Temptel Stories

"What have you done to me?!" Yelled Sulfus as he continued to scream in agony. On instinct, I flew by his side and tried my best to confort him. His raven hair now moist with sweat and his face all twisted with pain. I tossed his arm over my shoulder and hovered him over to his bed. Pushing his sheets back, I gently place his head on a pillow and caressed his face. "Shh, you'll make it through this. I know you will." I said to him as I lifted up his shirt and used my healing arts to close up the wound that was caused by the Libra's Mark. He sucked his breath in and dug his fingers into the covers. No matter how much pain he endured, he refused to cry. [Based on: Angel's Friends Season 2] [Status: Chapter 4 is in Progress] [Book Cover: [The first cover for the first part of the story is here! There will be one with Sulfus when a certain part of the story is completed] [Summary: When the first part of the story finishes]

Ever wonder what it would like if Arkhan and Temptel had a kid? Well this is my story, my name is Aurora or at least that's what I've been called. Everytime I get called that, I get a weird feeling like that's not my real name. Well, in this story you'll get to know more about me and my adventures with my friends, the angels and devils. I own nothing except for my OC, Aurora/Melody

esto son la fichas de los personajes de Somos de dimeciones diferentes Pd: tiene un poco de spoiler

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"𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝓈𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓌𝒽ℴ 𝒹ℴℯ𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ 𝓈𝒶𝓋ℯ𝒹" － 𝒜𝑔𝒶𝓉𝒽𝒶 𝒞𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾ℯ The pain of secrets is that once revealed, they burn everything and everyone around them. Up until now, secret was the ultimate weapon for everything, used after break-ups, fallen friendships, used in basically everything with the person you thought you knew, and trusted. Weapon for blackmail, weapon for broadcasting something somebody didn't have to know about. They still think lies burn down a fortress of cards, but reality isn't playing their way, it's just pretending. The only thing capable of burning down a fortress of cards is actually a secret. Anthea is pretty. Too pretty to be a true Devil. She is rude, sarcastic and sometimes too much ironic, but still feels out of place among her species. She is out of control. Not like devil at all, even they know how to be in control sometimes. She doesn't watch her words. Not at all. She is just another Devil. Or so she thought.