Novel & Cerita Are You A Devil Or An Angel

I blushed, ducking my head. I felt another pair of eyes on me. They belonged to the hulking man seated beside Alpha Enzo. I had never seen him before. I shivered as his cold, calculating eyes bore into me. I broke the eye contact, feeling shivers all over my body. If my guess was right, then that was definitely the Devil Alpha.

“A favor. That 's it. I don’t have anything in mind, yet. But when I do, I’ll call for you, you’ll answer me. No matter what. Otherwise, the deal is broken and you’ll get back to this shithole.” Mia breathed heavily. A favor? Get out of there? “Are you the Devil?” she asked. She still remembered some of the things her mother had told her. Mia shook her head, avoiding thinking too deeply about her mother. “Who cares? Does it matter?” “It does! I don’t want no deal with the Devil!” “You’re too picky, for someone who is about to become a worker in a brothel. Not only you, but your little doll of a sister.”

I could feel those satanic eyes all over my skin, setting me ablaze as I returned to my initial position. "Would that be all, daddy?" I submissively lowered my head, glazing at my toes while I prayed for him to dismiss me. "Take a sit, angel." He gestured to the chair facing his. His tone was the most lenient a cruel, heartless beast like him could muster. I did as I was told, willing my eyes to look at him. The Devil was undeniably the most beautiful creation, crafted to perfection, for he was meant to be an Angel, but he favoured being an instrument of chaos and a weapon of destruction more.

me why you do not have liberty and act as a god to make people serve you the way you serve the devil." Ryan asked. "You see Ryan, we have liberty but we cannot stop serving the devil. In the ancient time, our master Lucifer was thrown down from Heaven because he rebelled against God, he was thrown down with us, we all were angels in heaven before but now, we are fallen angels. We serve the devil, we are agent of darkness and we are of no good. The devil, we are agent of darkness and we fallen angels. We serve the devil, we are agents of darkness and we are of no good to mankind. The devil sends us on assignment and we must obey him. Mind you, we also carry out our demonic assignments by pos

That night she came to dinner wearing shorts, she looked so fucking sexy and I wanted to send every one of my men out of the dining room and fuck the shit out of her on the dining table but I quickly brushed the thought off because what the fuck. Watching her sleep so peacefully made my heart start beating differently, I didn’t even know that shit still works. In my ‘line of work’, people refer to me as The Devil and I love that nickname. My hand involuntarily reached out to tuck a strand of her hair but I stopped and got up when I heard Gio come in. Thank God he didn’t see that. “Oh, why is our princess sleeping on a couch?” Gio said “Don’t know, don’t care” I answered as I loosened my tie

She wasn't sure of anything. Cannon made her look at him, "nothing is perfect, even angels ain't" he said, "you don't have to be all you think they are cause angels to have emotions and crave for ungodly things' ' he explains. Him as the devil who has lived since the beginning of time, he knows everything. "But how can I be an angel? Why now? How is it possible?" Audrey questions, still not getting a hang of everything. "Nothing is impossible, bunny... You are as a result of the sin" he explains.

Angela's heart raced,she may not know this man enough to detect what he can or can't kill but from the few things she heard about him,he is dangerous enough,so she better not risk it. Still this is unbearable,how can I continue with this…I am not yet in and all this I have seen isn't it a sign to quit now? He is a devil. How could people call this devil Angel?

It was crazy how much he loved his mother and how much he was willing to lose and suffer to keep her safe and happy. An angel was an angel for everyone. And being an angel was tough, because pleasing everyone was practically an impractical task. Being a devil was easier and practical. The devil had the choice. They were devils for everyone, so they had no expectations from the world, nor did the world have any expectations of them. But they could also choose to be an angel for a certain someone. Venus was that someone for a devil named Killian — a devil for everyone, but an angel for just one.

good inside of her, that she's dying to be bad for once. If she wants to be fucking bad, then she can definitely be bad for me. I like a bad girl, but deep down I crave a good girl; a good girl that will let me bring out the fucking demons inside of her. We all have demons inside of us and every single person's is fucking different. I look down at my chest and run my fingers over the tattoo on my right pec, rereading the script that's permanently inked into my skin. I get another fucking feeling- a goddamn cold chill that runs through me deeply and rocks my fucking body to its core. "When an angel craves havoc, who better to give it to her than the devil himself" I am no doubt, the motherfu

Young lady, you have yet to see how wicked this world is. There are so many black-hearted people out there. Do you know that the devil you know is better than the one you don't? I have suffered what I don't think anyone would, so don't judge me." "I'm not judging you, Madam Collymore," Olivia explained. "Although I do not get the phrase "the devil you know is better than the devil you don't know,” I still believe that if you didn't behave so elusively, the distance between you and children wouldn't be so strained."