The Devil Disguises Himself As An Angel Of Light Novels & Stories

His eyes were blinded by a black piece of cloth. "You thought hiding in a petty ball will save your life?" Lucifer mocked. His inky eyes glinted murderously at the man. The man fell on his knees, his head banging on the tiled floor with a thud. "Please forgive me Mr Camphell!" Lucifer clicked his tongue at the rat squirming beneath him. "You should have asked it before you were thinking of betraying me. Andreas D' Angelo," Lucifer pulled out a gold plated pistol. He poked the barrel on the man's head.

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

"He gave me a choice like he has given you. The moment I don't respond and turn my back on him, I'm not his minion anymore." Like him, he was given the same option but he turned his back on the Angel and this was his punishment. How could he not turn against Keisuke? He was bewitched with the lady's charm. The Angel of Death was expecting him to be a traitor and he became one. "The Angel will always find a way for you to betray him. You have no choice but to betray him." "Wrong!" Nisemono yelled, flying to strike Tenshi with a jambiya dagger.

We pulled away when I realized that he was straddling me. I blushed at the position. "I want you so badly right now. But I will wait for you until you are ready." he said stroking my cheeks. He was about to get off when I stopped him. I looked up at his eyes, staring at them. "I'm ready." I said as I stared into his eyes. "You sure?" he asked. Without answering him, I pulled him into a kiss. I gave myself to him that night. We became one. I gave myself to the devil. I was arranged to the devil.

Gaze deeply filled with hatred and anger at each other. And then... The wings of the grim reaper spread wide. So beautiful were the angel's white and fluffy wings. The devil's wings were thin and black like bats. Horns suddenly appeared from ahead. The ears also change shape like the devil in general. As it turned out, that demon was turning into a handsome boy to trick lost spirits like Ardina. "Prepare to give my brother!" Exclaimed the devil showing off his black and pointy nails. Her teeth looked creepy as her evil smile grew on her lips.

This wasn't the Dante Salvatore who ruled through fear and cold precision. "Is this redemption from the Lord?" I continued, almost to myself now. "Was the nun that pure that her presence drove the demons that worry me away?" Silence. I picked up the glass again, swirling the whiskey. Watching it catch the light. "Il diavolo non merita redenzione, " I murmured. "Ma forse... forse il diavolo ha bisogno di un angelo per ricordargli cosa ha perso." The devil doesn't deserve redemption. But perhaps... perhaps the devil needs an angel to remind him what he's lost.

But how the hell could he appear so beautiful as I had expected him to look ugly on the outside just like he was on the inside? “Its because I was created by God and was once one of his so called beloved angels of light.’’ The devil then said standing up. I looked at him in shock wondering how he had read my mind. ‘’Oh please, don’t tell me you have forgotten me already. I have always been in your head Nathan, whispering to you, persuading you to do my bidding.’’ The devil then continued while I looked at him in shock. ‘’And you were one of my favorite humans, always listening to me and letting me manipulate you through my demons. From greed, revenge, hatred to lust. You rich people are just

That fear has fueled his self-preservation paranoia even more. "Affirmative, host." The system replied to Quickstep. 1. Angels – these beings were present on the creation of everything. They were the ones who safeguarded the realms until its completion. Acknowledged for their bravery and righteousness, they battle every foe with unbridled savagery until all that they judged evil are retuned to nihility. Angels use primordial magic of light. 2. Devils – fallen angels who desecrated what they were meant to be. Tempted by chaos, these angels discarded their wings of truth and abandoned their love for creation. They wreaked havoc upon the infinite realms. Devils use primordial magic of chaos.

But, this angel of light broke through that veil, and now even the Devil feels love but his love is like that of a burning furnace, his love rages with madness and destruction, and his possessiveness roves like that of a legion wreaking death and havoc with each strike. The human became helpless and confused. "How have you fallen from grace, my angel?" The dark creature whispered into the human's ears. A helpless moan tore through the angel as he forced his own reply. "Would I have fallen into your arms if I hadn't?" The Devil chuckled, it was like the ringing of thousands of voices. The angel's legs tremored when the Devil caressed his bare body firmer, playing his body like it was his favo

CORRIE I heard a loud agonising creak of a door and a bright shine of light hit me as I coddled on the floor. I could barely wince my eyes, even raising my hand to block the light was a problem. The sound of loud steps approaching me, ached me. I couldn't see the person approaching me in the bright light but it looked like an angel who was here to guide me through the light. The angel squat down, blocking the entire bright light from spanning on my face and suddenly the face of the angel suddenly morphed into that of a familiar devil.