Cursed Devil Novels & Stories

A strange gleam flickered in the Sheikh's eyes as he spoke, his deep voice breaking the silence: Shams al-Duhur: In a small town, there once lived a sect of corrupt humans who gathered the innocent and slaughtered them as sacrifices to demons. But the demons betrayed them, killing each one and leaving no bodies behind. Their blood filled a vast pit beneath this very town—a pit dug by the devil himself, which became a lake of human blood, fed daily by the endless violence of wars and accidents. From this curse, Malik was born. The devil claimed to be a soldier on Earth and sent him to fill that lake with blood without end. No human being can stop him or uncover his true nature.

He has the confidence in him, aware of the returned of all the Powerful Witches, yet he wasn't able to tell where was the Lunas and the Alphas, especially his parent! That wasn't make him feel discourage, he just swayed his sleeve and his aqua robe shine with boundless blue sky color. He added, “You, Devil, would never have a chance to reclaim what you wanted. Accept your defeat and put the end of your curse!” “My curse?” The Devil laughed, not bothered by Raj statement. He was one of the confidence young man in red bloody-like attire, his action cause blood to poured and flooded the world of people. He was a Devil, the very known son of the Bloody Moon!

"You! Who betrayed the kingdom! Kill her!" When the devils they called is in front of them now! The devils wore chains and hard vest. They are coloured in red! They had horns, tails, and tattoos all over their body. And so run they ran at Luis Park and the company. "Butt!" "Yes, master!" Butt replied. Then Butt move fastly! And spin to stop the upcoming devils. "Echolocation!" Butt floats and howled an ear-piercing sound.

What else did his curse comprise of that I didn't know? "I courted seven ladies in the past. Unfortunately, none of them lived long enough to walk to the isle with me. My curse somehow affected them and killed them all. I guess they were too fragile to handle such burden." His eyes glistened with tears but as quickly as they came, so also they dried up. I have never survived any of Veronica's maltreatment nor Vivian's, without falling unconscious. Just how long would I endure before his curse finally took my soul?

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.

“It’s the father of my father, well, technically, my great-great-grandfather who sold his soul to the Devil to have this kind of power that no other Alpha has. The strength that is beyond measure, the agility, the power. But then based on what my mother told me before every time father brings Phillius to a healer when the curse triggers him, she said it’s because my great-great-grandfather breached his contract with the Devil, and thus, it cursed him to have this hideous face and a distorted body that is horrifying to look at.” “Have you seen the cursed form of Phillius?” I looked at Uncle and with wide eyes, I said, “Yes. Several times before. But since he brought Sapphire to the Mansion, t

"There is nothing you have to say Mila.... At least I have found your cure.... All we have to do is kill Naja and get her daughter... Are you in" Mila exhaled loudly.... She knew she was making a deal with the devil but yet she was tied to a corner already. "I'm in" she breathed out. •••

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.

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...

Grayson Voss I was supposed to be in a meeting with a cartel rat who thought he could play both sides. Instead, I ended up in a club that reeked of sweat, desperation, and lies. Club Delirium. Ironically named, considering it mostly caters to men trying to forget reality with vodka and silicone. I wasn’t there for pleasure. I was there because the club owner was late on his payments. And late payments in my world meant broken bones or buried bodies.