Curse Devil Novels & Stories

the devil rudely replied lying and I could also see he was struggling in trying stand up and stop bowing. "Yes, you have and I have come to take one of my sheep. My sheep listen to my voice; I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me— "I still don't know what you are talking about!" the devil continued speaking lies, his natural language. There he transfigured before them. His face shone like the sun, and his clothes became as white as the light.

The man was a Fallen Devil! A Fallen Devil was a Cultivator who had been infected by Devil Qi, or had strayed into the Devil's Practice for some reason. He would possess the strengths of both an Immortal and a Devil.

"Our main purpose for being here is to learn about the curse of the dark mamba. We need any information you can provide to help our friend Violet." The devil nodded, understanding the urgency of their quest. "Yes, of course," it replied. "I have gained enormous knowledge about the devils and their abilities after my encounter with that person of bright aura. The curse of the black mamba is a dangerous and ancient affliction. It is said to be bestowed upon those who have committed heinous acts or sought forbidden powers." Emilia leaned forward, her eyes fixed on the devil, eager to absorb every detail. "What does the curse do?" she asked, her voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and concern.

Lucy looked at him confused not knowing what kind of books he is searching for. After more than ten minutes, Devlin came and sat in front of her with some books in his hands. Lucy looked at the books and looked at him with a wide mouth because the book he decided to read is about curses. She knew that he won’t let her go any soon but she never thought he’ll try to break the curse. Though Devlin is broken inside, he smiled at her seeing her reaction. “There is no use in reading those books,” She said looking at the books in front of him.

He looked at the young man, a very man of Denever who immediately recover from shock. “So the devil-” he gritted his teeth when he realize the glare coming from the woman who lecture him earlier. He laughed like a madman and stood highly, forgetting the reason of why he even here this moment. “Spotlight never failed to be reliable as ever,” he said, narrating a damn thing. “You, for sure has decide to show that despicable horns of yours, Coplete.”

She felt it was her responsibility, but she also knew she couldn't fight them alone, but she needed help from others, she thought. She used her curse which was "cursed speech". She was able to make something happen with just a word. If she was to say die to anyone they would die instantly, but that depends on how strong the soul of the person was. She used her cursed speech to curse three swords, that can be used to kill anyone that was cursed, with a stab in the chest. She wanted to do more but she couldn't, the cursed energy was too heavy for her mortal body to behold. The three she did take a toll on her body and she lost her voice. She wasn't able to speak or talk again since that day.

He said softly. The music finally ended and Mia walked away from him, curtsying and exiting the room. She breathed in the night air, trying to calm her heart. 'Damn you, you bloody cursed man!' she cussed the Grand Duke, or rather The Devil. "I know I'm cursed." The devil spaidand Mia jumped, looking around, her hand on her chest. Radna couldn't help but look at her hand, just above her cleavage. Mia had a much larger bust than Lily. In fact, he couldn't even remember Lily very well...

It sounded too fierce. "Actually, in addition to Chu the Devil, he is also called Chu the Deceiver and Chu the Ruthless," Flaming Qilin said, "you probably don't know it because you live in seclusion here. Chu the Devil is actually very famous in the outside world. It can be said that everyone has heard of him. If First Presbyter had been living in the outside world, when he knows that he has offended Chu the Devil, there would be only two options for him. Do you know what they are?"

Devi! "Hi, Alex," he introduced himself and held out his hand. "D-devi," I answered and shook his hand. I looked away when he suddenly grinned at me. "Oh... I remember, he was the one I was referring to you, Tim. Who hit my car," he suddenly said and slightly laughed while he was staring at me. I immediately frowned and gave him a bad look. "What? Not me! You are the fool who hit into my car!" I fired back and I crossed my arms over my chest "Look how rude you are..." I whispered. I raised one eyebrow when I heard him laugh.

“This young devil was idealistic, he wanted the ceaseless violence that seemed to dominate the world to stop, and he thought that the deviless could help with it. But the devil clan had one rule; never dabble in the affairs of the mortal world. They were merely there to reap the souls, not stop mortals from dying. Death is part of life. It's the order of things.” “The devil wanted to use the deviless to realize his ambition of uniting all the races of the world so death wouldn't happen by violence, but the deviless, no matter how fond she was of him, wouldn't agree to help him. This made the devil warrior mad. The love between them started to deteriorate as the devil got harsher in his insis