Realistic Devil Wings Novels & Stories

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

"I wasn't–" "Bet." Vito interrupted, stepping closer. Aiden shifted back instinctively, but Vito only closed the distance. Before Aiden could react, Vito's hands stretched out and grabbed his neck. He angled his head up so Aiden had no choice but to meet Vito's gaze. "Are those real?" Vito asked, his eyes locked on Aiden's. "What?" Aiden's voice came out breathless. "Your blue eyes. Are they real, or are you wearing fucking lenses?"

I didn't take her actions into serious consideration and thinking about this gesture as her approval, I leaned at the side and licked the smooth skin of her thigh, she shivered from my touch and I could find myself smirking at her reaction. Just when I was getting lost while tasting her body, she suddenly pressed my neck harder making me choke and realizing what she was trying to do to me, I immediately changed from human to devil. Once I turned into my real self, she wasn't able to hold me because my body was like a shadow nobody could ever hold onto, feeling pissed and angry, she stood up from the bed and then suddenly her eyes lit up showing the color of mixed red and black and then a str

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

Someone wanted me dead. Someone wanted my empire. Someone wanted to finish what my father started. And I was done being the man everyone underestimated. I turned toward the west wing. Marco’s domain. Time to stop pretending I’m blind. Time to start playing the board like I own every piece on it. The first move was mine.

The wings of that little creature glowed in darkness like fire flies light producing abdomen. He felt that this yellow light from the wings was one of the most attractive point of that tiny human- like creature. He extended his palm to the darkness through the window. He saw the tiny human creature coming near his hand and standing on his palm without making any pain to him. He got astonished and his eyes almost bulged out in excitement. He didn't felt much weight to the creature who was still standing in his hand. He watched into the little creature keenly, it was a cute, beautiful tiny lady human. He felt it somewhat as William's mom.

The Winged race had been so glorious when it first emerged. But since the Devil's advent into the fold, the Wingeds had suffered nothing but a string of unfortunate events: he took their Reality Painting and the Suan Ni True Blood, their Legion was utterly decimated with only a paltry few of their number barely surviving, and now, he was once again soundly defeated with his Fan of Cosmos now seized by him, and he would never escape unscathed this time, by the looks of it.

He believed there is no such Angel for Devil There's no such LOVE where Devil is smitten He turned into Devil was not in search of an Angel Never in his life he thought he would found it one Not definitely in his world where only Devil's reside Not definitely under moon where breeze blew kisses Baby I Wanna tell you a story Sorry if I bore you with mine It's a story of a Devil and his Angel She's everything which he's not He's sin where she's boon Ho baby tell me what was his fault He was child with castles of dreams, a happy go child who wanted a life which he could call it Peace Ho baby tell me what was his fault the world made him Devil He stayed far watching her smile, She was his word,

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

And stopped him from falling further. “You’ll need to open your eyes if you truly want to see me.” Is he hearing things already? Is that really Axel’s voice? He gently peeked. And was shocked by what he witnessed. Axel is flying. Not just flying, but he had wings. Not of an angel, but of a devil’s. “Now tell me, will you still love me if I’m like this?” Urie was rendered speechless. He didn’t know what to say. Just now, demons started chasing him saying they wanted him dead. And now, his boyfriend seems to be one of them. Does he want to kill him as well?