Demi Angel Novels & Stories

Casie: "Ok but why they stay in the den? They are still angels. Aren't they suppose to stay away from demons?" Amy: "As you can see there is light everywhere in Angelina. The sun never sets here. So Angelina does not have night and dark angels practice dark magic and need darkness around them. Demonalia Den is the place where there is no light. There is darkness every time." Casie: "Ok I get it. So dark angel do not come here." Amy: "No there were occurrences when demon and dark angels have tried attacking Angelina and so for that, we have to be prepared and so you need to take the training session seriously and the best angels than becomes archangels."

This Angel was sizing her up and down and one of his wings caressed her arm feeling the feathery embrace and feeling scared all at once. “Jasmine Lanea Peters, age twenty seven. Born from the mother of Janea Latrice Peters and father unknown. Last prayer was for her mother before she passed several years ago. You feel alone and helpless. You need this to be your saving grace. It is no wonder you are so determined.” Jasmine’s mouth went dry and she wanted to remove her hand, but instead, it started to glow which caused the Angel to look worried then. “What are you doing?”

His hair was messy, and he was rubbing his eyes, but even then, I still couldn't understand what he was saying. "H-ha?" was the only thing I said despite everything that had happened. "Aigh haskeh whatcha screyumeing aight?" I blinked repeatedly. "Can you just write what you want to say on paper?" "Idiot! Damon asked why the fuck are you screaming in the middle of the fucking night, you slowpoke dimwitted and disgusting woman!" I froze in my spot again when I heard that voice again. At that moment, I turned to finally face the owner, and my mouth really dropped open when I realized who it was.

“If I remember correctly, you still owe me a bullet.” In that instant, Sophia broke down. She dropped to the floor and began kissing my shoes. “Rachel– No– Donna Medici, it was an accident. The gun went off by mistake… I’ll leave right now… Please spare my life. My blood isn’t worth dirtying your hands…” I stood up and kicked her away. However, she crawled back again, sobbing as she kissed my shoes. “Donna Medici, I beg for your mercy…”

They were denied the right to having a life partner, nor will they be able to touch any other woman. They agreed to participate in this war hoping Zeus would grant them their heart desires but nothing of that sort happened. " Tsk!, because we agreed to this war, you want to reduce us to a guardian!You want us, demi-gods , to babysit some sickly human childs?!" Jayantha demands incredulously. " Aren't you afraid we might snap them into two and send them back to you?" " No you won't!" Zeus replied with a smile, of course he knows his son's better than anyone, especially his first son Xerxes, he won't hesitate to do what he just said, that is why he will be using his weakness against him.

But Angels, fallen or not, although they are powerful, they never engage in a fight unless they can not avoid it at all' He reassures me. We hold each other and wait, Demark has been quiet ever since he found out about this fallen Angel coming to us. He doesn't like them apparently and is now holding to his quiet mate. I focus on her, a quiet and shy girl who is the center of his universe. I noticed her first when we were all together back when I had my first encounter with Eleonore. But at the time she was in a corner and smiling. When Demark wanted to introduce us something else interrupted the moment. So now, we are in the same place, familiar yet strangers. I have to present myself to he

"Questions, questions, questions, I have many of those too. But let us start with the ones I can answer. My name is Zariel, and I am an angel. I just teleported you right from your bedroom to this place. And lest I forget, I stopped you from destroying all those many humans with your angel light." Rademos chuckled wryly. "Sorry, did you just say I wanted to destroy my family and friends with angel light? I'm not an angel, sir. You must be mistaken." "Really?" Zariel stepped closer, and before Rademos realized what had happened, he was already holding Rademos's chin in his hand and staring at him closely. Rademos recoiled. "Don't touch me!" "I wonder which of my siblings must have fathered or

ignoring the fight she had with light. She opened the box softly, and brought out a orb, a single crystal orb..with a moon crescent on it. Shimmering slightly..the orb burst open as a silhouette slipped out. A beautiful woman, hair white as snow, eyes as dark as the night, long flowing hair that seemed to never have its end. The figure smiled at Madeline, as its hands caressed her face. "You have gone through a lot dear child..." Meliaka smiled as she looked at the little half angel, who had grown far more than her expectation.

He's a little damaged, but a strong Angel. • Kyle Fletcher: This young demon in all his glory is twenty-two. With eyes like those of a dragon, he's one of the strongest Demons currently alive. Unlike the general description of a demon, Kyle is calm and takes decisions after careful thought. He's 181 cm tall (5'11 ft), weight- 67 kg (147 lbs). MBTI type: ENFP. He is strong, both physically and mentally. Favorite color: Purple. Zodiac: Virgo. Jamie believes that Asa loves him because he's a lot like Vantae but hands down to the truth, the angel loves him for his red eyes. Not that it's the only reason, but it's one of the major things about Kyle that make the angel's heart beat faster. The you

Somehow, that only makes the guilt in my chest worse. “Good,” she says, patting my hand like I’m still seven. “Then listen to someone older and stop arguing like you know more than the Church. I’ve lived long enough to know what you’re facing, Angel. I entered this convent before you could even walk. Demons are God’s creations who chose evil. They are ugly, cold, and unclean. That’s all you need to know.”