Dear Satan Jack Black Novels & Stories

“From this moment on, every benefit you’ve enjoyed is revoked. You’re now an outcast in this—” “Julian—” “You no longer belong—” “Please! You can’t do this to me!” “I just did.” “Julian.” “It’s Mr. Black!” Jack’s breathing quickened. “You don’t understand.” Julian leaned back, uncaring for the man unraveling in front of him. “Please.” Jack slid off the chair and fell on his knees, desperation showing in the clumsy way he moved. “Please, Mr. Black. Please… don’t cast me away. What will I do… please…”

The sudden appearance of Penelope and the coincidental power outage seemed too eerie to be mere chance. “Hey, Vincent, say something. What do we do now, just wait here?” Satan responded coldly, “And what solution do you propose? Feel free to share.” “Damn, aren’t you supposed to be impressive, mysterious, and capable of making Emily feel secure? Why isn’t that working now?” Satan glanced at him. “I’m only human, not a god.” “Damn,” Jackson was startled. “Can you take off that mask? It’s scaring me…”

For a moment, he simply gawked at Javier. He suddenly let out a guffaw. “Ohh, so that’s the game? Jesus, why didn’t you just saaaay so? Or better yet, just skip this yimmer-yammer and kill me already! You don’t lead a life like mine without signing a deal with the Devil, junior. Satan is like a long-suffering wife waiting for me in hell. He’s been waiting for my soul to come home. Come help poor Satan, would ya? He’s missed me so much!”

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

She dangled them before his face. “You’ve been a naughty boy, Thaddeus Black,” she said. “Are you ready to be tied up and face your punishment?” Thad chuckled. “You just reminded me of something an old friend once told me. Want to hear it?” “Do tell.” “He said, and I quote, ‘never you believe whatever the preachers say. When the Devil comes to you, it’s going to be a she in high heels,’ end quote. That’s what you are to me right now.”

Seeing Jaxon and Mia looking like they glue each other, Rey glared at Gavin who looked innocently at everyone. “Blacky is not wrong, he just wants to play. You know already, he likes women,” said Gavin which made all the men there snort in disapproval. “I told you to keep the snake in his cage, Gavin,” Gideon hissed. “Imagine if it was Kalista, she might give birth prematurely.” All the men there shuddered at the thought of Kalista with her big belly climbing a chair and running around the room being chased by Blacky. “Usually Blacky is very sweet,” Gavin defended against his snake which looked at the men around with its round eyes as its body squirmed about to come to its master.

Lucifer shakes his head, “I prefer Breakfast club or Clueless. Those were quite entertaining.” I give both men an incredulous look as I wipe coffee from my nose. “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I’m listening to the king of hell and one of the most acclaimed archangels in history discuss high school-themed movies. Am I still asleep?” Both men chuckle at my bewildered tone. “We should go if we want to speak to Rafael and Gabriel,” Lucifer rises from his chair and takes my hand.

He admitted. "Can I get that kiss now?" He asked. I turned to the three seated. "Did you get it?" I asked. "I'm not stupid, doll. I ain't giving you this phone." The dark skin said, holding it firmly. I smiled. Now he proved to be a Mafioso. The game was just beginning. I turned back to the dress shirt guy. "Do you want to sit or the kiss?" "Both!" At his position, I stood up, kneeing him on his groin and throwing him on the chair.

“You think this is over? You’ve only broken the lock. The thing beneath the Black Moon stirs, child. And it remembers your name.” Kaelira’s blood ran cold. “No,” she whispered. “The Echo was the last of it. I destroyed it.” “You destroyed its shell,” Varyn said. “But its heart — the true Black Moon — was never in this world to begin with. It’s waiting. And it’s calling you home.” Zevran stepped forward. “Then we’ll burn your god a second time.” Varyn’s expression softened, almost pitying. “You can’t fight the storm, boy. You can only drown in it.”

"Who sent you to kill agent Torres? Now before you give me another stupid answer, consider the fact that I'm going to kill you, and I'm going to make it slow." His eyes narrowed and I continued. "You think whoever sent you is terrifying? you're about to know the true meaning of terror." I told him. "Is whatever they're paying you worth your life?" Suddenly, the man burst into laughter. "I'm not afraid of you Rafael Santiago. The black smoke gang is nothing but a relic from the past. You're all nothing but pussies now, too afraid to make the news. Kill me if you want, but_" I whipped out my gun and fired before he could say anything else, my bullet ripping through the back of his throat and s