Nightmare Devil Wings Novels & Stories

Claws crept out of his fingers while his face became darkened as he levitated. "I see you now got my wings too, now, let me show you mine!" Rio replied while his eyes had a combination of red and blue, a weird fire burned round his back while his clothes burned off and dropped on the ground as Red-Blue wings retracted out from his back and flapped fiercely, a combination of Rio's wings and Sathanas wings while they flapped fiercely. Claws also crept out of his fingers while his hair caught off in flames, a tattoo on his neck as both brothers stared at each others, both levitating on the air.

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.

I clear my throat, “Come on, Divina, bring those wings out.” She sighs in defeat and says, “Fine, but you stay over there.” She rolls her shoulders and takes a deep breath and I watch as her upper back ripples and the skin over her shoulder blades split open and her magnificent wings burst forth. This time there are no blue flames, just Divina and her silvery blue wings. I walk over to her and run my fingers over her wings, and she shivers in response and ruffles her feathers up and out effectively knocking me back a few feet.

- asked Miguel, looking with hopeful eyes at the two friends sitting at the table with him now. - Well, if she pushed that guy away then... I guess so.- Maria replied and shrugged.- What happened to Nadir is what surprises me most. If she's just a succubus, how could have grown wings? According to the division of demons in this book, from which I have copied the ritual, only Fallen Angels have wings, and certainly not succubus.- she added, clearly still surprised by this. - You mean Nadir wasn't a succubus?- Juan asked, not understanding any of this. In general, all the supernatural things that had happened recently hadn't gotten to him yet, but he just decided to go with the flow.

Daniel watched in horror as the demons began to put chains around the boy's wrists. "NO!" Marcus screamed as the chains were pulled causing him to be lifted off his feet. Azazel ripped his already tattered shirt off, revealing deep silver scars. The scars mirrored Daniels. "Go on, show your daddy your little angel wings." Azazel said mockingly. Marcus took a deep breath and let his wings unfurl. They were pitch black, but they were covered by tiny silver scars. Whatever blade was used to make the scars on Marcus's body was used on his wings too.

What if something happened to him? I came out slowly while looking around the surroundings. I walk towards the gunshot sound. God, please nothing should happen to him. I saw some people in distances. I moved to them. But, what I saw and heard made my body freeze. No, this is not true. My body is trembling in fear. Those devilish eyes saw me. I forget to breathe. He walked to me. I am struggling to breathe. My breathing became short. I started to see black dots. The next second, I fell into darkness. The last thing my mind said before I passed out was “He is a devil”

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

Damona feels ecstatic and hummed in response. A familiar strong force pulled me up, and four sets of beautiful eyes greeted me. A smile broke free in my lips and hugged the life out of my sisters because I miss them so much. ~~~~ Damona’s POV As I flutter my eyes open, my gaze meets with a devil. I let out my wings and spread them wide open. My long reddish straight hair that almost reached my feet dance with the wind. He looked at me stunned while scanning my appearance. Like him, I have black wings.