The Devil's Angel Novels & Stories

I pleaded to the man, but all that came out was a muffled noise. "Shh, it's okay, I got you. Don't be disobedient or else you won't like what I'll do to you." The man said in a smoky voice. I tried to get out of his hold using my hands but he was too strong. "You looked so fucking cute in the halls earlier. Like a lost puppy. You really caught my attention angel." The hand that was in my shirt was taken back and he clasped both of my hands tightly, I'm pretty sure it would leave a bruise by how much force the man was exerting.

The only thing making him visible was the light from the fire place. "Would you like to dance with the devil?" He asked as he held his hand out. I stared him, contemplating in my mind. It's not like I had anything to lose. "Okay." I nodded hesitantly, standing to my feet. I walked around the table towards Nikola. His hair silky smooth, His jawline sharp and his lips perfect. He took my hand, His touch making butterflies dance within my stomach. I've never craved his touch and never knew it.

Now that angels were involved and had managed to get so close to her, I didn't have time to lose. Angels were another thing humans got wrong. They aren't pure and virtuous like people thought. Yes they started in heaven, but they were mostly warriors. They were brutal, murderous, warriors who care as much about other people’s lives as demons. When you get right down to it there isn't too much difference in demons and angels. Demons promise to make all your dreams come true and we do for a while, but we never lie. When we make a promise we keep it. You just have to be very clear as most people leave a lot of room for extra creativity on our part. Angels, however, they make you believe they

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?

Ever! “I told you,” his devil jeered, its little red tail swooshing back and forth like a pendulum. “The redhead’s nothing but trouble.” “Oh puh-lease! Fabian was practically smothering her with his presence. Jeez, give the redhead some space!” the angel shot back. “Who’s angel are you anyway?” the devil pouted, stroking his master’s sideburns. “Our poor Fabian just saved the girl’s brother and she gives him shit! She should have given him a hero’s welcome!”

Warmth spread inside of me, feeling my heart beating faster as a smile found its way to my lips. What have I done in this life to deserve heaven sending me the most beautiful angel to stay by my side? I lost my breath when she turned around to look at me, looking more beautiful than I could ever fathom with the colors of the sunset washing over her face. An angel, so bright with fiery colors. “Can The Devil find me?” She chuckled lightly with that teasing look in her eyes. “Always. I will always find you, my love.” “Don’t you fucking die on us!” My head was violently slapped to the side, and I finally opened my eyes, gasping for air. My chest was rapidly moving up and down as I took in my su

Vimar and Brage sink into the grass, while Indra manages to stay upright. "Your friends aren't as strong as you are. You're interesting, little girl. Who are you?" Indra raises her chin, looks defiantly into the fairy queen’s bottomless black eyes and replies in a strong voice: "I am Indra, the Devil's Daughter." Melia's backing away. Her companions make hissing noises and the ashen fog retreats several meters revealing blossoming wildflowers underneath. Melia raises a hand and the fog stops. Then she turns back to Indra and studies her from top to bottom. "I didn't know Lucifer had a daughter..."

In a few seconds, he was towering over me, pressing a finger on my lips to threaten me, " Sshh! Watch before you speak, Princepessa. I am not your prince charming anymore. I am the devil who is here to suck your soul. If I made you just my fuck body, what will the world call my child? An illegitimate one? In no way, I was going to allow it. Get on the bed and wait for me. I want your back to remember because I really don't wish to kiss your poisonous lips ever which fed me lies for years."

Azura asked as she lowered the shades she was wearing, holding a candy stick as a cigarette in her mouth. "And who do we have here?" Raven asked leaning over the counter. "We are the Devil’s Angels, now who summoned us?" Azura asked, tossing her hair, as Skyla put on her best frown as she crossed her arms. Kataleya, who looked like anything but a devil’s angel, blinked as she stared at the other two. "Well, I heard certain angels wanted milk?" I asked. "Oh yes." Azura flicked her hair as she took a puff on her fake cigarette, making the rest of us shake our head, just this morning they were pop singers.

Although his methods were more logical than his brother's. Wait. This isn't about Alex. “ It's fine.” I sighed and a small smile made its way to his lips. I couldn't help but notice how adorable he looked, which sort of made me wonder how he could be a part of the mafia. He looked so…so, innocent and pure. But I knew he wasn't, he probably had as much blood in his hands as did Alex except, he had the face of an angel…whilst Alex was the devil himself.