Love Between Fairy And Devil Novel Novels & Stories

Altarria always partnered up with him in protecting it. However, god exterminated him for violating the law. He fell in love with a human. A guardian has to stay neutral. He couldn’t choose side. By loving her, he paid more attention to the human’s world. God warned him a couple of time but, he didn’t listen and still believed that feeling love is not wrong. Yes, love is not wrong. But, humans and guardians are not permitted to love each other. So in the end, Azrael was exterminated and his lover was killed by the guardians.

“Last time I checked, selling your soul to the devil doesn’t necessarily have a happy ending. I’m scared. I don’t want this anymore. To be you-you-your-your vessel of mercy. I just want a normal life, Devlin. I’m hurting still even after you promised me I’d be happy. You used me, Dustin used me and your father tried to reduce me into a pile of broken bones and ash. I don’t want this.” I try pulling out from his gentle grip but I somehow don’t get anywhere. He brushes his thumbs simultaneously across my cheeks as he wipes away my tears, looking at me with so much pain and empathy, for a moment I forget he is the king of chaos. Somehow, his heart feels indented and I can tell by just looking i

And as a devil that they coined to, he has to be emotionless, like having nothing to oppossed on just a simple agreement. Not that that the world will gonna mad and throw him somewhere in the slump if he follow her parents decisions, he have nothing to lose beside the freedom to wander freely in the town. He saw how a husband in the town, even in power have to be careful to walk with just anyone but their wife. The thought of it give chills all over his body, how can he walk with someone, anyway?

Never knew he was a demon in disguise. Despite the hatred I am having towards him right now, I still can not beleive that I still feel that I love him. He was my first love and I thought that we will end up happily ever after. After all, he love me sincerely. And so I thought. But no. I was wrong. Severely wrong. He was an enemy from the start. He lured me on his trap. And I let myself in. In exchange of thousands of lives. I will not forgive myself. Not until I revenged my people.

So she decided to knock again. Thankfully, this time, she heard a very faint but cold come in. She twisted the door knob happily awaiting the face of her soon to be husband. She always dreamt that her husband should be an angel. Eleanor gazed at the figure in front of her and she couldn't help but gape. This is an angel indeed, She couldn't believe she was going to get married to this amazing figure. Suddenly, she was on cloud nine. Thinking of the many things they were going to do together.

He tells everyone that he is beyond happy that he met me and that from now on I am only his, and that we will all live together in peace, as he will not allow anyone or anything to harm us. We all clink our glasses and drink the champagne. Anna looks at me suspiciously and gives me a sign to go somewhere private with her. We go outside, where she asks me what the hell is going on, how could I be with the actual devil. I explain to her that he is not like everyone thinks of him, that he is loving and sweet with me, and that I will be his wife. Anna tells me that she will not allow me to marry the devil, that I have become insane.

‎I have a boyfriend. ‎A good one. ‎One who makes me pancakes and calls me sunshine and holds me when I wake up screaming from nightmares he pretends not to notice. ‎And last night I let the devil put his hands on me. ‎Let him put his mouth on me. ‎Let him almost— ‎I sit up too fast,causing my head to spin. ‎I came home to my own apartment after the whole fiasco, I couldn’t face him. ‎My phone is on the nightstand.

This wasn't the Dante Salvatore who ruled through fear and cold precision. "Is this redemption from the Lord?" I continued, almost to myself now. "Was the nun that pure that her presence drove the demons that worry me away?" Silence. I picked up the glass again, swirling the whiskey. Watching it catch the light. "Il diavolo non merita redenzione, " I murmured. "Ma forse... forse il diavolo ha bisogno di un angelo per ricordargli cosa ha perso." The devil doesn't deserve redemption. But perhaps... perhaps the devil needs an angel to remind him what he's lost.

“Tell me, how many nights has she slept beside you, thinking you’re just a cursed soul in need of love? What will she do when she sees what you really are?” I turned fast, slamming him into the wall, though my hand passed halfway through him, half shadow, half flesh. “Stay away from her.” Mordecai’s grin didn’t falter. “You can’t threaten me with the same anger that made me. You forget, Azrael, I am you. The part that slaughtered your blood, the part that smiled while the world burned.” “Not anymore.” He leaned close, his whisper colder than winter. “You can dress it in softer colors, share a bed, pretend the devil deserves love, but you and I know what’s coming. Nine months left, remember?

Her heart galloped, and her breathing hitched, seeing him so handsome in a white suit, his eyes gleaming at the sight of her, his chest heaving as if struggling to breathe. Almost immediately, nothing else mattered but The Devil in front of her. She was marrying the man of her dreams. ~ “So tell me why, what good is life If we're all just waiting to dance in the sky? I'm already there, here in your eyes We climb the gates, every time that you lie down next to mе I rest in peace Thеy say it's better, but how could that be? If everyone had a love like us They wouldn't call that place above, Heaven” ~