Bloody Painter X Judge Angels Novels & Stories

“What a psychopath, it makes me think if his son is this way too if he is he has to take him into custody as soon as we can. Before he decides to flee the place” Takeshi stood right in front of the same painting of the kid standing in the world fully destroyed and a boy right above him. Wings spread open reaching down at the boy where they had some distance in between their hands. Warped around by the thorns over their wrist with the blood dripping down the places they are warped around with. Making Takeshi rise his hand touching the hand of the boy which has the dark brown colour over it. Wiping it with the top of his thumb over the palm of the angel.

I didn't even know if he was serenading me at that time or offering my soul to darkness. Wait. My forehead creased as a realization hit my mind that I'm not actually that sure if his wife was dead, or if the girl on the painting was really his wife to begin with, since Alastor shooed me away. Besides, Leaflet wasn't answering my question about it either. He'd just run away from me whenever he had the chance and hid at Damon's back. And of course, I still couldn't understand what he's saying and Alastor is strict and a freaking snobber. He did not even bother to talk to me again, which ended up with me realizing that I gotta discover things on my own.

“…Face the mirror, break deceit.” The air trembled. Shadows warped. Murmurs spread across the spectators. Evangeline leaned forward, eyes locked to Xander’s. “Let the beast beneath unbind, may the truth no longer hide.” The chamber shook. The left judge convulsed. His robes split, flesh unraveling, as a body of barbed limbs and a maw of four jaws emerged, bile dripping across the obsidian. “DEMON!” Xander roared, wrenching his cuffs so violently blood slicked his wrists.

Sentinel lady muttered and made sure to take a sniff over Angel’s scent but couldn’t tell who he was until he faced them. “Oh, meet my beloved mate and husband, Angel La Croix-Reeves, the alpha of the Blood Night pack.” the sentinel lady gasped upon seeing Angel’s smiling face at her while Mira introduced him to them. “Impossible…” the sentinel man reacted since he heard that person who owns the Angel Reeves was an omega.

She laid next to me, naked and glorious after sex. “Why are the angels tattooed on both arms blindfolded?” Evelina asked, tracing the outline with her delicate fingers. “Because justice is blind,” I replied bluntly. Her body shifted closer to mine, and one bare leg wrapped around my own leg. “But the goddess of justice usually has a scale in one hand. The angels here have their hands tied.”

I sit beside Phantom, my fingers locked with his, my pulse a drumbeat in my ears. Canum enters dressed in white again, the same angelic façade. His tunic gleams under the light, his expression serene, almost holy. It makes me want to scream. The devil was once depicted as an angel, and here he is, playing the part to perfection. The jury watches him with rapt attention. Some lean forward, others sit back, but all are caught in his orbit. He knows it. He thrives on it.

the lawyer replied "Do you have proof to support your claim?" the judge asked "Not really," Mrs Carter's lawyer replied "In the sense, that the evidence presented can be subjected to manipulation, we will discard the present evidence and would not be used in the judgement of his case. Carry on council, " said the judge "My lord, my client feared what Mrs Garcia would do looking at the lengths she went to end the relationship between her son and Ms Olivia and again, looking at what her daughter did, she wanted something that would keep her safe," the lawyer defended

As the shooter pulled the trigger I turned our bodies around as I felt a stinging pain on my back as my subconsciousness was slowly fading away. What the..!!? The chapter ended. I scrolled down towards the next chapter and it was in mafia devil's pov. I saw Angel's cold body lying on the floor with blood all around. Tears pricked at the back of my eyes as her eyes slowly flickered close. I looked up at the building and saw a man packing his things. Without any second thought I pulled my gun out and shot him right on spot. Jeez!! Your angel herself appointed that poor guy to kill you yet this psychotic bastard killed him.

Don quickly slammed her hand away, “You are part of this, right?” Sabrina laughed, “Why do you think so?” “You know what, I'll go look for her and after that I'll sort out things between us.” Don concluded and took a step forward, only to stop abruptly as he spat out more blood. “You see honey, you can't go on searching for that dumb lady in this situation. Do you think you will make it out?” she asked with a smirk. Before he could move any further, Sabrina approached him swiftly and pierced his shoulder with a syringe.

“Stuck up is something I have never been called before. You are quite interesting.” The door then burst open to reveal Xavier guns out and ready to shoot someone. Jasmine looked over at the Angel who just leaned casually against the wall, watching him with his gun pointed, almost laughing. “I heard you scream you okay?” Xavier asked, putting his gun away. “Yeah bad dream. Just let me get dressed and we can go. You need me to watch you interview the witness right? One of the mobsters?” She began gathering clothes as the Angel towered over Xavier, sniffing him.