Curse Devil Novels & Stories

she asked inquisitively. “Devils Night is our favorite night of the year, a night of mischief. It started in Detroit but has spread so far beyond all of that. It is a night to celebrate being young and free, a night to have a little fun. I don’t see anything wrong with that.” she was hanging on my every word. It was all true but there was another reason for the name. Devil’s night was also Synestra’s birthday. “One final question, what do you think about the protests and people saying you somehow brainwash your fans with your music?” she asked and I could tell she thought this was a hard hitting question. I decided to have a little fun with her.

"Let's see how long you can hold on, you useless cultivator! When I peel off your human skin, I'll take you back and throw you to the lowest-level Earth Devils. Those Earth Devils are hungry and thirsty, and your blood is an extraordinary temptation to them. When the time comes, you won't just be split into pieces. Before that, you will suffer unforgettable torture for the rest of your life, hahaha!" In the midst of the storm came the frenzied laughter of the Silver-armored Devil. Caspian frowned slightly. From the other party's tone, he could instinctively tell that what the other party had said was not as simple as hungry and thirsty on the surface. When the words " unforgettable torture"

[I don’t know what we will do if you and your sister are not here to help us. Devon, despite the effort to stop the curse from spreading, still managed to smile at me and then replied. “That’s what Diana and I want to hear from you and Dad, Mom. That makes me really happy.” But then the light that his palm emitted started to flicker. Devon winced, making me worried for my son. [What’s happening?!] [The curse is too strong, Mom! I can’t do this alone!] Your blood can purify the curse.

I sat there, my hand locked in his, watching the blood stain the snow, pretending my heart wasn't shattering. Later that night, I met Zane behind the kennels. I told him about the amulet—how his eyes had cleared for a second. "It worked," I whispered. "But the darkness came back faster." Zane looked toward the pack house, his jaw tight. "The witch warned me, Irene. This curse is a parasite. Every act of cruelty, every drop of blood Devon spills, he’s feeding it. It grows stronger every time he hurts someone." "Then how do we stop it?"

"And you! Don't contaminate this young man's mind with your stupid ideas." "Tch! Doofus," The raven haired guy snickered and moved his eyes to look at me, "Hi there Henry I'm Blaze, I can be your friend, but if you want more I can be the fire that will help warm you in the cold night." He said with a silvery voice, and my brother unknowingly clasped his arms around my shoulders. “Hey, stop that! This is my brother, you jerk!" Grey yelled at the man, and Blaze's mouth curved into a sly smile.

He cursed under his breath. At first prince Arthur couldn't take his eyes off the red ones peering at him, it was as if he has been glued to those flaming eyes, but that spell lost it effect on him the moment he heard another growl from the massive creature laying on the floor with an arrow stuck in his heart. ‘ isn't this what they call caught between the devil and the deep blue sea?, but then no matter how beautiful the sea might appear, the devil you know is far better.’ “Ahhhhhhhh"

"What the hell is a Cerastes?” "A very peculiar viper" he gave a low giggle, probably remembering some internal joke we shared in one of those lives. "Your protective spirit represents a part of your soul. We all have one in our true demonic form. In your case, as you have no control or awareness of the powers you have in this body, your spirit is loose and visible to everyone.” "Damn, it was the only thing you can say, afraid of the idea of a snake on my way all the time.”

"His name is Kaleb, he came here yesterday from the south east, he is a guard here" "This is a curse" Ryan whispered to himself The only person who was capable of laying powerful curses was unwanted souls like Gabriel or Marilyn "This is definitely your handwork Gabriel" He whispered again, shaking his head in disbelief

“Our link can not be broken, so easily, you know that Devon, don’t you? I've given you two options already. It's either you work with us, or you fuck off. With or without you, Valerie and I do whatever it takes to break this terrible curse and free our people from bondage. Why won't you just forget about this stupid vendetta? Why not work with us to destroy Gerald together, do you really believe that you can get rid of me so easily?” Maverick asked her teasingly, distracting her from what I was doing. I stood by the corner, chanting some spells the same way my mom did. The language was the same as the one Devon used earlier, but I was chanting a completely different spell and the worst part

His frame towering over her. She lowered her gaze, unable to stand those alluring eyes of his. He placed a finger beneath her chin, lifting her head and her gaze to meet with his. "Too late. You signed. You're mine little dove," Scott said, his deep voice low and menacing.