Demi Angel Novels & Stories

Not until I found Desdemona, the half angel-half demon creature I was hunting in the area. Desdemona was a centuries old creature who had first made her debut back in the civil war era. Near the close of the war, she had been captured by the archangels and put into purgatory where she no longer could reign terror onto the innocents and mortals of this world. Unfortunately, not that long ago, she had escaped from purgatory and was now back to her old ways: wreaking havoc on innocent mortals here in New Orleans. She was the cause of all of the disappearances as of late, and she was starting to draw attention with how many mortals had gone missing in the past couple of months. It was concerning

Angelica had demon blood in her veins giving her the ability of compulsion and glamour. I watched at black thick liquid began to ooze out of her mouth, nose, and ears. I dropped Angelica on the ground and felt my chest heave. My Seraphina was here. My mate was here, and there was no way I was leaving without her. She was the angel to my demon. The light to my dark. I was led to her as she was led to me. My angel. My everything and no one would keep me from her.

"No! I am not going to do anything until you tell me–holy freaking sh*t!" Ethan accidentally pushed a human-sized angel statue beside the fireplace. They heard clicking sounds before the angel statue slide aside with the wall behind it, revealing a stair leading somewhere down. None of them was able to react for a full minute. Their eyes just kept shifting back forth from each other, both riddled with confusion. "What is this place?" Ethan exclaimed while scanning the spacious room that is filled with all kinds of weird stuff. "I have never seen these things before in my life." Andra stated with astonishment.

he continued. “Or heaven must have really messed up with me, Dad,” I murmured in annoyance, but he only smirked at me. “Can angels have babies?” Olivia sat upright as she asked, looking at Elenita, but when she ignored her, she pressed her forehead again on the car window. “Oh! There’s Angela!” She raised her hand, pointing her finger at the two young women and a man getting into a convenience store. I had not caught a glimpse of their faces, but I had enough of her. This is the last time I will look for Angela. And after today, I will forget about her… wishing I could really forget her.

Zero: ＼( ･_･) But it couldn’t be helped, in the heavenly beauty stereotypes they were three main types: The angelic beauty, the demonic one, and finally the fallen angelic ones/ demonic yet angelic beauties and that right now was what Dina beheld. Light purplish hair which flowed down like a streaming spring, upturned almond eyes with the prettiest ocean blues that pierced a fierce light into any eyes that dared strayed to it. Glossy, thin-looking pink lips arching into a permanent poker line. An oval face with an edgy-looking chin, a slender, pointed nose perfect in proportions just like his body, thin yet full eyebrows, slightly dark-purplish eyelashes that trembled at each motion of his e

prologue It was peaceful and wonderful in Angel’s empire, trumpets were singing, clouds were dancing and angels were peacefully resting but a sudden appearance of Kram, stopped their calm and peaceful empire. Kram, was the Archangel, highest above all angels. His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance.

I simply say while stuffing my hands in my pocket. "Dude, I hate that word," Justin mumbles, and I scoff. Soon, we see Angel's walking figure. She is humming a song with her beautiful voice. Daniel jogs behind her with an evil smirk and pokes her side, making her yelp in surprise. "Are you fucking sick?" she asks in disbelief once she sees us. How did I not notice her at school? Angel is so beautiful with her black hair and hazel eyes. I'm going soft! "Why are you following me?" she snaps.

My heart skipped a beat looking at his grave expression as it was not a usual incident for me. Damien was the first one who asked the most vital question. Everyone might be waiting to know the answer to that question. Damien asked curiously, “Hazel, you are looking better now. So if you have no problem, will you tell us who exactly you are? Surely, you are neither a human nor a creature from the underworld. Then who exactly are you?” Biting my lower lip, I looked at Xander, who was still sitting in the middle of the room silently, without even sparing a glance at me. I decided not to delay anymore. Clearing my throat, I replied, “Actually, I even myself didn’t know my real identity, until th

Aunty Cassandra please wake up, don't go, don't leave us alone, please," Mia cried out hysterically. "Cassandra!!!. My love, please wake up!!!... Nooooooo!!!!!!!.... Please wake up, I still need you." Claradious wept in agony. "Take heart Claradious, you have to be strong for your daughter and your sister now," The Midwives consoled. "Noooooooooo!!!!!!! Claradious hysterically screamed in agony. (Present, The Modern-Day) Angelus has grown up into a beautiful, strong, and confident young lady, she is 5 foot 4 inches tall and she looked twenty in terms of age but she is a seven hundred million years old girl.

Meadows huffs at her. “Angelics… they’re vegans!” Demi casually wanders in looking mischievous at his quick-witted remark and winks our way. All pale skinned, sandy hair and blue eyes which hint at far off DNA in his past bloodlines. For once no sign of his identical shadow and I roll my eyes at him. “I guess that gene was missed on you two then.” I point out. “You two could eat your own weight in steak in a three-minute sitting.” For Angelic mix breeds they lack anything good natured or pure in their genetic makeup.