Darkness Devil Novels & Stories

The Darkness pushed as I clenched my fist, closed my eyes, and began to hum, using the humming to block out the voice of the Darkness and focus my intention on blocking out the Darkness's ploy. The Darkness's voice, a persistent whisper, echoed in the depths of my mind. It promised it threatened, it persuaded, but I remained steadfast. I knew its true intentions, its insatiable hunger for power and souls. My twins were innocent, mere infants, and I would protect them at all costs.

“You can never defeat me.” Without giving Darkness a chance to react, he turned into his wolf, pushing Darkness back a few feet away. His wolf was huge, eyes glowing white with obsidian fur that could consume any light. He bent into a fighting position, menacing as he growled at Darkness. Darkness cracked his neck to the side, releasing his shadows so they could play.

At the kingdom of darkness, the ninth continent of hell… This is the base of the high devil himself, “Lucifer “the fearless. It is the smallest and coldest place in hell, their punishment is extreme Cold but they’ve already found a way around it and conquered the cold from devouring their body. The kingdom of darkness can also be called the devil’s backyard. The devil’s second office, where all important meetings are held, where all demons come for news and missions. The kingdom of darkness is the capital of hell, the hometown of the high devil. This place was night all through the day, with no light in the surrounding, they are all demons with the best eyesight in the dark, their worst enem

Davina spoke into the darkness, definitely not finding this weird and creepy, or maybe she's used to it. The silence remained. "Please?" I could tell she was almost rolling her eyes. Then there was a gentle move, soon from the darkness appeared the devil himself. It was astonishing the way she knew exactly where he was in the fog of darkness. "What's she doing here?" His voice was deep, yet almost angelic but his eyes had a menacing gaze boring at me. Like he had a problem with me or my entire existence. I rolled my eyes. "Again Davina, do we need him?" I said, with a grave tone.

The darkness between the trunks thickened, gathering itself, lines of shadow sliding together like spilled ink drawn to a single point. Something moved in the dark. Something large. Something fluid. Something powerful. A silhouette stepped out from between the pines. A shadow at first—tall, impossibly tall. Then two eyes opened in the darkness. Burning. Molten. A shade between gold and fire. They cut through the night like twin brands, sharpening everything around them; every breath, every tremor, every heartbeat in the clearing seemed to rearrange itself around that gaze. The Devil had arrived. And every instinct Adelaide possessed screamed one truth:

The energy ball hits the ground, shattering into a million little balls of bright blue light. They sink down into the earth, filling the crack. The white light pushes the negative energy away, sending it back down to the pit of Hell. I stand transfixed, too scared to breathe. If this doesn’t work, then I don’t know what will. And if it doesn’t work…then maybe I really am evil. “No!” the demon shouts, using Evander’s voice. I jerk my head around, holding my hands steady over the crack, needing to power the energy. The demon lunges for me, but Lucas is faster. He wrestles him to the ground.

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.

she picked up a photograph of the arms dealer, eyes glittering with contempt “—is already drowning in debt. His empire is a house of cards. All we have to do is pull away the foundation.” She stood, walking to the board, tapping her pen against the faces of their enemies one by one. “Darius. Marek. Serrano. They’ve built their thrones on alliances. We turn those alliances into nooses. We don’t hit them in chaos—we hit them in sequence, cutting off every lifeline until they choke.” Lucian’s lips curved, slow and dangerous. Approval burned in his dark gaze. “She’s right.” Marco gave a low whistle, shaking his head with something between awe and unease. “You’ve turned her into a devil too, boss