The Angel Born In Hell 소설 & 이야기

I am happy but the guilt of hurting this beautiful Innocent angel is eating me day by day. "I promise baby I will do anything JD everything to keep you and mama happy and safe. Dada also promise to get forgiveness from mama even if it takes infinity." Promising this to my princess I kissed her and my woman on there head. At that moment a part of me also thanked god for sending these precious women to me. ******* Hlw beautiful people!! Hope y'all like the chapter. So yeah finally baby is here. Do share your thoughts and do review In His Hell on GoodNovel with your comments and stars.

The word tore from my throat as I slid down the counter, my legs unable to hold me. I’d butcher men without remorse and paint their blood on the walls as if it was some fucking piece of art. But this...this was different. My soul laid bare, utterly consumed by rage and anguish. My men stayed with me and watched their mafia king break apart, waiting for the explosion. My wrath would awaken the demon inside me, summon hell, and unleash my demons to wreak havoc on Earth to avenge my Angel. “How did they get to her?” My voice was hoarse, the words muffled as I spoke into my hands.

Layon agreed and Angel's mouth began to fill with saliva, threatening to make her puke. Though she had been born into their pack, Angel felt no kinship to those fools, and she couldn't think of anything worse than actually mating with one of them. Perhaps my father being a traitor is a good thing, she thought, though deep down she knew things would have been much simpler if her father had never tried to challenge Layon's father. Maybe then both of her parents might still be around. As things stood, she was basically an orphan and with the way her community treated her, she may as well have been packless too.

I will need both to survive this hell. Killian called me angel, but he put me in hell. So, what happens when an angel is forced into hell? Does she survive? Does she fight? Do the flames of hell burn her to ash? Does she rise from those ashes? I wasn’t in hell before. No, I was in purgatory trying to make my way to heaven, instead I got plunged into hell. I guess we will find out what happens when the devil puts his angel in hell.

ANGEL Something crazy gleamed in his eyes, and then he was laughing. Manically. “You think I’m going to watch your belly swell with his child? Watch you give birth to a piece of Vincent while I stand by and do nothing?” “Please—” “No.” He shook his head slowly, and the smile spread even wider across his face, turning my blood to ice. “No, Angel. That’s not how this works. That thing inside you isn’t a baby. It’s a parasite. It’s an infection. It’s Vincent’s last pathetic attempt to claim what’s mine.”

Well, now something is reborn within me. Let my hope blaze, sweet invisible light, Now it shall burn with flames, Within the eternal night, Its heat shall burn bright with a will nothing will ever tame And if I fall or rise, I will do it on my own. “I need these glamour potions and the smell inhibitor again. I have to become a new person, Stine, with a new appearance, scent everything. I was ready to once again be reborn and this time nothing would make me fall.” The angel of revenge is back and she wants flames/fire.

She sat up. “Okay. . I have seen those souls and creatures with my own eyes and I do not have anyway to deny it. This is the underworld. That old, wrinkly man is Charon. And you are Hades, the god of hell. But--” she threw her arms in the air, palms up. “I am not Persephone, that just cannot be. I am Angelique. I have been Angelique the moment I was born. I am a mortal. I do not have any power. This is just impossible.”

He told her stories of his history with substances and thoughts of suicide. His family made him hate the world and made him want to contribute to its misery. An angel appeared to offer him a deal, requesting their first born in exchange of chaos. He told her how he turned down the hand. He claimed there to be no difference between demons and Oregome

Lucifer fell before the beginning of man Kyra breathed that's true Raziel agreed but my mother was a true saint and her pure soul ruined my dad's plan of using her to give birth to another great evil in the world it's something like a cosmic joke I was supposed to be born a demon from the womb of a saint but because of her faith during pregnancy with me she stayed true determined to use her own purity and a mothers love for her child to change my fate away from my fathers evil legacy the creator took pity on her and blessed her for enduring such suffering at my father's hands and I was born a pure winged angel instead

Every day I cried for you, thinking the Goddess was showing me what could have been, but she was actually showing me what was to come. Your birth mother was an angel, and your birth father a demon. I was near a river I often visited when I heard your mother's sobs. She was clutching you, and when we locked eyes with me, she handed you to me and grabbed my hand, showing me everything that had happened through her touch. Your father was a demon, and despite their races, they were madly in love. Your father is the King of the Underworld. An angel's highest rank is a guard of the Gods and Goddesses themselves; your mother was the daughter of Jeremiel, one of those guards.