Beautiful Angel And Demon Love Novels & Stories

I dropped my gaze to her cloven feet but couldn’t help noticing her curvaceous figure along the way. My mouth fell open. Was she seriously trying to seduce Azriel? “You’ve made your feelings perfectly clear,” the angel said, his voice breathy and sounding like he really wanted Namara to make him change his mind. “Now, show me the missing wolf shifters, or the consequences will be unpleasant.” For the next few heartbeats, they didn’t speak. I glanced up to find them gazed into each other’s eyes, breathing hard. My throat tightened. This demoness was utterly shameless, and Azriel was pathetic to fall for such a basic trick.

"Do you think this type of contract can bind me? Are you really stupid or pretending to be?" "I know demons can go back on their words. But Demon Queen is well known for her keeping her word. I heard that she said one time that she would never kill newborns, and after that not only she but other demons also stopped killing newborns." Sahil said with a gentle smile on his face. But Kiara showed deep hatred in her eyes and sneered. "She also said one time that she would never fall in love with a stupid angel. But you know how she ended up, don't you?"

he stood up to leave. “Then I will take my leave. Take care Lucifer” he said I nodded and said “You too” I was leaving from there when my phone vibrated. I looked at that. My angel texted me Good Night. I smirk. I kept the phone back in my pocket. She is really an angel. I have done all the things which her mind could only think about me. I will fill her mind with my thoughts. But, she already fell on his trap. Now, the devil successfully trapped her heart in love. What will happen when she sees his real devil self?

Ace’s POV Angel’s twinkling eyes glared into mine, her lips weighing heavy on her from the passionate smooch we just shared. Nonchalantly, I forced my fingers in between her hand, and she welcomed me. Once we were holding each other tightly, I stood on my two's and helped her up, then we walked hand in hand to the hotel. The sexual anticipation lingering in the air could be told from her face, and the glances we kept stealing at each other. I for one was fighting my demons as usual, at the realization that this moment would’ve been better yet lived by my brother.

She intended to return to her new lover after the disgusting song was finished so that she wouldn't have to suffer with her annoying boss. “What makes someone turn evil overnight?” "Are you talking to me?" Xander lowered his head slightly to look at Angel's face, which was shining from the spotlight. “Forget it. I am no longer interested in talking to you.” "No." "What?" “No man turns evil overnight.” “Oh. I thought demons could make a man turn evil overnight.” “Demons would rather make a man fall for the temptation of a sexy woman.” Angel sighed in relief as the song stopped playing. She stepped back to get away from Xander. But something kept them pressed against each other until Angel had

White foam exploded upward like frantic applause. Then I laughed. It started small—a huff, a snort—then burst out sharp and borderline hysterical, echoing off the rocks. Azrael. The demon who’d spent centuries treating lust like a casual buffet—no strings, no feelings, just mutual feeding—had screamed that he loved me less than twenty-four hours ago. Voice raw, wings flared, looking like the confession had been ripped out of him against his will.

"And one more thing, my perfume is good." You really think it’s okay when it’s not. Duh! “Don’t worry, if I’m with you, I’ll gonna use it. I just didn't expect to see you tonight." He stopped walking and held her hand. "You're really beautiful, Angel. You are truly an angel." And you’re the demon.

Lyon, knowing how the story goes in normal books, seems to blissfully listen as the professor explains the knowledge he has. According to the books taught in school, there was once a human who threw his humanity away to make a deal with the devil. The deal was that the human would be capable of using magic but in exchange he was tasked to collect 5000 pure souls, the human obliged with the devils request. He was then later known to be the Demon Lord Abaddon, who laid waste on those who stood against him. The story in the normal academic textbooks about the History of Magic was contradicting every paragraph as to why professors tend to bend the story a little to their amusement.

The angel will give up anything for his beloved, even his wings, his emblem and his whole being. “I love you, so fucking much, my angel. I am only yours.” The demon said as he hugged the man in front of him. “And I love you with my whole being, my love. I will be yours until the very last breath I take.” The angel whispered, kissing the demon in front of him tenderly. “We’re going to be alright.” “Until the very last breath and beyond that. I will look for you in another life—I am already yours in another life.” The demon pledged and the two of them held each other’s hand. The angel immediately bought his lover’s hand to his lips.

she was barely speaking above a whisper. "Would I lie?" I maintained eye contact, now a straight face as my expression. A resigned sigh escaped the Goddess' lips. "Which demon?" I flashed a fanged smile, leaning on her podium. "This newly darkened angel had fallen in love with the Prince of Hell." Astrania held onto the podium to keep from falling in any direction. It took a few tense moments for my words to fully sink in before her expression changed to bewilderment. "Erys Sentis? Are you serious?!"