Archangel Demon Mga Nobela at Kwento

It seems that the Demons are only taunting and provoking Cane and Dagon that are readying themselves to strike at the go-ahead from Azron and me. So not worrying for the novelties of even engaging in a senseless conversation, I raise my voice just a fraction louder, "Take them out." And in less than the count of three, all chaos breaks loose. One… Two… Three. With the swing of an Angel blade from the wrist of each man and woman, it hits with perfect precision in the center of a Demon's chest, bringing him crashing to the floor in a grey haze of dust. But they are pushing us with each step closer to the center where we had come from only moments ago. Step by step, backward without tripping, w

“The Archangel Michael..!” Doris looked at her partner and then at the newcomer. She was in awe of everything she was witnessing. Joseph smiled when he saw the Archangel. “You’ve already done a lot here!” The archangel said to Thomas. “It’s time for you to get back where you belong!” Everyone could see the look of panic on Thomas’s face. In a matter of seconds he changed form, revealing his true appearance: that of the demon. He turned a deep red, with long horns on his forehead and a long tail. His face was the most horrendous thing those people had witnessed so far. He began to throw fire on the archangel Michael, but it didn’t reach him, repelled by an invisible force. The archangel walke

The angel lord stood before the three lords of the demons with a menacing look as he tried his best to dilute his urge to kill. These filthy things were right in front of him and he just couldn’t end them, one could imagine just how terrible he felt. The demons themselves not being left out also felt like skinning the three angels before them, the two were nothing to them but the one in the middle, this angel had always been strange. Not only could he commit sins and still be free but he barely ever showed his angelic form.`

If I had not stopped, I could have brought her to multiple orgasms with just my fangs. "Really high," was all he said aloud. "Hmm. Interesting," the grand king mused. "I haven't seen that in a while. Sleepy, aroused, but not fully intoxicated." I have. Arthur got high when you drank from her a night before your return. "Xerxes?" Daemon called. "Mmm?" "Hypothetically speaking, now that your Soulbond has suddenly appeared, how do you feel?" A few seconds passed. " Well previously I had the mind of killing her when she does show up but after setting my eyes on her, I don't think I can bear seeing her being beaten by a mosquito.”

"I stood up, crossing my arms. Miguel looked at my necklace and lowered his eyes to his ring again. I didn't look away from yours, though. "It was enough. I managed to stop having the obligation to protect her. I was assigned to humans who had much less dangerous and less worrying lives than those you chose over the centuries. But something changed "he gave me a penetrating look. "You know that demons are unable to feel any emotion... We, the archangels, are the opposite. We can feel everything. Therefore, a human with a lot of empathy and kindness in his heart, always becomes one of us when he ascends to paradise after his death on earth. We are made of all feelings, and we can feel them at

She inquired. “I could, but you—can't” “Why?” she curiously questioned. “You— it's hard to explain and I don't have the time right now, we have to get to the crime scene before the body is removed,” I explained. “No, it's not, I know I am not just any demon... I am a half-angel, and I can destroy the transverse— think demons use to— do what you all do,” she smirked. Newfound demons, always the ones to watch, and guide, so they don't get killed, I thought.

"I am Asmodeus! Demon prince of Lust. The Archdemon of the Second Circle of Hell." Raphael shook his head again, this time wildly. "No. No! Aeshma!" His eyes glowed gold and his bright wings stretched widely in his back. He raised his great sword in front of us, pointing the tip to where my rotten heart hid. Since I am a demon now, I can easily be scarred by his Holy Sword. I felt threatened by the weapon, yes, but just a bit. I hissed at him. For an archangel, he sure does accept the change so fast.

prologue It was peaceful and wonderful in Angel’s empire, trumpets were singing, clouds were dancing and angels were peacefully resting but a sudden appearance of Kram, stopped their calm and peaceful empire. Kram, was the Archangel, highest above all angels. His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance.

Damien appeared out of the blue and then hang his arms to the man’s neck. The man whom he called Xavier quickly gushed out and pushed the demon, "Don't you dare call me friend, you fiend." Xavier glared at the demon. “You knew each other?” Chris blurted out. Damien didn’t answer and went in front of the man. He grinned, “Are you still angry about your first assignment?" The demon laughed, "Having deep resentment is bad for angels like you, don’t you know that?” Truth quickly unfolded through their conversation. So he's an angel? Chris thought.

The tears I was holding back fell by themselves. I cried, my first cry as a demon form. Today I did not think, that not only human memories can return, but there are other sad memories that I remember today. I was the Archangel Ares before becoming a Demon. Yeah, that's right. I fell and was cast out of heaven... Well that's true. My wings were cut off by Archangel Michael.... And that's also true. All those facts that I don't want to remember, and today I realized....