Winged Demons Mga Nobela at Kwento

" Melissa thought as she looked at the male body. Just the way she preferred it: sinewy, strong, graceful, hard to the touch. “Demons definitely know a lot about male beauty,” the girl’s mind confirmed, and he opened his wings… " Wings?!" Blue-black, wide in scope, powerful, capable of lifting the owner into the sky in a couple of strokes. The demon showed off, opened them to their full length, and the flames surrounding them flinched from the air current.

They shook violently, and the pitch left their bodies and returned to the pit. “Kill her and bring me her damn wings,” Greco ordered, and I became enraged. The demons took human form, and wings so large and black that they were twice the size of Selene's wings sprouted from them. That scared me, but what scared me even more was seeing a demon create a spear. No!

With one flap, he lunged upward into the air; the wind brushing against his face as he worked his wings. As he caught up with Elicantris, he now had a clearer vision of what was beyond the peaks of the mountains. “Oh God,” Arth muttered to himself, seeing thousands of demons covering the slopes of the mountains, their numbers extending towards the west. Red-skinned beings covered in black dragon-scaled vests marched up towards the peak surrounding the encampment. “I thought demons have wings, Eli,” he whispered as he arrived at her side. Elicantris shook her head. “You generalize demons too much, Your Highness. The marching ones on foot are called Gunturs, or the Blood Orcs. They compose the

Spitfire had no idea what he was actually planning and it was better that way. "Auras don't weigh anything, you big idiot." Spitfire snarled through gritted teeth. The wings were starting to flicker. They were getting farther and farther from the bridge. "I can't let go of you to snatch any of these demons who are falling past us." Spitfire had pulled them out of the range of where the demons who were still tumbling off the bridge were falling. Not one of them had wings or any other power that Spitfire could steal to help them out of this predicament. The no-fur was sweating, straining to keep the wings whole and get them back to safety.

He replied. "Angel is just the name I have given you!" I said, feeling irritated. "No, Mary. I'm a real angel. The name was just a coincidence." He responded with a smile. I looked at him to see if he's trying to prank me. But then, he looks like he's not lying about it. "Mary, look at those winged creatures from that side! Those are the demons who work for the devil himself!" Angel whispered. I looked in that direction and saw the demons he was talking about. They look like the angels from what other people have described. White clothes, a halo, and a pair of wings. But then I saw them attacking another creature. Their eyes are red as hellfire. They are the demons!

The rest was above us, having unfolded their wings a lot earlier. I refused to let my fear show. So I looked up, at the flying demons who looked more like angels. "Do all demons have wings?" I asked in amazement when I saw Adrian's black, leathery wings flapping about. Micah's wings were an orange colour, full of hooks at the top. They all looked different. "Not full wings, only the kings have those." Sam answered as we descended slowly. "But my demons.. They have their own set of wings... In their other form."

- asked Miguel, looking with hopeful eyes at the two friends sitting at the table with him now. - Well, if she pushed that guy away then... I guess so.- Maria replied and shrugged.- What happened to Nadir is what surprises me most. If she's just a succubus, how could have grown wings? According to the division of demons in this book, from which I have copied the ritual, only Fallen Angels have wings, and certainly not succubus.- she added, clearly still surprised by this. - You mean Nadir wasn't a succubus?- Juan asked, not understanding any of this. In general, all the supernatural things that had happened recently hadn't gotten to him yet, but he just decided to go with the flow.

It was truly barbaric for even demons. The rest of the demons were in shock. It was impossible for any humans or even creatures to fight against demons or Angels. As both Angels and demons were known as the kind that can never be touched by any living beings. Adrian decided to use their shock as his advantage. There were six demons that came into Adrian's world every time. One of them was killed. The other five were staring at the dead body of the demon Adrian had killed. Adrian lunged at the other demons. He wrapped both of his arms around the necks of two demons. With a single jerk, he ripped their heads off of their bodies. Adrian threw the heads of the two demons on the other demons.

Alice's PoV All the demons were slain, me and all the warriors tracked down the gate from where the evil first was released. Upon our arrival, the door was already closing, a female figure from within with large white wings along with black feathers in some part, a beautiful looking angel with injuries that bloodied her clothes was attempting to escape the underworld realm before it fully closed trapping her within.

I look up and see Damen flying straight towards me. His black knee-length biker boots slam into the ground causing it to shake momentarily from the impact. He turns away from me to fight off several demons that have circled around me, in my weakened state. I watch as he spins rapidly with his dark black wings extended and manages to knock most of them away and creating an opening. Max's majestic black wolf, Dom, slams through the opening, turns, and claws several demons' throats out, while his Beta Jason tears organs out of a few others.