I took him with me, I don't love him first. I only want to use him. But then I want him, all him. But his love for his family is strong. So I destory everything, I destory all his realtionship. So he can only love me...Because he is only mine....A story depicting the relationship between Adom Lucifer , a prince of hell and a son of Lucifer , and his prisoner of war, Win James his love a angel from Heaven .
View More100 Year's Ago (Somewhere in human World):-"Mr. Dean-""Shh, shh, shh," Dean put one finger up to pause Aldert train of thought as he took a sip of his drink. He looked around the club from their table perched above it. Being Dean who almost rule all around the human world, he had VVIP access in just about any establishment in all City, so he liked to vary where he held his meetings. He didn't want anyone to think he was ever playing favorites, so he moved around. Tonight, he was in one of the most expensive club."I'd really like it if we could finish-""Shh," Dean shushed him again, turning his gaze from the main floor, where he saw Ray and Air milling about, keeping an eye on things, to the rest of the VVIP balcony where Jordon was sitting at the bar. He followed Jordon eye line to the large group seated on an elevated couch, just briefly catching a glimpse at the man in the center.
Type marched into his bedroom with tears running down his cheeks. His vampire flang was burning as the salty tears trailed down his left cheek . Boss called them their love marks but to him it was daily reminder that he couldn't escape this hell.He strode towards the vanity to look at the damage Man caused to his face when he try to run. He slowly raised his left hand and tentatively stroked his cheek. As soon his fingers touched the flesh he hastily withdrew his hand with a wince.He gripped the pointed wooden edges of the vanity as he leaned closer to study his reflection in the mirror.His heart ached at seeing his ugly face...no one would except him with this face and body ...no one would except his mates . He was forever stuck here with them. Even if he got out of this tower and somehow got back to the mortal world everyone would be scared of him...just like he was scared of the demons when he first came in here to
In Hell“Adom?” Win called out as he forced the door to their mansion open as fallen objects did their best to stop the door from moving. Win felt his heart leap up into his throat at the sight of their usually pristine mansion in a state of disarray and bottles were shattered and the shards were scattered throughout the floor of the living area.“Adom!” One of Win hands went to touch the their bond mark around his neck while his other blast a magic around the mansion.There was no answer and it unnerved Win to the extreme so he nocked an fir ball and went to clear thea mansion and prayed he found his lover or some hint of what happened. It barely took Win five minutes to clear the loft and he found himself staring at a piece of paper that was stabbed to a wall by the balcony doors.Win knew that symbol and the address, his heart pounding hard in hi
Six Months after attack:-Dean wasn't sure when the idea started to occupy his mind.Could it be the first time he met the angel? He remembered that day he saw him in the Adom house, shooting an dragger straight into the him. Sam James was a pleasure to the eye. Dark hairs and beautiful eyes, broad shoulders carrying his bow and arrows. His walk spoke of not arrogance that he found in the majority of angels but of confidence, and strangely mixed with a subtle sense of lost. It was like he didn't know where he belonged. The way he evaded people's eyes and couldn't maintain eye contact for mere seconds, Dean confirmed that Sam was a man with many secrets. Secrets that even his platonic soulmate, his family, didn't know.Dean was also a man with many secrets, just that he was better at hiding them due to many years on earth.Living in human World, lying was a necessary skill to stay alive.
Win knew the moment his former soulmate entered the palace—felt the other man move through the ever changing corridors. His eyes slid down to the documents strewn over the table before him.Adom was doing this on purpose, he realized. Bringing Sam into their home now, while Win was trying his best to make sure there were no loopholes hidden within the accords that any of the participating groups could use to their advantage.His back was still to the doorway when the air froze. Silence reigned through the space as Win waited for the angel to speak—to attack—something. But there was nothing. Not a sound of movement was made and Win heart shuttered until he could no longer take it."Win," he breathed and the muscles in his back shifted as his wings fluttered. Win still kept his back to the other man, his hands resting on the wood of the table, anchoring him to reality."
It concealed the way his lips were curling, lazily, into a mischievous grin; or the eerie glint of his golden eyes, that reflected the joy his heart was feeling.The darkness seemed like an invisible cloak; he imagined tendrils of black smoke dancing around his feet, crawling their way on the walls that surrounded him, seeping inside the cracks of the pavement. He could see it playing with itself, stretching and embracing everything, caressing his hands, his back, messing up his hair, while covering the whole abandoned alley. It continued, undisturbed, until it disappeared around the corner.The darkness was total, and he was enjoying it immensely.He couldn't stop grinning. He loved the feeling. Loved how the absence of light made him feel hidden and revealed at the same time; how his magic responded at the taste of the darkness around him; how his heart suddenly started fluttering in his chest, as if it w
They were here, he thought. Inside his own palace. It had been nearly comical watching them try every spell and bit of half-assed magic at their disposal to attempt to get inside. He'd eventually taken pity on the baby hunters and just let them in."Yes!" Pink had said when they'd succeeded in creating a small rift in the shielding. "I knew that would work!"The other two had nodded emphatically in response to a job well done before venturing inside. Adom couldn't help eyeing the blonde hunter, fingers itching to simply erase him from existence. It was unfortunate that he would probably never have that pleasure, but then soon enough, he would leave this realm and never have to think about the angel again.He watched as they moved in a tight coordinated grouping through the long passageways. They were searching for something—something very specific.His soul.A
The sky blazed with fire. Not because of the bonfires or the fire slowly burning the forest - it seemed to radiate an eerie heat by itself, turning the air orange. It was hard to breathe because of the pungent smell of burning, which clogged in the nostrils and burned the mucous membrane to the very throat, the eyes were watering, and sweat poured down the faces of the fighters in three streams.The good people trumpeted the retreat, trying to pull at least some of their wounded from the battlefield, knowing full well that if they were discovered by the enemy, no one would be left alive. Werewolves - some in reverse, some not - walked between the bodies of the fallen, finishing off those who were still breathing, periodically wincing in disgust at the screams of the faeries, driven by blood-thirsty vampires. Mages - those who were on their feet and had a sufficient supply of energy - continued to work in the field hospital, running from one wounded person to ano
Win was laid out on the chaise lounge sleeping off the effects of a rather intense round of love-making. Adom hadn't meant to take it quite so far, but Win's body was near brimming with demonic magic by this point. He needed an outlet, and Adom was doing everything in his power to alleviate the strain.Not that Win had any idea about the effects of his continued exposure to Adom's magic, though it was hard to miss how the lesser demons all but clung to him. Ever since that . . . scene in the forest, Adoms had allowed them back into the palace.He'd been unsure of the safety of an un-mark angel around so many lesser demons, but after seeing their reaction—their desire for Win, he took it a step further. The angel had been uncomfortable at first, but within weeks, he seemed to pick up on the fact that they wouldn't hurt him. They wrapped around his neck and arms when he moved through the palace, their thin limbs clasped and weak wings flapping whenever anothe
Adom smiled as hell rained down upon the Angels. Most were able to summon protective power as in time, but not all. Some screamed as they burned and the Devil took a deep breath of satisfaction. There was a muffled sound beside him that had his eyes sliding over towards the vampire leader.Boss didn't appear as happy as the Devil had thought he'd be."What ever is the matter?" he asked, his voice light and airy despite the scent of burning flesh that filled his lungs.Boss lips twisted. "You're playing with them."There was more than a hint of disgust in the other man's voice and it was enough to have glowing devil eyes focus entirely on the young Vampire. Boss blinked, his shoulders tensing as he realized that he might have said something to offend the Prince of Hell.Adom was tempted play with him a bi
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