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“Accidents happen a lot around here. Especially to people who don’t know when to shut up.” Zack glared, but he didn’t say another word. He just grabbed the redhead’s hand and stormed out, dripping wet and humiliated. The moment he disappeared through the door, a slow, satisfied smile spread across my face. Spider walked past me, shaking his head with a chuckle. “You’re catching up fast, Angel. Street life looks good on you.” “Guess I learn quick,” I said, still smiling, still high on adrenaline. He winked. “Keep that fire, but don’t burn yourself with it.”

Stan/lucifer said Zlatan and cuppy flew towards where lucifer/Stan was and Sela joined them all standing (I mean floating in the air) beside each other with the less than a thousand white angels left all lined up behind them. Hagan flew towards Stan/lucifer and Bella joined them with the millions of dark angels left also lined up behind them. "Uhmm bro how come their angels are more than us" Zlatan whispered to Stan who is still in lucifer's body.

“What?” “Shoot me, Angel.” **

She said sweetly, leaning into him. "It's alright baby..." He turned to face Samantha and the look on her face amused him greatly. "Let me go get you ladies some drinks while you get to know each other. I'll be right back." He said, registering the look of horror on both their faces and left anyways, not giving them a chance to reply. He had only one intention in mind and that was getting his angel away from that demon that called himself Ronald.

"So, lets say I turn back the clock, to the night you killed the --" "I didn't fucking kill him. You did," I snarled, harshly. "Hey, you sold your friend that night. I gave you a choice, what happened was your problem." "You tricked me!" "I'm Azazel--" he stated, without any trace of humor. The rate at which he switched moods was amazing. "--angel of death, destruction. It's in the job description, child." "I hate you." "What a shame that I don't really care, now back to what I was saying. If I turned the clock, back to the night you murdered your friend, what happens?"

But damn it the sex was fire—only if I could have it one last time I’m Mazikeen, here’s my story SINFUL AND FORBIDDEN PLEASURES ARE LIKE A POISONED BREAD; THEY MAY SATISFY APPETITE FOR THE MOMENT, BUT THERE IS DEATH IN THEM AT THE END TRYON EDWARDS I could remember vividly the good old days, back then when we were all still in Heaven singing praise and worship to the Most High—yea don’t fucking look surprised, I was once an angel. A hot sexy angel as a matter of fact but it took only a bad decision to take all that glory away. Now I am what you know

********** Hunter’s PoV “The bastardo called my angel by names, I should’ve fucking took him to the wolves rather giving him an easy death.” I growled, angrily shoving my hand in my hair. I put the gun back in its holster, nodding at the dead body for Luke to take care of, he nodded in agreement and soon my chauffeur came down the road, ready to take me to my Angel.

I stated. Silicon Queen wasn’t able to talk for a while. Huh! Let’s see how much money you could give. I won’t let you defeat me even if it takes a zillion amount of money. “700 Billion.” "900 Billion.” Angela's POV “When did they die?” asked Lucifer when we’re finally on our way home. I was trying to put the seatbelt around my body but I failed so I just let it just lay on me. “They had an accident when I was only ten.” I replied.

And it worked, although my insides twisted. Anyway, this sacrifice was not in vain. I managed to crash the program and make the camera image near the 'Mad Dog' cell disappear for a while. I had time to talk to him, learn the names of the 'Scarlet Angels', and even see what they looked like, or at least what they looked like from his perspective. Laurens Vermeulen may be a murderer, but he has an artistic talent. His drawing of the 'Scarlet Angels' is almost like a photo - it looks so realistic and has so many details! I'm still surprised how he could remember so much while that these creatures tortured him. But what's more important, I finally got to know their appearance. Of course, I wasn'

Damien stumbled backward and crashed against the bookshelf, sending a couple of books falling to the floor. The door to Jacob’s study suddenly swung open and in ran Richard and Elijah, friends to Jacob and Damien. They had gathered with their girlfriends for the usual hangout at Jacob’s mansion. Damien had come later all fuming and had called Jacob aside. Richard and Elijah from Damien’s demeanor knew something was up, so when they began to hear the fracas, they rushed in. “Hey! Hey! Hold up,” Richard exclaimed, holding Damien back, while Elijah held Jacob. “You had no right!” Damien fumed.