Angels Vs Demons War Novels & Stories

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.”

And suddenly…I knew exactly how I wanted to spend it. Me: I'm off today. Three dots appeared almost immediately. Angel: Come see me. I smiled. Me: Now? Is the Den even open this early? Angel: It opens when I say it does. A laugh escaped me. Arrogant bastard. Me: I'll be there soon. Angel: I'll be waiting, kitten. My stomach fluttered. The Angel's Den felt completely different during the day. Mostly because it was empty. No music. No masked strangers. No bartenders. Just the quiet elegance of black marble, burgundy furniture and gold. My heels echoed through the enormous room.

He didn't think Lucifer was stupid for laughing like that after being ridiculed so much. "... [You boast of the strength of those who didn't even go to war? All of them you mentioned... or rather, none of them fought with me against all those angels.] ..." "War?" Damien asked, frowning. "So, the war between the demon race and the angel race really happened? I thought it was just a myth."

Adom looked away from the squabbling creature's and back towards the battle. There was a cloud of magic that hung over the fighting masses and he smiled as it continued to swell with every death-Angels death, that is. Thousands of demons had been lost, but they were never truly alive to begin with. Their essences would be cast back into hell and they would be reborn once more with only the need to fight. But the hundreds of dead Angels . . . their souls had been been carefully collected. Lucifer would consume some of them but others would be repurposed into greater demons to serve him.

It took them more than an hour to drive all the demons back behind the gates of hell. All of the angels under the seraphims gathered their strength to close the gates while the seraphims focused on generating the strongest chains and the strongest sealing magic to completely lock the gates of hell. The sky took the color of pink and gold when the allies of humanity sighed in relief. The war between the demons and angels with grim reapers has ended. Mara witnessed how Damien broke down crying as he hugged his wife's lifeless body. They buried their deceased allies and salute to them to honor their bravery which cost them their own lives.

“You can control demons, Serenity. What you write on your skin, you may think is for humans. A way of getting by, in the world. But once you turn twenty-one, the effect you have on them is gone. You won’t be able to control them, or even suggest to them. You will only be able to control demons.” “Control them for what?” “Whatever the Horde needs of them.” He shrugged, “Possession… war.” “War? What the hell would I be able to do in war?” She didn’t know the first thing about war, let alone command an army. “You’d lead them. You’d be one of the highest generals. Demons can sometimes be…cowards when it comes to war against the angels. Angels are blood-thirsty, and their numbers outweigh ours.

And he obliged. Giving birth to the seven holy angels namely. They were heaven's greatest angels. At least that was until Freya started a conflict with the almighty himself. Causing her banishment from heaven. He decided with a heavy heart but it was better than execution. He could not bring himself to destroy her. Freya took her seven children and other angels. With them together, they built hell. Where the opposite of everything the god signifies exists. Once hell was established and had many supporters they launched an attack on the heavens. This was known as the holy war.

she said causing him harm her more, she had gone faint. Outside of this unknown castle the war was begin the vampire were killing the rebels, while the werewolves were killing the rogue, there were demons in the war they were killed by the angels, these demons were rebels, not Lucifer's under command. The war was on peak, when Paddrones had saw that they are going to lose, they bring Anna and Lilliana out. "If you want these two creatures safely then bring the girl Sophia or else I will kill the both" he said. There more like him, few of them were killed by angels. Just then a white light had been strike and there she appeared.

Black holes, White holes and explosions the size of large planets rocked the void as the clash between these two foes raged on with no end in sight, sometimes a bright light would just go dead in an instant signaling the fall of an angel while other times a dark shadow would burst into ashes signaling the fall of a demon, their voices could be heard for miles on end as they let out battle cries while engaged in mortal combat, unlike with humans where only their demonic physical bodies were destroyed the case was quite different with regards to this epic encounter, angels and demons came from the same source as demons were once angels that rebelled against the Father and were punished by bein

This was a question that would lead him to peaking out the training room door, hoping for his first glimpse of the demon king. The castle was quiet despite the multitude of visitors and guards purched at the ready. The Demon king lived up to his name, with blood red hair and piercing black eyes, he in no way looked friendly. To other Demons he was a casanova, taking more than a few lovers, but refusing to marry. He stood tall and fierce as he stared the Angel king dead in the eyes. "Well well. What do you plan on bargaining with this time? You have nothing to offer and you time is running thin." He smirked, his voice sultry and deep. The angel king stared daggers at the other, showing no fal