Demonic Angel Novels & Stories

Gaze deeply filled with hatred and anger at each other. And then... The wings of the grim reaper spread wide. So beautiful were the angel's white and fluffy wings. The devil's wings were thin and black like bats. Horns suddenly appeared from ahead. The ears also change shape like the devil in general. As it turned out, that demon was turning into a handsome boy to trick lost spirits like Ardina. "Prepare to give my brother!" Exclaimed the devil showing off his black and pointy nails. Her teeth looked creepy as her evil smile grew on her lips.

The battle momentarily ceased as the friends watched, their hearts filled with a flicker of hope. But Mr. Lancaster, consumed by his demonic power, refused to yield. With a furious roar, he lunged at the angelic being, his talons aiming to strike a fatal blow. However, the angel effortlessly sidestepped the attack, its radiance intensifying. "Your reign of darkness ends here, Mr. Lancaster," the angel declared, its voice infused with righteous fury. In one swift motion, it extended a hand, releasing a beam of divine energy that enveloped the demon.

She says softly with disbelief in her eyes. "Demons are just angels who have fallen from grace." I replied. "How does an angel fall from grace?" Luna asks as she raises an eyebrow at me.. "Well most angels fall from grace because they disobey or ignore a direct order from the high council. When that happens they are sent to the demonic realm and are reborn as demons." I replied. "Then why do demons work so closely with angels?" She asks.

I ask in bewilderment. “Angelique was the daughter of a very prominent demon of the demonic council. Malphas, to be precise. Lucifer’s war general.” Lucas replied, he jaw set in a grim line as he clenched his teeth. He didn’t look at me but instead, he looked about him trying to work out what his next move should be. “I thought you were Lucifer’s general?”

Raven went on with the ritual. A dagger was pointed below Angelica's neck. The mercy that was once in Raven's eyes has ran away from him. Raven was now in his completely demon form. His inky hair grew more longer as it poured down messily over his face, spreading above his shoulders. His eyes became red and his nails lengthened. The dagger was used to slit Angelica's throat. The flaming eyes of Lucifer was shot closed as he prevented himself from seeing the scene. Blood profusely came out from the slitted part. The blood made it's way into the bowl mixed with the incense. The blood sent into the incense made every dead creature and paintings on the wall begin to move. All sarcophagus were op

the man spoke placing his hand on the hip as he directed his words at Dylan Parker who stood there with his eyes wide open. "No wonder he's called Hades" Those comments and whispers made the man smirk in victory. Amara just kept staring at the sudden arrival of the man dressed in clothes which were smeared with blood all over. Even though she's too shocked to watch the scene in front of her, she didn't fail to note the name of the devil who's still smirking with a gun in his hand. HADES OF THE MAFIA WORLD, DAMIAN KNIGHT!

But his brain and his heart was in sync, and doing somersaults and singing Britney fucking Spears’ Toxic. Then zip. Jeans gone. Fingers trailing down. Over his underwear. Then the man cupped it. Angel gasped. His whole body lit up like a bloody Christmas tree with boundary issues. ‘God, it was delicious.’ “Ahhh… hahhh… please…” Angel moaned. “Please what?” the demon teased. “D-do something… anything, you psychotic incubus!” The demon leaned in—smirking. His eyes were glowing like polished steel. Like molten silver.

The bricks shattered as I did. “Your boss knows what I am… and he knows that I’m coming for him.” “What… What are you? I don’t understand.” I dragged him by the chain and searched his jeans pocket for a lighter. Once I found it, I tossed it into the basement. A line of fire started to crawl towards Hem’s body. “You’re going to burn Oscar alive!” “I’m no angel, Todd.” “Then what are you?!” he cried, looking at the quickly building fire in the basement. Oscar’s scream echoed with the sizzling fire. “I’m a demon.”

"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.

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.