Dear Satan Jack Black Novels & Stories

I moaned loudly because of what he suddenly did, I immediately covered my lips and closed my eyes My body was shaking as he continued to move, I held onto his chest when I felt his lips on my ear "Just one more" he whispered I woke up because of a loud noise, I moaned and covered myself with a blanket but the noise got even louder Even though I didn't want to, I forced myself to open my eyes, the unfamiliar room immediately appeared to me I sat up from the soft bed I was lying on and looked around I frowned as I saw the black wall, black curtains, and black bed All black, what is Satan's room? Or maybe... I breathed a thought

The bandit stared at me, dumbfounded, while I looked back, calm and grinning. “Don’t freak out on me.” “Who are you?” “Alex. So are you the infamous Black Jack? Not sure I believe that.” Jack frowned. “Well...” “Why are you called Black? Are you too lazy to wash yourself?” He clearly hadn’t expected me to taunt him, so all he could do was continue staring at me in shock. I followed suit, then smirked. “Do you want to die? Right now?”

Erica started circling around my chair and started responding to my question instead of Jack doing so himself. "Well, you see when you arrived in LA, Jack was very fond of you. And when Sam started getting close to you, he did not quite like it! So when I saw this anger in him, I invited him in my mission to make you suffer! Now you know why Sam and Jessica pushed you away!" she explained, mocking me. I looked at Jack with a shocked face! All the memories of him being kind and sweet to me, meant nothing at this point. "Jack, did you blackmail Sam?" I demanded an answer from him!

By Monday evening, I was back behind the bar. I kept the black choker under my collar and checked it twice before every shift. Matias was already at the far end when I clocked in. His eyes dropped straight to my throat. “You’ve got a problem,” he said. “That pureblood’s scent isn’t fading.” I poured a drink for a customer before answering. Matias studied me. “You signed something.” I didn’t confirm it. I didn’t need to.

“ That is true ! “ said Massimo with a serious tone . Jack drank the glass of whiskey till the end then took the bottle and filled the glass again . “ You are drinking rather fast tonight . “ said Massimo . “ I wanna get drunk . Unless I get drunk “ If you wanna get drunk then go empty your own whiskey collection . “ said Massimo . Jack looked at him annoyed as he held the bottle . “ Bro , you have over 200 billion dollars in your name and you are being stingy over some whiskey ? I never thought you were such a petty person . “ said Jack annoyed . Massimo sighed as he laughed a little . He took the whiskey bottle from Jack and filled his glass . “ This surely is a “ I don’t know . “ said Jac

I wagged my finger at their faces, taunting them. “I want the both of you to see this,” I said looking at the two brothers. The Salazar brothers are known on the black market for having ruthless hearts. I'm just not sure if they could still stay indifferent when they see the people they care for slowly die in an excruciating death. I flashed them a smile as I walk around the table and spotted the pliers on the toolbox. Perfect. “Antonio, how much do you love your nails?” He opened his mouth then close it, then open them again.

I got my Skittles rainbow. "You turned him into Skittles?" Jessi asks as she laughs. I twirl happily in the Skittles as Satan walks over. "I guess you really didn't need me." He says, eating a few of the candies. "You're from the underworld, just like Surtur. You're basically eating him right now, so does that make you a cannibal?" I ask him as his hand stops midway to his mouth. The rest of the candies fall to the ground. "I'm leaving. Davina, I say this with much respect. I hope I never see you again." Satan walks toward the crack and takes the last few remaining demons with him. You know I can't let him get away that easily.

Lucifer’s cat, which used to only meow, now used a masculine sound. “Ah... you don’t want to share your fun even a little?” “No, so find or make your fun,” said the black cat as he walked away to follow Felen and Aghnya. Satan chuckled with a wide smile on his lips. His eyes even formed a crescent shape, showing that he was quite amused, although not sure what exactly he was laughing at. “Hm, have fun. Hopefully, the game you created doesn’t turn against you, O my dear brother.” Satan’s words are full of mockery.

"Odin wants to be the Devil." Jack clenched his obsidian fist. The black veins flared, not with pain, but with power. "Let them bring Ragnarok," Jack Sterling said to the wind. "I’ve killed a God. Now... it’s time to hunt the Kings."

I have finally had enough of these assholes in this hell hole labeled as a hospital. 'No! You will go nowhere till you give me the answer to the question I asked you' He tells me and at this moment, he is now sounding so stupid. Okay now, I am beginning to doubt if compared to Jack, Mr. Black is still the World's most famous pervert. Even though I know Jack is a very weird and annoying guy, I never thought him to be this creepy. 'Sweetie, it will do you good to tell me now or I will have to force you to....' like seriously?