Angels Vs Demons War Novels & Stories

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.

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 replied while opening the door for me. "Let's go," I said, taking my steps towards the car, and immediately left for the inauguration of my hospital's special ward. It was all part of my plan to gain sympathy from the general public, but I had a different, more sinister plan. I would do anything to maintain my innocent angelic image in society. Some people think of me as an angel, and others see me as a god. But I am the devil. As I sat in the car, I couldn't help but let out a cruel smile.

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

But why would a demon possess holiness? “Okay Zero, you have some major explaining to do. Genad’s a half-angel? How is that even possible? It’s even more impossible than Feral's heritage, they directly contradict each other. Their enmity couldn’t be any clearer and a being actually has both blood and hasn’t been destroyed by their conflict yet?!” Dina asked. Angels and demons were direct opposites. Not only did they physically repulse each other, but they also spiritually repelled themselves! A being possessing both blood would probably die from the pressure of the conflicting bloodline, so how? How could a person with both bloodlines exist?

We relocated here some decades ago, growing tired of New York City and the wolf packs lingering in upstate New York and Pennsylvania, constantly chomping at the bit to destroy another of my kind, my family. This world, enveloped in fiction and fantasy from movies and books, still believes that angels are a demon’s worst enemy, and blood feuds are what keep vampires and werewolves occupied. Wrong. It’s all wrong. The ultimate enemy of a demon are the werewolves themselves. While we aim to destroy life, they choose to protect it. With the reality that our races will never see eye-to-eye, we continue the endless war of murdering one another and losing zero sleep over it.

I say, looking at where our hands are linked. It's not that I don't like his touch, but it feels…weird. And considering I don't even know what we are, I don't really need to start rumors amongst my people. I pull my hand from his and look around at the damage. I hardly see any of my soldiers amongst the dead. It was a relief, but also only added to the ominous feeling inside me. Historically, the death count in any battle between angels and demons is close. This wasn't even meant to test us. It was just a message. A message that Jeremiel was watching us and that this cold war between our species has evolved into the real thing. It feels surreal.

IN THE SKY bad angel : what's going on here good angel : can't you see bad angel : I'm not blind good angel : then see it bad angel : huh good angel : the war between my belief and destiny starts game begins from now on bad angel : I will wait for the result good angel : go ahead

“Michael said the demons have been really active, and we weren’t sure why.” “Well he plans to bring a war to the Angels, and he does have a lot of demons already.” Anabel said shaking her head. “I don’t know if we can defeat hin without killing me.” She said putting her head into her hands. “I don’t want to die because then I am going to demon purgatory.”

Now that angels were involved and had managed to get so close to her, I didn't have time to lose. Angels were another thing humans got wrong. They aren't pure and virtuous like people thought. Yes they started in heaven, but they were mostly warriors. They were brutal, murderous, warriors who care as much about other people’s lives as demons. When you get right down to it there isn't too much difference in demons and angels. Demons promise to make all your dreams come true and we do for a while, but we never lie. When we make a promise we keep it. You just have to be very clear as most people leave a lot of room for extra creativity on our part. Angels, however, they make you believe they