Crossbow Devil Novels & Stories

Without even blinking, he grabbed the blade and plunged it deep into the Stormborn Devil's shoulder. "Argh!" The Stormborn Devil let out a terrible scream. Dwight twisted the knife, his hand turning it inside the killer's shoulder. Fear overtook the Stormborn Devil's face. He had taken two lives in the past month, blood staining his hands, but the boy in front of him filled him with a deep, visceral dread. Trembling, he muttered, "Y-You're a monster…" With that, the Stormborn Devil's eyes fluttered shut, and he collapsed, unconscious.

His stoney eyes lands upon Sky. "I will give you an important job," looking at his eyes directly. He nods his head once."Anything King." Sky is an orphan boy about 20 years old. But his loyalty left no question when it comes to the Devil. Unlike other men in the gang he usually doesn't get involved into violent works. He was in the gang as long as he can remember.But The Devil himself kept him from getting into violence. But that does not mean he is anywhere less capable of fighting. In fact his fighting skills are greatly praised by the Devil as he is one of the best fighters.

“You look like someone who just made a deal with the devil.” I walked past her and dropped onto the couch without a word. She followed, eyebrows raised. “Spill.” I tossed the contract onto her lap. She skimmed through the pages, whistling low. “He wasn’t kidding.” “Nope.” “You actually signed a marriage contract with Andrew Walker. Girl…” She shook her head. “You’re either the smartest person alive or completely unhinged.” “Both.” She looked up, frowning. “Wait. What happened? Why do you look like someone just shot your dog?”

That’s how he got the title bloody devil. “Arvan, send more of our men to the south side of the city. Both of us are enough here to deal with those useless dogs of Vordamorte’s. I don't know why those old dogs of my clan were so sure that these weaklings could kill me, lol.” Evan taunted while killing two more of his enemies with just one bullet. He took out his customized HK-416 assault rifle and started his devil mode.

the ma snarled at Frix who immediately stood with both of his hands raised on his head level, his eyes wide with terror. My brows furrowed. I slowly lifted my face to look clearly at the man in front of me, who was holding a pistol crossbow and pointing it at my face. He is wearing a fishtail parka which is smudged by what I see as his own blood and ichor of a demon. His thick disheveled, brown hair is clumped with clotted blood. He’s injured. And he’s a total human! What is a human doing in this place?!

—I said, beckoning the guy to follow me. — Stop!—ghoull suddenly shouted hoarsely. Covering me with himself, he suddenly jumped sharply to the side and I understood his excitement: they were shooting from the window. A crossbow bolt hit him in the shoulder and pierced his sturdy-looking jacket. — Who?—I ask. — Converts, just people now!—Dean shouts, trying to get out of the crossbowmen's reach with me. A short cry, droplets of blood fall on my face.

Isabelle Giant demons with their black wings spread valiantly and their weapons shown proudly in their hands as they battled in close combat with their angel counterparts. Black panthers scratched the ground before taking off to challenge the unicorns. The unicorns kicked off neighing and ran forward into battle. The archdemons and archangels traded blows with their weapons and sometimes bloody fists.

Rain’s pov He marched towards me, crouched down, coming face to face before me as he pulled down his hood, and my stomach tightened with dread. The rumours about him were always about his cruelty and the agony he'd caused but none ever warned or prepared me for how beautiful the devil looked like. His face looked like it had been sculpted after the word perfection. The detailed outline of his jawline, and that provocative stare he wore like a garment was alluring. My heart skipped a beat as I stared at him. How can a devil be this beautiful?

The Glambour forest, also known as the Devil's vale was situated in the western part of Patasia continent with mysterious supernatural secrets. lt was the earlier meeting place of different nations but now everyone was scared to cross that place due to it's dark secrets. History saying that hosts, sightings of the reaper, wolf packs gathering, vampire hideaways–all present in this forest at one time. Popular rumour about the forest was the paranormal activities of the non human creatures of there. Once approximately in early twentieth century, a pregnant lady and her husband were trapped in this mysterious forest because of the broke off of their black classic british sports car.

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.