Dark Devotion Novels & Stories

He had ruined everyone who had ever been close to me. Through blurry vision, I saw the tenth whip landing on Darius’s badly injured back. As he groaned in agony, Damon’s words replayed in my mind and I realized how right he was when he said, "Nicholus is plagued with darkness. Demons rule his mind and a monster resides in his soul." It was the moment I realized that my mate wasn’t a shadow of the devil as many people thought. He HIMSELF was the devil. So lost in the darkness that there was no hope of his return.

“I don’t need a fucking babysitter. I don’t need you tattle-telling everything I do and reporting it back to your mommy. I get the fucking job done dont I? Exactly. I got something for you to go back and tell Abbaddon, how about FUCK YOU!!” “Do you feel better now? Cause we have a job to do.” Ornais stated. “They’re moving quickly to capture this soul from you.” “I know, but what am I supposed to do? It’s not like I can just go in and char it beyond repair like every other one. I have to be careful.” Daniel sighed, putting his head in his hands. He was up against a wall. Every move was documented and reported back to Abaddon. The Seven Deadly Sins had this one, why did he get assigned to it

When I thought that I wasn’t going to be able to take anymore that’s when we heard the door opening up to Legion and Levi. “Angel, we’re going to need to talk to you on what just happened and I’m hoping that you can explain it further to us on how you got involved with the Burning Devils MC.” “No, I don’t want to talk about them.” I can’t believe this is happening to me. Am I needing to run from them again or is Pyro finally going to get what he wants? I’m not thinking that they were going to help me in this. “Well, are you then wanting to return to the Burning Devils?”

“I am here. And I still want you. So fucking badly. If we survive this, I am going to pin you down and fuck you until you cannot remember your own name.” His words sent a rush of heat through me despite the pain. I rubbed against him, needing that connection. “I want that. I want you deep inside me again. Hard. Rough. Claiming me like only you can.” The pup’s voice was barely a whisper. “Mama… Dad… it hurts… but I can still feel you both.” Damien nuzzled me one more time. “Hold on, little one. Your dad is not done fighting yet.” The Devourer lowered its head deeper into the pit. Its jaws opened wide, purple light growing stronger. The pulling force on my belly became so intense I cried out a

Dev growled, his deep, terrifying voice echoing off the high ceilings like thunder before a devastation. He slowly turned his razor-sharp gaze toward his entire family, his eyes burning with an unholy, demonic promise of complete destruction. "I will drag her back... and show her what hell truly feels like today," Dev snarled, his voice dropping into a lethal whisper. "And if *any* of you dare to step between me and that girl... I swear to God, I will tear you down with her. Consider this my final fucking warning."

“I'm not the kind of man you imagined. I am not your happy ever after. I am a bad man with dark secrets. It's huge enough to destroy your existence. But you…” My voice trailed as I locked gaze with those mesmerizing Amber eyes that twinkled under the soft glow of the chandelier. I wanted to kiss them. To wipe the tears off and spray my seed all over her face until she gagged. “You are pure, innocent, fragile, full of life, so fucking young. You are brave, you dare to explore. That's the reason I call you little dove. One more step closer to me and you will be tainted by my darkness.” “All it takes is one taste for you to get obsessed. For you to get dangerously addicted. Before you know it,

SEVEN I had my first nightmare that night, of me kneeling at the feet of the good Reverend Alistair McIlvian in that clearing while he reached to the heavens and prayed in a booming voice . . . . BOW DOWN BEFORE HIM, YE FALLEN ONES, SEEK SUPPLICATION AT THE DREAD FEET OF HE WHOSE CEASELESS ROARING ALWAYS AND FOREVER FILLS THE VOID BEYOND THE GATE, FILLS THE TIMELESS SKIES! HIS MIGHT TEARETH THE FOREST AND CRUSHETH THE CITIES, hear THEN HIS VOICE IN THE DARKNESS, ANSWER HIS CALL WITH THINE WHOLE HEART, OPEN YE HEARTS TO BE MADE OVER INTO HIS IMAGE, THE YELLOW KING OF YELLOW SKIES . . .

What started as a job, a duty to make sure she felt our side was her only real choice, became an obsession. Our plan had been put in motion years before, creating a rock band to travel the world bringing in kids her age from everywhere knowing one day she would show up. Devil’s Night is now the most popular band in the world with teens and young adults. While simultaneously being the most hated band in the world with their parents. We have fans everywhere just dying for a chance to spend a few moments with us and I, Damien Raines, am the frontman.

After a moment of silence, the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book nodded slowly and said, "Yes, I understood." "As long as you have good wills in your heart, the devil is also a god. And if you have evil thoughts in your heart, the god is also a devil!" "I really hope this kid can hold on," said the sweeping old man with a laugh. "If the Demonic Dragon's blood can be used by him, then he'll most likely be able to improve his level of understanding of the North Darkness Four Souls Formation. It can even be said that no one else will be able to do it, including that guy. "

Xavier worked fast and had the results within a single night. Even though our daughter had been cremated, the tissue from the placenta had been enough for testing. Someone knocked on the door again. When I opened it, Xavier stood there—unshaven, eyes bloodshot from exhaustion. The heavy scent of alcohol and cigarettes clung to him, making my stomach turn as I instinctively covered my nose. "Eloise, I'm sorry," he said, his voice raw. "I didn't know she was mine. I thought—"