Devil Burning Novels & Stories

Instead, the ethereal blaze emitted an otherworldly glow, casting an ominous hue that bespoke its divine origin. The searing, radiant flames bore a spectral quality that defied the physical realm, scorching Belphegor's very spirit while leaving his corporeal form unscathed. It was a manifestation of Holy Fire, an awe-inspiring testament to the wrath of the divine. The demons, typically unyielding in the face of terror, stood transfixed and aghast, their very essence trembling in the presence of such unfathomable power.

It was closely followed by a ray of blazing light that appeared in her elixir field. Crap! It was the Heart Devil Flame. Darryl was startled with worry as he began to panic. Darryl was no stranger to the Heart Devil Flame. That was a flame that grew from a cultivator's elixir field whenever they entered a psychotic break, evolved from the cultivator's essence. The Heart Devil Flame was different from regular flames. Once it formed, it had to be pushed out as soon as possible, or the high temperature would destroy the elixir field and pulse, causing the bearer to lose their lives.

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

He mocked, Dominic's eyes change, anger dancing in them. Fenrir is the only one who can get under his skin. Fireballs appear in his hands and shoot them, Fenrir dodge them like it was nothing. "Is that all you've got? Such a waste, I thought you will give me something more or strong. But it looks like Lucifer didn't teach you anything, stingy much." He chuckled The anger in the devil only increased because of Fenrir's taunting. The devil send more fireballs, not stopping, he conjured a swords which with fire blazing on it.

She met Belial's gaze with unwavering determination, ready to face whatever the demon queen unleashed. Belial's voice reverberated through the chamber, a low, ominous growl that sent shivers down Edna's spine. "Foolish mortal, you dare to challenge the might of Belial?" the demon hissed. "Prepare to be consumed by the flames of your own arrogance!" With a swift motion, Belial extended her hands, and fire erupted from the ground, encircling Edna in a ring of searing flames. The inferno grew in intensity, licking at the edges Edna’s being, threatening to consume her. But Edna refused to be overwhelmed.

There was no hint of recognition in his fiery eyes as he glared at us, only mindless rage. But of course, he didn't recognise us. He was no different from a mindless animal in this state, driven purely by instinct and fury. Dante belonged to a species of demons whose anger fuelled their strength. The angrier they got, the stronger they became, and of course, they just happened to have very short fuses to complete the whole package. A deadly combination.

"Until we take what we want." And just like that— We’re making a deal with the devil. But the thing about devils? They never see it coming when you burn them first. They have no idea. It just feels like a dream until it actually happens.

She would be a fool to think this devil wouldn't lose his temper. "Nimalaya moved from one house to another, setting everything ablaze out of anger. Her blue flame looks beautiful as the sun reflects its bright hue. The cries of humans and demons burning wouldn't make one marvel at the beauty of the flame. It looked beautiful but dangerous. It was nothing but a death sentence. The cries of mercy resounded in the air that carried the stench of burning flesh. Her face was the last thing people were seeing before her fire burned them to crisps. Summoning demonic spirits, she would make sure some people couldn't flee.

“I've helped you get the immortality you desire, and now I'm helping you again, controlling Barbara so that she can kill the victims that you will make sacrifices for me.” Reksa stepped forward, approaching Hugo with a breath that smelled like a mixture of sulfur and wet tar. The devil gripped the Cursed's shoulder, making him grit his teeth in the pain and heat from Reksa's hands. Within seconds, Reksa's form was no longer human, but like a real devil, flaming red and black. Hugo's shoulders slowly smoked, but not the slightest sign of fire could come out.

“Then I reverse the transfer. And I make a phone call to those gentlemen searching for your father. Have you any idea what happens to the daughters of men who do not pay their debts?” I stared at him in horror. He was blackmailing me, using my family’s safety to manipulate me. The charming young man had become the very essence of the Devil. “Why?” I asked. “Why marry me? Why marry a woman you hate? How can you marry a woman you said you would never love?” Luca placed his drink down and moved towards me. He stopped right in front of me and lifted my hand so that he could examine the ring which I was now forced to wear.