Winged Devil Novels & Stories

, I smirked. " You", he started. "Guys! Is this something to brag about? You both are Crazy", Drake looked amused!! "Shut up!", Me and the devil said unison. Drake laughed hard!!! What Drake???? "Drake why are you here?", I questioned. "He is too joining us in this one", the devil answered for him. "WHAT? And why the hell you are letting me know now", I glared at Noah. " It slipped my mind", he rolled his eyes at my question.

What made me quite surprised was his head and height. The devil in my imagination is an all-red or fiery figure with a shaved head and two small horns, and a huge and very tall man. However, this devil in front of me is not bald, but has long hair like genderuwo hair in usual. Even though he was still what I imagined, that is, he was blazing, but he was neither very tall nor very large. The devil's height and body size are roughly the same as basketball players. Reksa the devil tried to approach me one step, two steps; but that much I took a step back. There was a fear that I was holding on to and a feeling that I should not get anywhere near this one creature.

a female voice yelled. A large woman with wings dropped down in front of me, shattering the ground beneath her. She had deep black eyes and long ears. Her wings were spread out on her back and a wide grin was on her lips. She let out a hysterical laughter and unsheathed her blade from her side.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

Back when they were twelve, Michael had been briefly fascinated with the tarot and had gone on about it for weeks. It was the fifteenth trump of the major arcana, The Devil. Though this one was marked as Le Diable. It was a much cruder drawing from ones he had seen before. While still sporting the goatish mane and horns, the devil also had prodigious breasts and a massive phallus. There was a blue face in the devil’s midsection sticking its tongue out. Two chained demons, one male, one female, lay at a round pedestal at his feet.

"You’re the one who whispered to me in the dark when the Council was carving into my bones. You’re the 'Extinction' they were so afraid of." The figure—the Red-Winged Dante—stepped into the light. It was a perfect, terrifying blend of us. It had Dante’s lethal, massive frame and his predator’s stance, but from its spine erupted a pair of wings that were an exact, burning replica of mine. They weren't made of "Void-Lead" or "Obsidian-Gold." They were made of Primal Fire, a deep, arterial red that seemed to drink the light from the room.

Win can't accept this. "And another thing Win , you will tell my enemies that I’m keeping a angel pet in my home—a perfect opportunity to spy on me—” Win gritted his teeth. “Pet? Are you serious right now?” The Devil waved a hand, and the broken box exploded causing the angel to flinch. “Oh come off it, Win. No one in your sweet little angels family would believe that I’d taken a Angel as my lover—a willing one at that. They all think devil are sex-crazed animals.”

With a collective snarl, they summoned all their power and lunged at Michael, who flew high up in the air to both evade them and mock them further. The three Merged Devils held each other's hands mid-air, their dark powers merging into a singular force. "Who said the Kings of Hell need wings to fly?" Lutan sneered, as all three of them set ablaze with hellfire. They literally skyrocketed at Michael, who was taken aback for a moment.

Elise hesitated to trust her kindness. She was afraid she was being fooled by a devil disguised in an angel’s halo and pair of wings. After all, devils were once angels trusted by the heavens before they flooded the earth with sinful desires. There wasn’t much of a difference between their attractive appearances. However, Elise had no time to ponder about which of the two the woman was. She had no choice but to accept her kindness in order to protect her babies.

“People call him Devil, no one is born Devil, Life it makes them Devil, No one see the Good in them, No one understand what made them Devil, No one understand every Bad has Good in it, People just need someone to blame for their misery He is both Sun and Moon; he would burn daily to give a better life to his loved one, he stand like a shield in front of them burning the evils around them,