The Devil Was An Angel Novels & Stories

“Yeah, I’d turn you away too after what you did to Redd earlier, “ his imaginary angel flapped its wings, smacking Fabian’s cheeks with it. “Oh come on, she stole the fucking blueprint! She’s lucky he didn’t call the cops!” the devil stroked Fabian’s other cheek. “I’d steal more than that if I knew how much a sinner our little Fabian turned out to be,” the angel pouted. “The hell you would. She should come running back to him at grovel at his feet forgiveness!” the devil retorted. Fabian scowled at his inner turmoil, brushing both imaginary deities off his shoulders and quickly climbed out of his car.

he replied while opening the door for me. "Let's go," I said, taking my steps towards the car, and immediately left for the inauguration of my hospital's special ward. It was all part of my plan to gain sympathy from the general public, but I had a different, more sinister plan. I would do anything to maintain my innocent angelic image in society. Some people think of me as an angel, and others see me as a god. But I am the devil. As I sat in the car, I couldn't help but let out a cruel smile.

he stood up to leave. “Then I will take my leave. Take care Lucifer” he said I nodded and said “You too” I was leaving from there when my phone vibrated. I looked at that. My angel texted me Good Night. I smirk. I kept the phone back in my pocket. She is really an angel. I have done all the things which her mind could only think about me. I will fill her mind with my thoughts. But, she already fell on his trap. Now, the devil successfully trapped her heart in love. What will happen when she sees his real devil self?

She's an angel. I'm the Devil.

“Of course he does. The Devil always does.” He blinked at her, unsure if she was joking. She leaned in slightly, adjusting the collar near his neck as she whispered, “Listen to me, cher garçon. The Devil cannot be understood, nor can he be coerced. You may think he loves, you may think he destroys, but really, it is all the same to him. It is all just… instinct.” Her eyes flicked toward Kain, who was now idly folding a page from one of his documents into neat, exact creases. “Keep your guard, mon ange. Always. You will be fine if you remember that.”

That surprised me. I could feel her watching me, trying to piece together who—or what—I was. But I didn’t give her answers. I didn’t give her comfort. I’m not a savior. I’m the man you meet when the angels already gave up on you. --- Halfway through the drive, her voice cracked through the silence. “I didn’t apply for that.” I didn’t respond. “They told me it was a bar job,” she said, like that explained everything. Like I needed her to justify being tricked into selling herself.

“Why the hell would I touch your shit? We have a code. A line. I don’t cross it. You know that.” “I saw the proof. The mark, the frequency. It was your operation.” I gritted my teeth. “Someone played both of us. And you—being the reckless, senile old bastard you are—decided to act before confirming shit.” There was a pause. “Watch your mouth, boy,” Antonio warned, voice sharpening. “Watch yours. You broke protocol. You brought a war to my goddamn house without making a single call to verify. You endangered my woman.”

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]

A mistake was committed by stars to bring the two powers close. But the almighty never considered a possibility of odd angles. He searched for good even in a demon as to what other reasons he lets that abomination survive if it weren’t for redemption. He sees great in everyone and encourages them towards that golden path by throwing different schemes. He was aware that this set of spirits was highly contradictory and violent like the combination of ice and fire. So, he turned them, twisted them to fix the wounded bond until settled on one conclusion. The opposite and incompatible pair are not always vulnerable or doomed. Sometimes they could turn into the most fascinating subject. It was nev

I really just wanted to go to bed, sleep the day away and then maybe go horse riding, dependent on how my head would feel later. You know, that was the plan until a strong grip yanked me into an alley. “Hey Angel” the devil smirked, leaning his body against mine. I pushed him away, my heart immediately doing flips. “Leave me alone” I stumbled over the words, moving back into the open street. The man was quick to follow me, walking along side of me. “So, where you going?” “I told you to leave me alone” I snapped, trying to speed up but my heels were killing me.