Christian Fiction Devourers Novels & Stories

I tried to hide the book, but I was too slow. It wasn't my mother. It wasn't Chadwick. It was Erica. She stood there, looking like a serpent in a silk robe. She didn't look shocked, she looked victorious. She snatched the book from my lap before I could breathe. Her eyes landed on the drawing of Chadwick with the silencer, and a slow, wicked smile spread across her face.

Alive. And then…. Gone. “No…” I whispered. The memories didn’t stop. They didn’t slow. They multiplied. Faces. Voices. Moments. Lives. Every life I had ever taken, not consciously. Not willingly. But still… Taken. “I didn’t…” My voice broke. “I didn’t know…” Kai’s grip tightened. “I know.” But that didn’t change anything. Because now, I knew. The Devourer didn’t just absorb power. It ended with stories.

For a second, the world stops. “You’re a devil,” he whispers, the words tearing out of him like a confession. “Yes...” I purr, sliding my fingers away from my shorts, showing him the glistening wet patch on my fingertips. “...a wet devil.” Silence stretches between us, heavy and electric, vibrating right under our skin. I wished he would just stop this act and make my job easier, take the fingertip to his face and suck my wetness. But Christian is the man Claire says he was.

Sebastian turned to look at Candy and said, "This isn't how you treat guests, Ms. Candy." Unus eyed the bodyguards impassively. He was silently debating whether he should eat them or just kill them if Sebastian told him to attack. Truth was, Unus hadn't had anything to eat since leaving Mount Quiln. Devoras never ate cooked food. They only ate living creatures, from wolves and tigers to rabbits and pythons. They ate all of them raw. Only raw, pure life had spirituality. The spirituality of living souls would nurture the spirituality in a Devoras, and only then would it make them more powerful.

--- A massive shadow appeared beyond the horizon. The earth shook violently. Cities burned. Mountains collapsed. Entire oceans seemed to boil. The beautiful world descended into chaos. And from the darkness emerged something impossible. Something enormous. Something horrifying. Elara couldn't fully comprehend its shape. Every time she looked directly at it, her vision blurred. As though her mind refused to understand. The creature devoured everything. Magic. Life. Entire cities. Nothing escaped it. Nothing survived. "The Devourer." Luna's voice carried deep sorrow.

Jace gripped the rest of the length which was already slathered with spit and stroked it in tandem with his own sucking. “Oh fuck, Jacob,” Toussaint moaned as he pulled Jace from his pole. Toussaint smacked his cock on Jace’s wet lips before urging him to continue. This time, Jace took more of his until his nose hit a perfectly trimmed pube, the scent of pine and something strong flooding his nostrils but he couldn’t focus on that for long. Tears dropped from his eyes as he sucked Toussaint’s cock until his cock pulsed in his mouth. What followed was an animalistic growl from Toussaint as he fucked his throat with an insane strength, pumping his seeds into his throat.

Mountains split. BOOM. The black star above them shattered into thousands of pieces. Amara stared upward. “What’s happening?” Nyxara suddenly appeared beside them, her face pale. “The Devourers don’t destroy worlds.” Lucian looked at her. “What do they do?” Nyxara swallowed. “They eat them.” Silence. Kael’s jaw tightened. “Worlds?” Nyxara nodded. “Worlds. Memories. Souls. Time.” Her eyes moved toward Lucian. “And eventually… the beings who created them.”

Shadows clung to its form like a living shroud, writhing and whispering in voices not meant for mortal ears. The Devourer. Rio stepped forward, his golden eyes burning bright even against the creature’s sickly glow. His voice was calm but laced with steel. “This is the beast Vera was feeding. She was just the key to its cage.” Adonis’s expression was grim, his fangs flashing as he bared them. “And now the cage is open.” Thomas cursed under his breath. “That thing… it’s not meant for this world.” The Devourer pulled itself fully free, its towering body dwarfing the cypress trees around it. Its legs were skeletal columns ending in clawed feet that melted the ground with each step. From its rib

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]

He took his men with him everywhere, and the man never stayed in one place for long, so it was hard to pinpoint his exact location. We finally got an opening when Kai hacked the booking information for his restaurant reservation. It was a reservation for two, and I assumed, we all assumed, that it would be a business dinner with one of his corrupt friends and business partners. Heck, I’d even planned to kill whoever he was having dinner with if they turned out to be someone I knew was evil. But when she turned and my rifle scope zoomed in on her face, I froze like a fucking chicken under headlights. That expression when she looked through the glass, confused for a split second, but then her