Devil Cookie X Angel Cookie Novels & Stories

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

Dane Diam will never play fair! His cocky smile affirmed her thoughts and she huffed, sliding away from his smouldering stance. "Sweetie, come have a seat. I prepared your favourite cookies." Baby beamed, pulling out a seat for her little girl. Angel shrieked happily at the Schittie cookies on her plate. "Thank you, mama." She blew Baby a kiss and indulged herself. "You should have a seat too, Baby." Diam pulled out a chair opposite Angel's.

evil angel : did you understand anything from that kiss good angel : it's a kiss of mixed emotions evil angel : whatttt good angel : yeah evil angel : then what about these people good angel : her future evil angel : ...........

His eyes went wide as he saw Mark slowly consuming the dark chocolate. Noticing that Mark had been enticing him with the dark chocolate, Angelo can’t help but swear in his mind, “This d*mn ugly being has the nerve to seduce me. I’m not interested in you. I’m only interested in girls, man.” To get rid of his annoyance, Angelo decided to take a chocolate chip cookie from the table, but before his hands could grab the said snack, Mark suddenly spoke: “Did I say that you could take some snacks?” Angelo’s hands- which were about to get the chocolate chip cookie, immediately retracted. When Mark spotted Aimie’s embarrassing actions, he couldn’t help but tease her more. Getting the chocolate chip c

I scolded quietly but it was too late, L'Angelo Dell Terrore was already taking a seat in front of me. "Hi." I greeted. "Good morning, Uncle L'Angelo. How are you? Did you bring a date?" Lola chipped in. "The morning sure Is good. I'm fine and I didn't bring a date." He answered all her questions and brought out a cookie from his breast pocket. "Yeee...Thank you." Lola beamed as she collected the cookie and opened it. It smelled nice. Does he go around with cookies? He was yet to answer my greeting.

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"She's despicable just like you—cruel, brutal, and ruthless. What was that? For a moment, I was wondering how the hell everything changed. It was like nothing ever happened, and then it was back to normal. How did she do it?" Saturn asked, looking ever so curious. "Technology, Moron," Angelo replied. "What kind of technology is this?" Saturn asked, looking excited and frustrated at the same time. "Why don't you ask her once she's back? She's your work partner, after all. Also, prepare her for her next mission. "But…" "Sshh!" "Now I regret it; I should have just let you die there in the explosion."

Curtis “What do you want from me, asshole?” Maverick grumbled when I dropped by his house. “Don’t make it sound like you don’t want to see me, old man. We both know you’ve been hoping I’d come over.” I retorted in return, making him grumble something about being done with the Arciero shit. When I revealed that I had some of Angelica’s cookies with me, however, he was a little more enthusiastic about my presence.

:⁠-⁠$ Xavier what are you about to do with your Angel? ser feliz 🌹

Colette sits forward suddenly, concern laced in her eyes. Angels…beautiful angel shaped biscuits covered in white icing. I used to make them with Mum. I haven’t seen them in years. I take one out of the tin and place it in my hand. Closing the tin, I silently put it back on the table and glance at the little biscuit in my hand.