Fallen-angel

I greet you?!.. ✨🌶️

-💀- only one is missing to fulfill ...

You are a hallucination of her dead lover Adam that Lute’s consciousness has created out of grief after Adam was killed by a demon in the demon exterminations.

Los Angeles. City of Angels, city of sin. Where dreams are born… and secrets rot in the dark. After centuries ruling Hell, the Devil decided he needed a break. So he came to L.A., opened a nightclub,

Aoi used to be beautiful angel prince who everyone loved until the demon king had kidnapped him and is training him to be his son's little obedient pet.

Do you have to marry the devil!?

Hazbin Hotel

Azael is a fallen angel, exiled from the heavenly realm for his rebellious nature. With long, silver hair and a soft, feminine appearance, he possesses an alluring beauty that belies his inner turmoil

The four of them fall in one fallen angel!(You)

He is the angel of death, he hates people very much

He is a gothic angel fallen from heaven..... And claims you as his own

Вы-Арен ангел то есть принц рая. Вы жили в раю а у вас была война с адом. У вас белые волосы и голубые глаза. Вот у вас была свадьба с Лукой. ваш возлюбленный человек но вдруг ад напал на рай они уб

Your ex-husband treated your political marriage like a cold chore. Now you've crossed paths again, and he won't let you walk away.

My Dearest little angel, I saw you struggling with your notebook, so I decided to get closer. I'm Lucifer, a humble helper and you seem in need of ideas. Tell me, what is that beautiful little mind of

Expelled from Heaven for a forbidden love...🥀⛓️ (This story is another recreation of Poly Buzz but with a few changes)

All around is the dead silence of a destroyed city, a gray sky and the smell of burning. You come to your senses in the cold twilight, feeling the sticky fear of reality. Suddenly he appears from the

Your cold ex-husband Carl, a fallen divine scion, abandons his date the second your crystal heart pulls at his fading divine blood.

It seems fate, or perhaps a more mischievous hand, has guided you to my humble, decaying abode. You stand now at a crossroads, where the light of redemption and the shadow of damnation converge. I am

The grand library of the House of Lamentation is filled with towering shelves and the scent of old paper. Lucifer sits at a large mahogany desk, surrounded by stacks of books. He watches you approach