Half Demon Half-angel Names Novels & Stories

He replied. "Angel is just the name I have given you!" I said, feeling irritated. "No, Mary. I'm a real angel. The name was just a coincidence." He responded with a smile. I looked at him to see if he's trying to prank me. But then, he looks like he's not lying about it. "Mary, look at those winged creatures from that side! Those are the demons who work for the devil himself!" Angel whispered. I looked in that direction and saw the demons he was talking about. They look like the angels from what other people have described. White clothes, a halo, and a pair of wings. But then I saw them attacking another creature. Their eyes are red as hellfire. They are the demons!

I ask. "Because I also remembered the name they used to call me. I hated it, it made me a total outcast," she mutters. "What was it?" She looks up at me, her lips set in a thin line. "They called me daemones because they believed I was also a hybrid, but half angel, half demon.”

“Hold up. You followed me here all the way from Langkawi?! Aren’t spirits supposed to stay within the boundary of their domain? How did you take journeying across the ocean? And, and what has this got to do with…” “I am the King of Demons. Vasileios Kara Angelos. I have no set domain. I travel freely and wherever I please. Just now I am not happy being chained to you like a mere pet.” Ma’oz spat the words he so despised. “Kara Angelos…Black Angel?” “So, your grasp of the ancient languages is quite good. Yes. All demons are known as the Fallen Angels. The Black Angels.” He answered proudly. “What do I pay?” She asked again.

She offered him a gentle smile before stepping forward to bow low before the queen. "Your Majesty, with all due respect, we have traveled a long way to be here, and we only wish to see for ourselves whether our packmate is well," she said calmly and humbly, keeping her head bowed and gaze averted. Layon watched the queen examining Angel, watched the way her brow raised and her face turned to a deep scowl. "And you are?" "Angel Hale, Silverdale omega, Your Majesty,"

Why does that stupid, foolish commander want to see me now? "Anything else?" I asked as she kept staring at me too much that I was getting uncomfortable with her stares. She quickly shook her head, her cheeks crispy and ran out of the door. I picked up my jacket and wore it, boldly printed BLACK ANGEL on the back, they gave me the name because I always wear black clothes but I don't know what the angel is for, I'm not an angel and I will never be. I was my daddy's little princess and angel but he is gone.

My face fell, “But who are the others?” “There are three. You can save them all, but there will be a price.” I sighed, holding my head in my hands. “Who are they?” “My son will help you, he is a healer, as I am.” “Who are you?” The angel’s face lit up, a bright smile adorning his attractive features. The angel took his glasses off, revealing light-colored eyes. My mouth fell open, “I am the Arch Angel Raphael, but in my human form, you can call me Azarias, Az for short.”

A sharp graze of the venom that lurked in his eyes. I swallowed dryly, my drink freezing over from my fingertips. “I… I don’t understand how this has to do anything with my father. You want to play a sick game with me? Fine, I’ll humor you. But p-please, please let him go, Christian.” “Hmm, you do remember my name. That’s pleasantly ironic.” “Did you forget mine?” “Angel.” He savored it, sweet and sinful, dark eyes locked on mine. “Not for a moment. Again, do you have even the slightest idea how upsetting it was to have to find out that a population of over 30,000 blondes bear that name in America?”

We would soon move to the ward, the private ward which is reserved for me, the gifts are brought in right before including my best food. "What will you choose to be their names?" The excited Helena asks. "If you can't suggest, I will name them." She offers excitedly. What should I even give to them as names? "Luca, Layla and Landon." "Woww, what nice names?" Casmien exclaims. "I think we will go with those!" So these three angels come to bless my life, to tighten the bond between me and Casmien, and above all to form a family.

This is normal for the Death Kings. Angel clears her throat. Sidhe and Gator stop kissing to turn their eyes on her. She has such a commanding tone that everyone present is waiting to hear what the high school English teacher and horseback riding instructor have to say. “Alright, you two that’s enough. We aren’t going to start an orgy with the children present,” she admonishes them. Us and Tempest are the ‘children’ she is referring to. They both say, “yes ma’am”. Angel also goes by the name Natalie or her nickname Ali. We call her Angel out of respect for the terrifying assassin she is. The criminal world pays her large amounts of money to quietly end their enemies and she is talented, at l

Full of wonder. "Madonna. After your fine girlie." Grayson replied. Ayven laughed. And cried at the same time. Tears streaming down his face even as he smiled. He had another sister. Another person to protect. Another person to love. He turned to Angel. Studied her for a moment. "I gave you a middle name, right? Angel Mia Cross." "Yup. And I love it so much. I never had a middle name before." Angel beamed. "Then her full name should be Madonna Silvia Cross." Ayven said it with authority. Final. Decided.