Half Angel Half Demon Novels & Stories

he said half smiling. “Yes.” Carlos said shaking his head. “Sorry.” James said stepping back and letting Carlos and Misty work magic to get their friend out of the chain. “Oh look we have Angels here.” Three different demons appeared, Anabel didn’t know who they were. “Legion said we could find some Angels here. So here we are, and as for the key, good luck breaking that magic, it was one of Hecta most strongest of them all.” He growled.

an audacious fellow roared in awe. “Dude, that’s a bit too much don’t you think…” “I mean look at him… a half demon, half angel! He’s a living evidence anything is possible.” And truthfully, Genad was. Disregarding the incredulity that an angel actually had laid with a demon, there was the fact that the angel actually birthed the baby, it survived both bloodlines, grew up safely, and could use both bloodlines, what the actual fuck?! “Hah…!” the demon king muttered in pure shock as he stood speechlessly watching the atrocity before him in awe,

The mortals, caught in the middle of this celestial battle, could do nothing but watch in horror as their world was torn apart. The Fates, once their fight was over, realized the magnitude of their mistake. They tried to clean up the mess they had made, sealing the veil and banishing the demons back to their realm. But it was too late. The damage had been done, and the demons had already sown their seeds of corruption. Halflings were born from the union of demons and mortals—creatures that were part human, part demon. These halflings, or Shades as they came to be known, were feared and hated by the mortal clans.

Alora said. "You heard what she said right? She is not a full blooded demon like we all thought, she is also a half angel, so do you think what you are going to do will affect her?" Hiro asked. "Demons are rare to see but an angel is super rare to see. The powers she had used on me the night we fought was purely darkness and she hasn't even shown the other side of her light yet. You can't kill her, she is strong." he added.

I had alot of questions I wanted to ask him. Needed to because there was no way I was uprooting my life with no explaination. And I think he saw that look in my eyes, because he gave me the run down on what was going on with everything. There was a war brewing and it all started wiht a missing demoness princess. She had allied with the fallen angels, and even some halflings (the offspring of humans and angels) that were wanting revenge on the angels.

Miaka’s P.O.V “W-what?” I hated that my voice broke, but my mind wasn’t in the right place at the moment. “Hades and Suzaku might both be Gods, but they are polar opposites of each other.” Kaleb explained. “Hades is the God of demons and Suzaku the Beast God of fire. So if you were made from their essence…that should make you half-demon…half-angel.” “That’s nonsense!” I said defensively. “I’m a full demon.”

After their encounter with Talia, Serena made sure she was protected against most spells especially mind control, she never wanted to be under anyone's mercy, but she had never tried out her counterspell before today so there is a 50% chance he might be able to control Serena's mind and there is also a 50% chance that his spell doesn't work. "Now if you don't want you mind to be utterly destroyed I need you to stay still" Mr mage said as he began to recite the spell, a gray aura wrapped around him, his eyes turned to a darker shade of black if that was even possible. Serena watched him as he kept repeating the spell and the aura around him grew stronger so the lock on his other half was begi

After all the nights I had screamed into pillows and clawed at walls and wept into the wind… Zeneca had refused to return. But now, her howl danced through my veins like wildfire, her power blooming like ancient roots reawakened. This voice… this scent… this pull—it was unlike anything I had ever known. Had I finally found him? The beautiful demon who haunted my dreams—the one who called to me night after night across realms of pain and despair? The angel of agony who wept when I wept, who screamed when I screamed, who endured when I endured? The other half of my tattered soul?

Gold flecks are juxtaposed in my iris. I slick back my hair. It fights me, thick and stubborn. I consider cleaning up with the razor. No time. Ding-dong. I open the door. Damn. Caleb stands there, all in black. A thin red-haired shadow draped in sensuality, with not one but two stunning women on his arms. The first is as flawless as the other is glowing, but also vice versa. They look like they’ve stepped out of a dream I wouldn’t admit to having.

And then he saunters off, whistling, as if he wasn’t just about to kiss me. What. The fuck. I glare at his retreating figure for a minute before following. Why is it that Caleb Hardling can reduce me to that little girl again with just a mere look? I need to watch myself around him from now on. Falling for half-demons is the last thing I need in my life. Glaring at Caleb waiting for me outside the alleyway, I shadow him down one of the many winding cobbled streets. Back to the task at hand. We need to capture this demon and take it back to Hell if we want to complete the mission—and get a point. The more points we get, the greater our chances of being in the top ten.