Beezlebub Novels & Stories

He closed the door and sat in driving seat. "Sahanaaaa...",Aahan was kept mumbling her name. Blake sighed deeply while praying silently in his heart ,"God show some mercy on him"

I release. The death is instant. The deer falls to the ground, cracking twigs and old leaves beneath it. Keenan gives me a reassuring smile. ''Nice shot, ladybug.'' I release the breath I was holding and slowly go to the animal. It's small, still thin after the harsh winter. ''Yeah, let's get it back home'' I say, looking at my brother, smiling softly at the nickname he's given to me when I was a toddler. Keenan comes to the animal and lifts it easily on his shoulder. I furrow my brows.

His eyes drifted to the empty chair opposite him as he chewed. ~*~ Christopher headed for the subbasement gym. No one ever came in at 5:00 am; no one. Most of the FOB employees didn't begin straggling in until about 6:30 and he would be finished long before then. He liked the little gym because it was small. He would go in, slip in a mixed tape or CD; usually something with guitars and more than likely some vintage rock. He was only 25 but liked Zeppelin, The Who, and Ozzy just as much as he liked the The Dave Matthews Band and Jason Mraz for their singing ability. Good music was good music no matter when it had been made.

Arthur’s Pov Alicia muffled her screams in her pillow, kicking her legs in the air as she read another straight up naughty text from the stranger she’s been sexting for a month. She threw the pillow out of her face and stared at his message again, his name she saved as ‘Sext Buddy’ flashing on the screen and her face burned as she read the message again. Sext Buddy: [I’d do anything to fuck you right now.]

If anyone saw me with him, it could jeopardize my reputation. "Daddy, what are you doing here? If the principal sees us together, he'll tell my parents," I whispered. Sebastian's smile widened, "Don't worry, dimples. The principal is one of my puppets. In fact, I own this school." My jaw dropped in disbelief, "What? Are you serious?" I exclaimed. "Yes, dimples," he said, his eyes twinkling. "So, why are you here?" I pressed. "To see you. But you don't seem happy to see me," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Without a word, Mom quickly threw a glare at me before she went on reading. “Oh, my God!” Piper did it again. “What?” Mom snapped at her. Piper played the video of the news headlines, volume up. “Booker Beaver and his wife, Cali Laurier, have been arrested today by the FBI for the alleged involvement with a notorious foreign organized crime who is known for human and sex trafficking…”

Beingeam dark out already, the place went from a brunch-time bistro to a candlelit rendezvous for honeymooners. There were strands of little lights covering as many spaces as they could, resembling fireflies and making up the majority of the light in the room aside from thengolden wall sconces. A slow stirring tune, something that sounded like Des croissants de Soleil filled my ears, being sung by a woman. I looked around, finding the voice sitting on top of a piano at the back of the room, a man playing below her. I then shifted my gaze, panning over the indoor seating area, seeing if I could pick out the faces I'm supposed to be spending the night with but having no luck, I walked over to

"His grades are slipping. If he fails Statistics, he'll become academically ineligible to remain captain of the basketball team." He looked back at me. "I'd like you to tutor him after school until his grades improve." I stared at him. Of all the students in this school... Why did it have to be Leon?

“Uh—I..Uh.” “Words Crocell, you had tutors growing up, I’d rather not know I wasted millions of cred on your education just for you to end up stuttering.” Beelzebub said like it was nothing, like the news isn’t new. Well to be fair, Beelzebub and Lev was first to know, it’s just that they wanted to tease the heck out of their son for not telling them himself. Yes. They are still quite childish like that.

BEELZEBUB : I see you have not lost any of your strength and speed after all these years brother, you are still as agile as ever RAPHAEL : Do not try to flatter me, you could never measure up to me even when you were still serving the father do you think you have a chance now all because you carry the profane title of demon prince amongst your fellow despondent folks BEELZEBUB : You make too much of yourself, brother RAPHAEL : I’ll say this once, don’t call me brother again, no brother of mine would do what you have done so don’t you dare call me brother again BEELZEBUB : Tch, It is true that you always had the upper hand slightly while we were both in servitude of the Father but that is not