Dark Angel Fanfics Novels & Stories

He lowly seethed, his tone so dark and frightening, to the point where I had to cling to my brother’s arm for support, blinking away the tiny tears gathered at the corners of my eyes. “Okay, Azrael, stop. You’re-” “No no, no, Razzie upset,” Our attention quickly averted as Archangel Michael’s daughter suddenly slurred once again, pinching both his cheeks, her still wobbly arms then clinging against Death’s broad shoulders as she pushed herself upwards, struggling to reach his height. Curiously watching how she unsuccessfully tried a few times, my lips suddenly parted as she eventually reached and slowly touched his lips with hers for a few times, almost purring in utter delight.

♧DON POV♧ Relationships are made in heaven this is not a myth, I got an angel in my life, I still remember our first meet, the way that she held my fingers and talked sweet words our second is most crazy she pinned me to wall and kissed me like a wild cat, then this wild cat became my personal secretary and little lamb I became a kid while being with her, I enjoyed her whining and nagging, she loved me wholeheartedly, I know no one can love me the way she do, she made me to taste the love and affection part in my life she brought colors in my colorless life, I'm a monster I forced her to stay with me, still she gave a chance to me to be a part of her life I tried to push her away from my lif

, Younger exclaimed with a sigh. The angel's expression turned quizzical as he tilted his head, "Why would I hate you? I haven't even seen you before!". "Well! in case you didn't notice, I am a demon. Red eyes, Black wings, duh!! And sunbae, Angels and Demons hate each other.", the other drawled, rolling his eyes. Asa cringed at the honorific, "Can you just not call me that! And no. I don't hate you. I don't have a reason to". The younger smiled, his dimples showing as he spoke, "My name is Kyle, and thanks for not hating me", getting a gentle smile in return.

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

It was then I realized he hadn't reached his climax yet, and then leaning closer to my lips he whispered the next words that made the hefty shiver run down my spine leaving my entire body in the prior turmoil again. "I am not done with you yet, Angel..." Before I could even process his words Kaden's speedy movements were back overpowering the effects of my aftershock. Well...he definitely meant it when he said once he starts, he was not going to stop.....

"Why are you still fucking stood there!?" Angel snarled furiously. Shielding me from him as if he had seen me naked. Hearing me cry out in pleasure might as well have been the same thing In angels eyes. "Why the fuck were you touching her!?" Cole snapped back at him murderously. "She's mine!" Angel growled out slowly, his lycan rising like a wild beast. I knew if he escaped he would go into bloodlust, he would shred Cole to smithereens before using his bones to sharpen his teeth on.

Amy: "Dear I understand how you might be feeling. But dear this is one of the rules of Angelina. As an angel, you are not supposed to eat food or drink water. You might have seen you didn't felt thirsty or hungry since morning." She is right. I didn't feel hungry or thirsty. Casie: "Ok. I have seen many horror movies as kids. I don't mean to frightened you but just out of curiosity I wanted to ask. So are their dark angels as well?" Amy and Sam's facial expression turned from cheerful to worried. Amy sighed and said, "Yes there are dark angels also in reality who stays in Demonalia Den." Casie: "Ok but why they stay in the den? They are still angels. Aren't they suppose to stay away from dem

“Oh, and his doggy style… His doggy style made me beg for mercy. As he fucked me from behind, he was using his hands to squeeze my breasts. He pulled my head backwards and fucked me so hard. The pleasure was in the pain mamacita.” “Now I see why you didn’t hesitate to wait for the whiskey. You must really need it. I hope I really get to fuck Jared someday. I’m literally already fucking him in my mind. Damn, that dick is gonna be really good.” “Damn, I’m even wet already.” McKayla said to Cordelia. “Ooouuuuu.” Cordelia expressed as she gulped down the remaining whiskey in her cup. “Uhmmm…. I’m going to leave now so you can, uhmmm… take care of all the stuff that you’ve got going on down there

yelled the other driver before driving off Ethan did not hear a word of what the driver had said as his screen was all rolled up and his imagination continued. Images flashed in his mind of Olivia and Jeremy together, lost in passion. He slammed on the wheel again and removed the sling and freed his hand. Even though it was hurting, he didn't care, he wanted to get home and stop what he believed was happening. He knew Jeremy his friend. He will sleep with any woman who let him. Aside from that, he was good at seducing women especially those that catch his attention, the beautiful sexy or gorgeous. Olivia is both sexy, gorgeous and extremely beautiful so he knew Jeremy will make a move on her

The towering spires of Ravenshadow loomed in the distance, a comforting silhouette in the vast wilderness. "You seem more at ease than yesterday. Another visit to Barbara, I presume?" Xerxes observed, staring on the horizon, his tone casual yet probing. The image of Mira moaning, twisting in his arms earlier that night, flashed in Daemon's mind. He shook his head to clear it. "No, but you are right. I have fed." "How many? Ten? Twenty?" A hint of concern laced his words. "That must have been...stressful." If it were anyone else, Daemon would have let the conversation die. "One. A girl," he confessed, the memory of her taste still vivid on his tongue.