The Light In The Dark

The Light In The Dark

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The Light In The Dark is a myth they say. No body has ever seen a demon and a angel together peacefully in centuries. But what if that changes..? What if two sisters were the opposites if each other..? A Demon and a Angel connected by blood..Develop feeling for each other..? Or will it end out tragic? Read and find out yourself. (Updates come whenever I have free time and a thought out plot. So please don't be sad if this doesn't continue and this is just for fun this is not real. It isn't a canon either. But it is meant for the people who ship Jeszzy or Izzess. Jess x Izzy btw. We are like sisters to each-other so this wouldn't happen irl sorry. ;-;)
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Her voice came out grainy. "I'm tired of being the devil's whip." She ground her teeth together. "I'm tired of killing for evil. I saw you the other night and it made me feel something I'd never felt before. The want to protect you." She looked down at her feet, her expression unfamiliar. "I've been a monster for five hundred years." She looked at me. "And when I saw you, I saw good. I saw purity." - "And what did my angel think about?" She growled. I could feel her breath in my ear. The possessiveness that clouded her burrowed into me. She bit my ear again and I sighed in pleasure. "Tell me," she demanded. "I thought about you," I admitted. My core began to throb. "And was it good?" She moved her lips down to my neck, biting the artery that beat rapidly. I swallowed. "No one has ever made me feel like you do." My voice came out husky. I couldn't take much more of this. - Camael never asked to be saved by a demon. She didn't even know that demons could be saviors. Her purpose was to do the right thing, even when it felt so wrong. Lirathis has killed her entire life. She was the Devil's whip and knew nothing except pain and destruction. Void of any emotion. Until she met Camael. Something is changing between them. Pulling them together. Wrenching them from the lives they knew. Chemistry had its own magic.

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