Dark Devotion Novels & Stories

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

I hadn’t questioned their plans thoroughly enough and walked into them blind. “Our father’s grimoire mentions some of the things he learned from Morningstar. The Pit is the deepest part of the demon realm. Some higher level demons have abilities of their own. That could be how it neutralized your magic. How Denver managed to get his hands on a ritual like that, I’m not sure. Dark magic is highly corruptive. It clearly sank its claws into Denver and didn't let go.” Jude threaded his fingers through his already messy hair, “It’s a miracle you made it out of there.”

However, the sinister energy emanating from this coffin, though appearing similar at first glance, actually felt deeply cold and terrifying to the soul when truly sensed. In other words, what this seven-star alignment suppressed was very likely an evil demon. The so-called lower volume that appeared when Helena cultivated to the fifth stage was probably an illusion it had created to tempt them. As for why he did not have it while she did, the reason was simple. He was nurtured under the influence of the Light Divine Holy Land and possessed righteous energy, while the Dark Divine Holy Land, having long engaged in shady activities, was vulnerable to the demon's exploitation. Of course, Travis'

The darkness the Devourer was made of — the specific, corrupted, consuming darkness of something that had been intended as a mechanism of balance and had become something else — meeting the origin frequency at its purest and being reminded of what it had been designed to be. The Devourer screamed. Not the cold, ancient, certain voice of the battlefield. The specific, involuntary sound of something encountering a force it cannot resist and is not capable of consuming. The origin frequency's light moved through it. Through the darkness. Through the consuming, ancient, four-hundred-year-hungry darkness that had been waiting below the Well for the conditions of its release. And began, slowly, wi

"Do you know why they call me the unforgiving spirit of Draevyn?" "Because… you don't forgive." His words were a whisper. "Exactly." Darion's voice rose behind me. "Drae…vyn!!!" "No mercy! No mercy! Every sinner must die." The others echoed it, and for the first time I enjoyed watching a man actually understand what our chant meant.

"You're just a cast-off heir. Do you really think you're worthy of being Lionel's friend? It's not even night yet, but you're already dreaming?" Elliot, who had just finalized his divorce with Sophie, was now completely blinded by rage. In a fit of anger, he drove the dagger into Ava's chest. "It's all your fault, you bitch! If not for you, I wouldn't be in this mess! You ruined my marriage and left me with nothing. How dare you turn around and go find someone better? Ava was stabbed 19 times. She died on the spot. She had begged Elliot to get her to the hospital before she died, but he merely stood over her, gazing down.

“I’m going to bury myself inside of you until you collapse from exhaustion!” Inner Devil: ‘Ahhh! I want! I want!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘What? I guess it’s time to schedule my funeral. I’m dying a happy woman! Someone tell my parents, I lived a fruitful life!’

“I’m going to bury myself inside of you until you collapse from exhaustion!” Inner Devil: ‘Ahhh! I want! I want!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘What? I guess it’s time to schedule my funeral. I’m dying a happy woman! Someone tell my parents, I lived a fruitful life!’

No doubt before the next couple of weeks, she would have gone completely insane and a full blown sociopath. She collapses patiently on the wall thinking of all the memories she had with him and all the times they spent making promises only God can keep. She would say damn God for cursing their fate like she had said in past weeks but she has no energy left in her to even let out a whimper. She has no tear left to cry. All that is left in her is a big hollowness clothed with darkness and no hope of light. She hears the sound of footsteps clicking against the hard ground and halts just in front of her.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `