The Devil Angel Novels & Stories

The man was a Fallen Devil! A Fallen Devil was a Cultivator who had been infected by Devil Qi, or had strayed into the Devil's Practice for some reason. He would possess the strengths of both an Immortal and a Devil.

Clenching my fist I looked up and I was correct. "I saw you checking me out." Raphael said as he scanned my body. I sucked in a breath and spoke up. "I know who you are." I said hoarsely. "Took you a while to figure out Miss. Lebedev." He replied. "How is your father?" He smirked. "Stay the fuck away or I'll-" "Kill me." "Inform your father the 'devil'." "You'll do what red?" He said with a bored tone. Red?

I said pointing at the direction of where I thought the pull was coming from. " They are probably fucking her," she said and I raised my brows in confusion, I don't know what she was talking about. " Someone is fucking who," I asked as I picked up my underwear slipping my foot into it. " I saw her with a Bartender at the night club." I growled as a furious rage took over my senses, I feared that I couldn't control my anger as I felt my demon taking over my body and soul. I quickly wore my shirt and pants before teleporting my self to the direction of the pull ignoring the voice of Kathy who was nagging and ranting.

The baby stirred, a calm, steady pulse. Aunt Dee watched quietly from a distance, understanding settling into her expression. The ancestors’ voices echoed one last time through the realm: “The devil’s greatest act of defiance is not destruction— It is devotion.” Far away, the hunters drew closer. But for the first time since the prophecy began, Malik knew exactly where he stood. And he would not move.

Like he wanted to crawl inside Angel and never leave. “Fuck….” the demon choked. Then he came. Deep inside Angel. Angel could feel it. Warm. Violent. Unforgiving. And Angel—he broke, forgetting his regret, hips still moving. Fully surrendering his body, heart and soul to the devil. He came untouched. With a high cry and shaking legs. Just from the friction. The heat. The way the man’s voice sounded. The way he looked at Angel. They collapse. Sticky. Tangled.

"God was so furious, that he decided to eliminate everyone but still, not all were completely tainted as some few were still intact... He put aside the good ones and flushed everything out, rebuilding the earth once again. Those angels who fell from God's glory because of their sins were sent to hell, and so was the devil" " The earth starts once again, in light, love and harmony... But, sin was not completely eradicated as a child was conceived which was of sin, the generation moved on but non knew of the existence of an angel born of sin in the mist of humans until hundreds of thousands of years after, the angel fell for a human male and conceive of a baby, born to be the devil's bride" th

"Shit, Fiorella, what have you done to me? "Shit, Fiorella, what have you done to me? This angel descended from heaven to receive pleasure at the hands of the Devil, but it is the Devil who is falling for her charms; it is me who is getting lost in that angel's gaze.

I closed my eyes, shut my mind from thinking anything, and started counting in my heart to distract myself from the devil's closeness. "It's getting cold," The devil whispered into my ear after a while and I trembled from the slight touch of his lips rubbing on my earlobe. I immediately opened my eyes, flushed completely, and when I saw that devilish smirk on his face. I felt like digging a hole and hiding inside it. How could I be so idiot? He isn't the one in s*x more than I am... Why do I always keep thinking about s*x with him even when I know he is a devil and a dangerous creature?

"Yes boss, will start the investigations right away" He said, then ending the call, reins are one deadly vipers, who eat human beings, they are called the sons of the devil, since the first war with them, which was led by their master, remembering him made me angry, he was locked on the underground with his minors, but somehow, they have appeared on earth, attacking people, and they dare lay their hands on her, Angelina. What if i hadn't come rescuing her, maybe she do turn to one of them, the thought of her turning to one of those devils, made me shake with fear and which I don't wanna ever imagine

good inside of her, that she's dying to be bad for once. If she wants to be fucking bad, then she can definitely be bad for me. I like a bad girl, but deep down I crave a good girl; a good girl that will let me bring out the fucking demons inside of her. We all have demons inside of us and every single person's is fucking different. I look down at my chest and run my fingers over the tattoo on my right pec, rereading the script that's permanently inked into my skin. I get another fucking feeling- a goddamn cold chill that runs through me deeply and rocks my fucking body to its core. "When an angel craves havoc, who better to give it to her than the devil himself" I am no doubt, the motherfu