Novel & Cerita Quotes About Angel And Devil

Anjali felt a wave of shame, yet there was an unfamiliar tickle on her skin—perhaps because Alex was the first to touch her in such a manner. “Did you enjoy that?” Alex asked with a smirk. “No! I don’t! You are my brother-in-law; this isn’t fair. It’s a sin!” Anjali stammered. “Guess what? I revel in sin because I am the devil in human form,” Alex declared proudly. “But I am human; I believe in God. Please, don’t make me part of your sins,” Anjali pleaded, tears welling in her eyes. Alex wiped her tears with his thumb and then sucked it. “No, baby girl. You are my angel—an angel who has caught the devil’s eye. Soon, this angel will be caged by the devil,” he laughed.

They are the demons! "Oh my God! I exclaimed. " See what I mean? Those are what the demons look like!" Angel proudly declared. "Okay, I get your point now. Can we go far from them?" I grabbed his hand and started walking. Angel is not a demon but a real angel! So it means that everything about the angel and devil thing was a lie. The problem is, I'm not the only one who thought that the angels are the ones with wings and pretty faces. Almost everyone in the mortal world has the same belief. That's why I thought that Angel is evil!

But being the badass CEO she was, she shoved the voices into a metaphorical cage. Inner Devil 2: ‘Who cursed us?! Was it Freya’s guardian angel?’ Inner Devil: ‘Freya’s guardian angel? LMAO.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘SHE DOESN’T EVEN HAVE ONE???!’ Inner Devil: ‘Well, yeah. If you’re thirty-one and still a virgin, your angel probably resigned.’ Inner Devil: ‘We’re doomed.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Mark my words. We are going to die again.’ They cried. Loudly. For two hours.

he admitted with a short laugh while still kissing me, taking my bottom lip between his A gust of breeze blew past, but it did nothing to the rising fire of passion in my blood, my whole body was warm, and being this close to Roman, my body pressed to his, soft in every place he was hard, it made me throb and yearn Roman slid a finger down the curve of my ass, making a shiver rack through my body “My stubborn little angel” he rasped as I shifted my hips so my core was nudging his hard length I pulled back just enough to stare into his eyes, to see the brightness of desire there, but also the lingering shadows of earlier. “And you're my own personal devil,” I said softly, my words falling lik

He said nonchalantly as he placed his head on my thigh and lounged on the couch, his eyes closed. “If he's a player, what are you then?” I poked. He didn't open his eyes and I unconsciously rubbed his hair. He mumbled something gently and leaned into my hand “You didn't answer me.” “At least, you know me. They say the devil you know is better than the angel you don't know.” He said. “It's only a matter of time before this hits the media you know.” I said trying to get him to be serious about it for once.

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

“What?” “Shoot me, Angel.” **

It was crazy how much he loved his mother and how much he was willing to lose and suffer to keep her safe and happy. An angel was an angel for everyone. And being an angel was tough, because pleasing everyone was practically an impractical task. Being a devil was easier and practical. The devil had the choice. They were devils for everyone, so they had no expectations from the world, nor did the world have any expectations of them. But they could also choose to be an angel for a certain someone. Venus was that someone for a devil named Killian — a devil for everyone, but an angel for just one.

The Devil is in love with a bastard Angel child? Do I even feel the same towards him, yet, we have only known each other for such a short time, I can not even say if I am in love with him? All I know is that I have been doomed to feel the moments that he takes me to ecstasy over and over again, yet he does not find himself around me. What do I do? Am I ever going to see him again? Well, I am sure that I will. He is the Devil, and this, my dear Mirabelle, this is Hell after all.

Alexa wouldn’t do something this stupid. She was smart and coordinated. It was someone else. “Turn around, Elliot.” I could tell what it was by the sound of that beautiful voice. “Wow. I never thought an angel would visit me. It’s an honor, really.” “I’m an Angel. A messenger of the Lord.” “I know who you are. Since angels have a good memory I’m sure you know we’ve met before. You’re Liam Javeline?” “And you are the devil.”