Angels in a sleep-like state. I don't know about it then, but later I found out that it is a dark spell to control others. The Lord above aka your God found out abou

Angela’s POV As soon as I entered the library, I saw Lucifer sitting promptly on the chair next to the one where I usually sit. He’s reading another book and the whole library room is in a mess. Some books were scattered on the floor, crumpled papers, and even plastic bottles are all around the room. I glanced at Lucifer again. He’s still reading his book. Is he the one who made this mess? “Good morning Lucifer. You seem to get here too early hehehe…. Go ahead and just read there while I’m cleaning the little mess in this library..”