Novel & Cerita The Foolish Angel Dances With The Devil

the smile on my face faded, instantly and my jaw ticked hearing an all too familiar name. Dylan also realized his mistake and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mason, I forgot." I just nodded and walked to my room. I don't want to remember her name. She was a real bit¤h! She was a cheater. A liar. A girl who didn't care for anyone but herself. She always thought of her benefit. And then there's this girl. Angel. I love this name for her. She was just like an angel, sent by God to brighten my day. My foul mood was replaced by a contented one. I felt my lips curl upwards.

I boldly ask and hear both their servants and the guards behind gasp in shock. Was I not supposed to answer? I would like them to feel assured that I would not have used a spell to create a mate bond with them. I have standards that they do not meet. My words seem to enrage them though. "What a mad, thoughtless woman? Throughout my life I was yet to meet someone so resoundingly foolish!" the angel in a fur coat scoffs. "She sounds a bit too wise to me," their assistant says in an amused voice. "Such intellect and bravery are rare virtues among the wom-"

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

I knew she was broken, hurt and drunk so I had to be careful with the words that came out of my mouth. She placed her small slim hand on my chest and unexpectedly my hand drifted to her hip and settled there, Iwas unable to pull back."Do you know why angels fall?" I asked. She tilted her head"Why?" "Because they are tricked by the devil." "You want to say you are a devil?" She chuckled and truth be told she really looks beautiful when she laughs."Of course not." "Then why say that?ls it because you are wearing a cap and glasses?" "You don't even know my name missy"

"Well, then I'll be the one to go first..." "No, I'll go first" "I'm quite good, I'll go first" A smirk lingered at the corner of her lips as she watched the other gamblers stopped their games to fight for a night with her. It's really good to be beautiful and sexy. In less than a minute, everyone turned against each other and fought, throwing stuffs around the bar. The bar man hid to seek shelter from the objects hurled in his direction, Anastasia seems unwavering even as cups broke before her feet, one hit her in the temple.

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.

Damien's POV How could he be so foolish? Inviting an angel to Hell was not only dangerous, but unheard of. When the angel king had stepped into the castle, the wave of pure energy was almost nauseating. However he couldn't help but admit that he enjoyed it. After the male had left, Damien deeply regretted his choice in words. Upon first seeing Ashton, he was mesmerized by the angel's beauty. He had been told by various guards that Heaven's heir was a sight to behold, but he wasn't expecting this. With an annoyed grunt, Damien collapsed on his plush bed. Every moment that passed, he continued to curse himself for attempting to maintain his reputation. It wasn't his original intentions to cont

How their foolproof plan failed and why the two most powerful men were trying to protect an orphan who was nothing but a burden for them. .. .. The devil stepped into his car while looking at his unconscious Angel. Neil put her carefully in the car. His eyes held so much intensity that one look and someone would die. He observed her bruises that pinched his heart. He leaned closer and kissed her forehead lovingly. "Finally, I found you and now You're the Devil's Angel", The devil whispered and Angel's eyes opened flutterly as she blinked innocently at him. But at this moment, Confusion, Pain, Hurt, and Betrayal were the only things she felt and her eyes showed everything that she was feelin

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

When his eyes caught sight of Inez, he instantly hugged her and sobbed, "She was with me Inez, she was here." When she saw him clinging like his life depended on her and hearing him, proclaim that he had seen a dream, she finally started bursting into tears. "I know…",she whispered, hugging him back. ◍◍◍◍ They both were back to New York. Damien had already instructed His men in Italy to change that name from Avalyn's Cemetery, Avalyn never deserved to have the word "Devil" over her tomb; she was an Angel, and Angels are never names to be captivated by Devils..