Win eyes become wide as those words left in Adom mouth, his brother beg Adom to erased everything. Even Type is younger among all of them but he is really a brave person, he always fight for justice, Win didn't even remember how many time he stand for him infront of their parents. No one can break Type easily.
"Type hadn’t healed on his own? He’d needed magic? “It was . . . it was that bad?”
They all are somehow move-on in their life, they accept the fact that Type is dead and he is sleeping peacefully in heaven. But his brother his brave brother is living his life in hell. He is in pain and they don't know. They just accept what others told them. They didn't even try to find him.
The Devil nodded. “I’m sure you’re aware of the agony s
Adom looked over his plans. City of heaven was all but surrounded—choked off from the outside world and the angels were on the verge of abandoning their ancestral home. They are going to loose everything, Adom will make sure to take away everything from angels.Adom saw everything from hell, how angels kills innocent creatures without any mercy. Angels always think themselves superior, they are above to every creature and every human.They want to destory every creature and want every human to worship them.Adom smile, if only he didn't fell for Win, he killed all of them till now.Others want to punish them by taking all their power but Adom, he don't belive in punishment. He only belive in death. He kill all of them and take their soul to hell for his father to consume.He still can destory and kill all of them but his love for Win is stopping him. Or his plan which he made for his Win.He made perfect plan for thei
Adom smirk evilly and smile."I will make sure you only remember Adom Lucifer"Win take one step back when he heard Adom's word."What the hell Adom, I am not going anywhere. I just want to give message to my family. Why are you behaving like this?"Adom raised a brow as he see his lover taking a step back to him.Try as much you want, but I will never let you go. You are mine only mine.“You shouldn’t have bothered—it was destroyed the second it hit the palace shields.” Adom smirk."You really think I let anything go outside this place without my knowledge. I am devil love, and a devil know everything. I may be adore you do much but I am not stupid"Win looked entirely too crestfallen for Adom liking. He’d done everything for the young man and this was the thanks he received?He really think him as a stupid man who is madly in love with him. Look like Adom gave him so much
The devil looked away as the paranoia slowly seeped back into his mind. Win was a dutiful son and brother—working tirelessly on behalf of the Angels in order to increase his family’s standing within the angel ranks. He’d have done anything for them . . . including die. Yes, family meant everything to Win— one member in particular, he thought with a sneer.How can Adom even think Win is not going to choose them, choose him instead of Adom. Yes, Win loves Adom but he still an angel. He still a worrier ,a brother and a son. Even those angels ready to kick out beacuse of sexuality, Win still choose them. He still love them instead of Adom.Adom knows this from starting, that's why he is planning something which will cut Win every relationship with those angels .“You don’t want your soulmate to wonder, you mean,” Adom said, lips thinning.Ofcourse his angel soulmate, Sam. How can Adom f
How can Adom do this to him. He take everything from Win and now this.Win was breathing heavily and there was betrayal in his eyes. “You . . . you broke the bond,” he said tiredly. “They’ll—they’ll think I’m dead. They will ALL THINK I AM DEAD, WHAT THE HELL ADOM. HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME??”The skin beneath Adom eye twitched, but he kept his face carefully neutral. This is first time he see Win angry and he even scream to him and it's all because of those stupid angels.“And thus, they will no longer worry for you. For now you are dead from them. They will not worry about you angel, they will move-on in their life so you are with me. Now let me heal that,” he said briskly and came forward again, but Win shoved him back.“Get away from me!” Win scream while crying. He never think himself weak i
Adom close his eyes try to surpass his anger, he really don't like this. He really want to make Win happy but he know he can't make happy atleast not now. Win happiness is with his family and if Adom let him go he will never going to see him again and he can't do this. He need Win like human needs oxygen.He is trying hard to come up with his plan as soon as possible but it's not easy.And now after the stunt he pull before, he is sure Win is not going to talk to him.But he will do anything for his Win, he will face every difficulties for his Win and of all the differences that could drive them apart—the war, their families, their very species . . . age hadn’t been at the top of his mental list. And geriatric deterioration hadn’t even entered Adom thought process. He was, of course, painfully aware of Win mortality—even more so when they were figuratively on oppo
“I won’t . . . give him up,” Adom repeated slowly.Air shrugged, seemingly unaffected by his words but the tenseing of her shoulders said otherwise. She was worried for the consequences of a prince of hell falling in love with a mortal—a angel of all things.How people and other Devil's going to react when they find about this. But hey, they are demons and creature and for them these small things doesn't matter. And if Adom really want to take Win in hell then he need to change him. He need to made him like them.“He . . . I won’t let him die,” Adom said as he met her eyes."What you mean?"Air asked even she know the answer."I won't let him die, I didn't let death take away my only lover. I will make him like us, I will make him immortal" Adom answer her with determination.Air head tilted and a smile pulled at her f
When Adom walked into the meeting room and spotted Type speaking with Win, he wasn't surprised. After what happen months ago Adom talk to Boss and Man and let Type meet Win as his apologize. Both brothers really like to spend time with eachother. And Man, Boss and him try hard not to disturb them.The vampire Queen had begun visiting his lover on occasion these days. Well Actually Type is the only one who can visit and see Win without anyone permission. Even guard let him in without asking permission to Adom.Yes Adom had initially felt jealous at the excitement on Win face when their visitor arrived, but he'd long since moved past that. He always smile and welcome Type with hug. He always excited when it's come to Type.Win was as order many things for Type and he never asked or talk about his scars or anything which can trigger Type, just like Man, Boss and Adom.Today is the same, Type came to visit Win and like always they are talking abou
Man continued speaking. “We’ve been waiting for you to follow through with your word even while watching you slowly dismantle them from the outside and from within. You have their destruction within the palm of your hand, but you haven’t crush them—or offered the truce. You’re drawing the war out for some reason. We understand you have your own plans but Adom this war needs to ends now, it's your choice how you want it to end. We will support your every decision, we just want our kind yo live in peace and those angels stop killing our children's”As a leader's of Vampires it's Boss and Man duty to protect them. As a leader they always treat them as their children's.Adom felt his head tilt. It may have taken a few years, but he supposed they were bound to suspect something sooner or later. When he join this war he know very well this war will never last long. In starting it was all game for Adom. It's like entertainment and when he h
100 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