Devil Vs Angel On Shoulder นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Since I heard he found his mate I've been looking for ways to get into the kingdom to see if she's still breathing or did you think he killed her already." “I think you should eat your food quietly, since you said you are bored under the sea, how about I send someone to cause trouble for your people so that you can be kept entertained for some months. " You are mean,” he said, going back to eating his food quietly." Niles Ohio and other warriors couldn't believe this childish god was one of the ruthless fallen angels.

Any women except Angela, who looked at him in the eyes without flinching. "Do you know who you are talking to?!" Andrew shouted at her but immediately halted at Lucifer's raised hand. Signalling him to stop. "You have some guts to do that, Miss Colton. Perhaps you don't know I am hmmm?" As the devil possessed him, his voice turned temptingly smooth. Angela's heart wavered for a second looking into his deep gaze. So deep it could consume her into an endless abyss. She straightened her back trying to look more confidant and smirked. "Oh, I don't care who you are, to me you are just a patient,"

Angel is a fairly tall man around six feet with broad shoulders with a lot of lean muscle, a slight tan with shoulder length black hair and dark brown eyes. “Alpha Raven, it’s good to meet you,” Angel bows his head baring his neck making me nod while reaching out to shake his hand. “It is good to meet you, Angel. I hear you’re Alpha Osric’s brother and quite the warrior?” I question with a small smile as he firmly shakes my hand.

“You didn’t even think I was worth your time earlier, remember?” “I’d have to be a different kind of asshole to sit back and watch while a man puts his hands on you.” He all but growls, and I don’t recall him taking another step but he’s suddenly standing so very close to me. So close, I can see the specks of gold in his eyes. Don’t say it. Don’t you dare say-- “So you were watching me.” There. I said it. The angel on my shoulder shakes her head in disappointment while the devil on the opposite side cackles with glee, hooting and hollering for me to ride on.

The sound was wet and messy with bones crunching and blood splattering. When I released him, his face was battered beyond recognition “I'm going to ask you one more time. Who. Is. He?!" I seethed. His body twitched and then he whispered filled with pain “Fûck you" A devilish laugh worked its way out of me. I rolled my sleeves up to my elbows, laughing wickedly as I did It was about time to let the beast Elio had put in me unleash

I gave her that mercy at least—didn’t let her finish the sentence. Then I felt a loud crack. The sharp sting hit first. Like a bat to the bone. My shoulder jerked back violently, and I stumbled against the railing. Pain exploded. Then another sound...someone whistled, I immediately felt the impact as my side lit up. “Sniper!” someone shouted. I dropped to one knee, teeth gritted, clutching my shoulder. My men came swarming in from the alley, guns drawn, shouting orders. Two of them covered me while another dragged me behind the SUV. I could barely hear them over the ringing in my ears.

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

, Angel said without stuttering, full of boldness and calmness that pierced the Devil's mountainous Alpha ego. His clutches tightened on her arms but she didn't wince. "You are no different from my so-called family, so why would I waste my energy on a bastard like you? Who raped me", ANGEL's words broke his patience and He lost himself in her heart-tearing words. *Thapp* The devil slapped her with a strong force that Angel stumbled upon his force but Devil stopped her from falling on the ground by fisting her hair in his hand. Aashmaan screamed in pain. Tears were continuously flowing through her brown orbs.

Angel whispered. “B-below the neckline. Where my shirt hides it.” The bastard grinned. Feral. He felt it stretch against his skin. Then—bite. Right below his collarbone. “Ahhh—are you a fucking dog?!” Angel yelped. “So this spot's okay?” the silver-eyed demon teased, voice all velvet and venom. “Y-yes,” he whispered while squirming. “P-please…” he begged again, “...just… be gentle.” The psycho laughed—low and sexy.