Devil Vs Angel On Shoulder Novels & Stories

Her feet started to step. "Not yet! I haven't given up yet. So don't be overconfident, lowly." The angel said confidently. He is trying to get up from the slump. Rise with the remnants of his strength that was almost exhausted. But, the demon immediately stepped on the angel's chest. "But you will still die in my hands, Brother!" the devil is still the devil. Don't care about the condition of the opponent. He kept pressing his footsteps on the angel's chest.

She's an angel. I'm the Devil.

I turn my face away. "I know what you're thinking," Mila says. "I don't agree with it, but like it or not, you're a danger to yourself as much as you are a danger to us. But you need to remember something: Yevgeniy is a devil through and through. And although Sasha is one too, he is different. He has you as the angel on his shoulder." Can devils even have angels? Is that even possible? "I'm not exactly doing much to stop him, am I?"

The nurse smiled and pointed to the waiting area. I just smiled and walked towards the row, I was about to sit at the end when I looked up at Videlle who was smiling and shaking her head. I stood up properly and grinned at him. "Hey, Devi. I thought I had chatted it on Tinder," He suddenly said and was overwhelmed with his senses "You're stressing me out, Devi," "Wow, I don't seem stressed either, right?" I sarcastically asked "Besides, is it really tinder?" I asked again. I handed him the paper bag, his brows frowned at it and his gaze went to me.

She saw her own blood everywhere and began to scream. *** Far away at that moment, inside Shaw-Meredith House in the woods overlooking town, a once-divine fallen angel called Del’ardo awoke with a hideous start. The demonic being thrust itself upright, enthroned amid human bones and blackness, the woman’s flesh-face it wore twisting in distress. Seeking comfort, one of its hands inched slowly out into the inky dark to stroke the head of the pet at its knee. ***

Angus fired another jet of searing flames, blasting a dent in Yi Xiaosu's chest. "As friend to the Devil," said Angus as he renewed his gaze on Yan Wushuang, "You shall help pay for his sins." He stormed at Yan Wushuang. Swoosh! A white bolt of light streaked out of nowhere. Angus stopped in his heels and his powers churned inside him, enveloping him in a cloak of red light. With a harmless sizzle, the white jet of light dissipated before it even got close to him. He turned away and set his sights on the tactile figure of the woman in white standing in the pale, milky glow of the moon. A strange sense of curiosity and interest suddenly impregnated his mind, "I wonder how the Devil's very own

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!

She sits straight up in bed, “Do you want to tell me that not only do you get Angels, but fucking heaven is for real.” With only a small wicked smile, I pull her back into my arms, “Where do you think I come from?” She goes dead quiet; then there is the very thing that I knew would happen, her body starts to tremble. It does not even take her but a mere five seconds and she pushes me away. “Are you really the Devil?” “Yes, my love, I am the Devil’s son.” “Then that means that you come from that pit of burning fire where all people fall when they have sinned.”

Subconsciously, Rebecca dragged Axel, but it was too late. She was only fortunate the bullet hit Axel’s shoulder, instead of his back. Her late drag helped a bit, by saving Axel from being shot in a vital place. “Axel!” She screamed as blood rushed out of his left shoulder. Axel’s shoulders slumped, he held his bleeding shoulder with his right hand as he slowly turned. “Son of a bitch.” He muttered under his breath and the next thing he heard was a gun shot.

" Delilah growled out before I felt her force her way out and shifted just in time to collide with the beast in front of us. Delilah was a sheer force and didn't give him the chance to get the upper hand. Our claws swiped at anything they could touch and she tried to make sure that she was out of the hitting line but sidestepped too late and I felt the heat and pain now coming from our chest. Delilah growled before she pounced again, latching on to his shoulder. I felt her teeth sink further and further until her jaw was all the way closed and she tore his shoulder completely off his body. He stumbled backwards and growled, I felt Delilah open her jaw and I assumed his shoulder fell to the g