Devil Vs Angel On Shoulder Novels & Stories

The corner of his lips tugged upwards as he gazed at her shivering form. “I was planning on dragging you but you came in the Devil’s den yourself, Angel.” *****

She said sweetly, leaning into him. "It's alright baby..." He turned to face Samantha and the look on her face amused him greatly. "Let me go get you ladies some drinks while you get to know each other. I'll be right back." He said, registering the look of horror on both their faces and left anyways, not giving them a chance to reply. He had only one intention in mind and that was getting his angel away from that demon that called himself Ronald.

Her hellfire traveled through the ground, then shot up like a pillar, completely catching the third angel within it. A sharp agonising scream filled the skies. It shocked the angel facing Vanora so much that Vanora got a clean strike through her chest. As Vanora stared at the second angel falling to the ground, she realised that she was still glowing white. The agonising scream was also ongoing. She looked back at the angel who was convulsing on the floor in pain. When they made eye contact, the angel shouted angrily, "What a sadistic and cruel power this is! You're so horrible!"

“Order fights for the light while chaos fights for darkness. Never forget the boundary between good and evil just because you started to frolic with a pathetic zombie!” This action of the arch angel earned him a deep frown from Damon who remained as a third party not until he could tell that he needed to meddle between two angels. The moment the leader of the arch angels was about to raise his hand again for a second slap against the apprentice angel, Damon decided that it was the right time step forward. On cue, Damon stepped in between the father and son as he caught the arch angel’s wrist. A pair of dark blue eyes and ruby red ones met halfway.

“What do you want from here, Pyro?” “Wow, right to the point. I’m looking for this girl right here that I found out by one of the females here that she’s going by the name Angel here.” I looked at the picture to see that indeed it was Angel, but why is he looking for her. “What do you want with her?” “She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I want her back right now or things are going to get hot in here.” I looked to Levi to single to him that I need to speak to him alone.

Was it ever mentioned in the Bible that devils were so…. Majestic? Tony, and Mary were uncertain, but currently the two had their pairs of eyes — including everyone's glued to the figures of the two blindingly gorgeous beings. The wistfulness coursing through Mary's veins ever since the arrest was quickly overshadowed by rage as her dark orbs glared so intently yet hatefully at the blond angel. The taste of immense rancor sprouted out of every bud on her tongue urged the bitterness of her mouth — every fiber of Mary's being was brimming with rage.

Daniel, my son, I remember that night like it was yesterday. We were fleeing from the entity that Belzebub warned me about - Azrael, the Angel of Death. When he appeared, I shielded your eyes, pleading with you not to look, as he demanded I hand you over. Deli, our former babysitter, tried to help, but Azrael's power was too great. In a desperate attempt to protect you, I blocked his gaze, but he revealed his dark angelic face, letting out a piercing scream that almost threw you and Deli off the bridge.

They stood there for a beat, just holding one another, and Adom had to shake himself free of the strange longing that was beginning to invade his mind. "Why don't we take this to the bed," he suggested, hands beginning to tug on Win shirt. The Angel nodded and pulled it off, his own hands unbuttoning Adom jacket, but the Devil was far too impatient for that. He banished it with a flourish of magic that had Win chuckling softly. The Angel hopped up on the bed, scooting back until his back was to the pillows. Adom followed after him, crawling over that long lean body like a predator. They shared a grin before the Devil leaned over and again kissed his Angel .

In a split second, it felt like I had the devil and an angel on the left and right sides of my shoulder. I looked to the right as the angel spoke. “Iris, you know you should not go. This is completely wrong.” “Haha.” The devil on my left laughed. “Did he think twice before letting Lena ride him like a donkey?” “Go back inside and tell him the truth.” The angel said, rolling his eyes at the devil. “End all of this and walk away, do it for yourself.” My eyes lingered on the angel for a while, I knew he was making sense. That was the right thing to do but, my feet did not move.

“But when one corner of your mouth lifts up, you’re like a devil wearing a lopsided smile.” “Devils are angels,” he stated. Their eyes locked at each other for some moments until he looks away. No, he isn’t intimidated nor was he afraid that she’d see his soul, he had a fun idea in his head. “Why don’t we stop by Charles’ and Jason’s office?”