Breach The Devil Within Novels & Stories

Shock consumed him but fear consumed him even more as his entire understanding of power had changed tonight, everything he thought he knew about strength and authority had been shattered to dust from tonight confrontation. “Good..now that you know, I want you to run ahead and tell this message to your boss” Francesco said out in a very deep voice as his expression shifted fiercely, unconsciously every single person in the room listened carefully and nobody, not even one of them dared interrupt. “Tell him that the Devil is coming for his head and soul and his entire empire” The moment those words dropped from Francesco's mouth every one in the room gasped, even the young soldier couldn't beli

I wanted to scream, to fight, but the blade pricked deeper. “Wh-what is happening?” I whispered, the words like ashes in my mouth. Devon didn't hear. I made sure he didn't if I wanted to keep my throat. This is crazy. Twenty-four hours ago, he walked into a trap that would make him an Omega because of me. "I-I hereby seal this beautiful union with the power vested in me by the moongoddess. May you live and smile happily ever after under the blood moon." The bond snapped into place with brutal force, a noose of fire and shadow twisting around my soul. It felt wrong—tainted, poisoned by whatever had broken him. Devon’s lips curled into a cruel smile as he felt it too.

​Something was wrong; although his style was always violent, this man who was devouring my lips right now and drowning in handling me with madness did not see me... He was escaping... escaping from a black storm sweeping through his mind, using my body as a shield to protect himself from his demons, just like every time he comes to me. He was discharging his anger, his fear, and his turmoil into me, as if he were trying to prove something to himself... or to his heart, which was beating with a violence that tore through his chest.

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.

The pressure spiked, compressing pathways, forcing reroutes, increasing noise. It didn’t want him there. Which meant he was close. Dominic forced his way through, cutting across layers, ignoring the curated paths, overriding the system’s attempts to redirect him. The deeper he went, the more unstable the structure became. Not collapsing. Straining. “Interesting,” he said under his breath. “You depend on him more than you admit.” He pushed again. And broke through. The space changed. Everything narrowed. Focused. And there, A presence. Fragmented.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

His was the voice that promised, “We’ll get through this.” He had looked into my eyes, full of love for him and grief for our child, and he had performed the surgery of betrayal with perfect, precise cruelty. He didn’t just break my heart. He shattered the very reality I was living in. My phone buzzed against my hip, tucked into the pocket of my hospital gown. A single text from Vincent. “A settlement for your trouble has been processed. Do not contact me or anyone in my circle again. Or it will be revoked. Consider this a clean break.”

“For the desires that were left behind And the ties that were never tied, For the good that was thrown in well And the sadness that was wept, He shall come back to mend what was broken, To redeem the betrayal that was hung heavily in the air, To bow in front of breaths that died seeking his affection. A time will arrive when the devil will redeem for the sins he committed with passion. Because sometimes, one life isn’t enough for redemption.” The witch announced, and the deadly silence evaporated with the hope of a new sunrise.

Screaming so much until it felt like my insides were going to combust. His touch alone was enough to drive me insane. My eyes widened, and I gasped loudly, my breathing coming out harsher as I felt panic claw at my throat. Fear slithered its way into my body and mind until my soul knew nothing but fear and pain. His grip was strong, and I couldn’t move away from him. I was paralyzed as I saw Milandro walking backward, leaving me alone with the devil. I tried to struggle, but my body wouldn’t move. I submitted under the devil’s hold because my body didn’t know what else to do. It was so accustomed to submitting to that man, it was the only thing it was capable of doing.