Angels And Devils Game Novels & Stories

She smile as she saw what I wear and she excused herself from the person she's talking too. "You look wow." She squealed. "I talked to him earlier." I said and her eyes widen. "How did it turn out?" "It was short and he ended up saying a statement that I don't understand." I sighed. "What did he say?" "He said 'Angel and Devil don't match, Angel always stays on the highest chain while the devil stays on the bottom of the chain. So if the Angel finds the Devil interesting, she should jump to the bottom of the chain', I don't get him really? Is he playing riddle with me?" I said frustrated and I saw Kayla smile, I looked at her with a questioning eyes.

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.

Lucian plotted vengeance like a grandmaster setting pieces into place; Ayla polished the edges, making the plays smarter, deadlier. And word spread. Whispers slithered through the underworld like smoke: the devil had found his flame. Together, they were preparing to turn the world into ash. Marek’s name appeared often in their late-night conversations. Serrano’s, too. Old enemies, old debts. Each one was marked on the board, each one awaiting their reckoning. Lucian’s men began to follow Ayla’s orders without question. Not because she carried his name, but because she had proven herself—again and again, both on the floor and in the field.

“Then I reverse the transfer. And I make a phone call to those gentlemen searching for your father. Have you any idea what happens to the daughters of men who do not pay their debts?” I stared at him in horror. He was blackmailing me, using my family’s safety to manipulate me. The charming young man had become the very essence of the Devil. “Why?” I asked. “Why marry me? Why marry a woman you hate? How can you marry a woman you said you would never love?” Luca placed his drink down and moved towards me. He stopped right in front of me and lifted my hand so that he could examine the ring which I was now forced to wear.

she saved him. She... a girl purer than the angels. Her light impressed even divinity. She is a heart surgeon. She has a record of no one dying on her table. But now she made fate angry by saving the Devil. and Devil is madly searching for the girl who got a scar by saving him. He wants her as his queen and he can do anything for it... Even if it means hurting her... Ruining her! But She has to be his... A fallen Angel is now the Devil. Even heaven is scared of him but can he fall for her light? Can she survive with her light in this darkness?...

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

he admitted with a short laugh while still kissing me, taking my bottom lip between his A gust of breeze blew past, but it did nothing to the rising fire of passion in my blood, my whole body was warm, and being this close to Roman, my body pressed to his, soft in every place he was hard, it made me throb and yearn Roman slid a finger down the curve of my ass, making a shiver rack through my body “My stubborn little angel” he rasped as I shifted my hips so my core was nudging his hard length I pulled back just enough to stare into his eyes, to see the brightness of desire there, but also the lingering shadows of earlier. “And you're my own personal devil,” I said softly, my words falling lik

One hour later. The story plot was simple, the mafia devil killed angel's whole family and in return she is going to kill him for vengeance. Angel, in this book is working as his maid but the devil is getting suspicious about his new beautiful maid and all he want to do is know her more but she has kept her identity in furtive.

The dark me had the morbid decaying Grace, while the light me had a broken winged angel Lila. My mind woke more at his last sentence. Me, an angel? I was nowhere near angelic, broken wing or not. If I really thought hard, it wasn’t that odd. I watched as they strategically played the pieces. Pawns were lost, bishops and rooks broken to bits, and castles crumbled to the ground until all that was left in the middle of the board were the two Kings. The Queens stayed locked in place. The rules were different, but I supposed God and the Devil could make up whatever rules they wanted.

Anjali felt a wave of shame, yet there was an unfamiliar tickle on her skin—perhaps because Alex was the first to touch her in such a manner. “Did you enjoy that?” Alex asked with a smirk. “No! I don’t! You are my brother-in-law; this isn’t fair. It’s a sin!” Anjali stammered. “Guess what? I revel in sin because I am the devil in human form,” Alex declared proudly. “But I am human; I believe in God. Please, don’t make me part of your sins,” Anjali pleaded, tears welling in her eyes. Alex wiped her tears with his thumb and then sucked it. “No, baby girl. You are my angel—an angel who has caught the devil’s eye. Soon, this angel will be caged by the devil,” he laughed.