Satan Wings Novels & Stories

I blinked, all wide-eyed and innocent. "What are you talking about? I'm not Evelyn Everton. My name's Evelina Everton." Their faces froze as I laid it out. "What, planning to swap my score? Too late. I legally changed my name before the SATs—eighteen, remember? The one who tested was Evelina Everton. "As for Evelyn Everton, the one you messed with? Her family doesn't play nice. Hope you're ready for the fallout."

Respectfully told him to leave her hand , smiling lightly to cut her head and go speeding kitchen and her heart beating quickly because of her fear and put the Chinese and rushed to the room , Rene then ... entered the wing to stand Mira quickly "get out" expelled Zain as usual to come out without any discussion or word until I stood Rene fear staring Satan The one who approached her with a silent look, "Give me your hand," asked in a calm tone And she didn't run out, but she kept staring at his face nervously. Zayn exhaled to come forward, holding her hand, raising it. Rush held her tightly, closed his eyes, and then started mumbling several words that she could not understand or even know

Lucien The gray, suffocating canopy of the Chicago sky was exactly as I remembered it. Freezing, bleak, and smelling of industrial exhaust and old blood. The private jet had barely taxied to a halt at our secure hangar before the door lowered, and I stepped out into the biting wind. Waiting on the tarmac was a fleet of three black, armored Suburbans. Silas stood by the middle vehicle, his heavy wool coat pulled tight against the chill, a cigarette burning down between his knuckles.

It was a welcome relief not to have her arguing with him, and he settled himself in the seat opposite her after instructing the pilot of their destination and their need to hurry. Angel’s silence didn’t last very long and almost as soon as they were up in the air, she seemed to revert right back to her old self. “You know we can’t just walk right into Italy, right? Not since supernaturals came out of the closet.” Layon couldn’t help but laugh at that. “You remember who I am, right?” he responded and watched her face drop with distaste at his need to be so bigheaded. “That doesn’t mean you can ignore the rules,”

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

Perfect. “See you soon.” He’d written it himself, fog blooming from his mouth in the cold like smoke from a sermon. She’d see it when she came home, her pretty mouth falling open in that little O of shock he used to love so much. She thought she was safe with that big bastard in her house. Cute. She thought she was strong now. Even cuter. Eden Cross had carried his sins once without even knowing it. Signed her name to accounts she’d never opened. Smiled beside him in church while his assistant—God bless Tiffany—warmed his bed after evening service.

Satan looked at the long stream of blood patches and licked his lips like a hungry beast. "I am not coming with you," Brianna yelled at Satan- spatting a few drops of her saliva on Satan's face. "I am the one to decide your fate." Satan pushed Brianna onto the ground, and in that process, Brianna hurt her elbow and knees. He then gestured for his men to put Brianna in the car. "Bastard, Jerk! You pile of bollocks!" Brianna uttered a course of curses, but they did not affect Satan. He only passed her a creepy smile sending chills down her spine.

Unable to help myself, I breathed achingly, "Torin?" With his arms wrapped around the woman who had sidled up against him, Satan lowered his head; his lips captured the womans' in a kiss, lingering on them a few seconds. Finally, his hands running down the length of her back and moving onto her ass, he cupped her cheeks, giving them a quick squeeze. Afterward, pulling back a little, he looked in my direction. Gaze hard and eyes impenetrable, he murmured, "Satan, Kitten! My name's Satan."

demon:- okay I understand you didn't do anything just watch them and have fun, but I want to see my mother, she worshipped you I want to see her Satan:- what are you talking about, she was a believer in god, that why she go to god and those who worshipped me will come to me, all those people are you going to kill will become my food and make me stronger. demon:- so you want to eat their soul so you are letting them die since they are your followers, you want soul then take mine and wake her up. Satan:- I like your offer but you are a follower of god, I can't take your soul, and without consideration, I am not going to give anything, her life is in god hands.

Lucifer said, and his flew up, his wings flapping in eagerness. My heart was pierced by his beauty, and my breath was taken away. In that moment, I'd do anything to be able to be nude with him, to see him in all of his glory, and to be able to taste- Satan cleared his throat, and he gave me a look, and I snapped back in attention. "It doesn't matter! This is my victory, and Loss is probably worried with where I am." Satan got close to me, close enough that though he didn't have normal eyes like the others, there were two blue and red flames that danced in his eyeholes.