Devil Burning Novels & Stories

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

So in a way, I truly deserve the name La Diabla because I'm the devil's spawn. "That doesn't excuse what you did. He raised you, fed and clothed us. How could you do that?" "With a knife" "What?" "You keep asking how I could do that. With a knife, Andres. I used a knife" Blood drains from his face "You don't even regret it"

I was really curious to know the connection between the devil and the dragon. Irene came back with the bible and I quickly began to read. In the Bible, the dragon was the devil and he came to earth to deceive and destroy. "And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him." "Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out. Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron. His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth."

The horrible temperature rose, and the boulders formed by the collapsed surrounding mountains melted, turning into magma, and the ground cracked. The void distorted. The wings of the Flaming Phoenix moved slightly, purple flames engulfing everything as if they were going to burn through the heavens. "He really is Chu the Devil." "No.1 in the Starry Sky is Chu the Devil. He hasn't died. The bastards of the Immortals are so hateful. They have spread fake news." "They're just putting on airs. They claimed that they had killed Chu the Devil. But it turns out that they were just bragging themselves."

The black army has got him on his knees and with a knife to his throat. She has to help them. Indra lights the yellow sunlight in her eyes, and concentrate so intensely it feels like she's going to perish by her own power. The light is becoming brighter and brighter. She turns her gaze to one of the black creatures and hears a sizzling sound erupt from its skin. Within seconds, he catches fire, but the fire quickly fades and gets replaced by thousands of tiny fireflies flickering underneath the black rubbery skin, before bursting into the air as the demon disintegrate and vanish completely.

blank. "You win, Daeron. Of course, you win. You took everything away from me. My kingdom, my partner, my power, my son. You've ruined my life but I'm not going down without ruining yours" she rasped and Theo clenched his jaw."I curse you, Devon Bradley. You will feel the pain of loosing a son-" Golden flames consumed her immediately. She screamed, writhing as she started to burn.

Fire ra‍ined down. ⁠The Devil‌’s Ba‌ll had just become hell on‍ ea⁠rth.

The house is a fortress, the men wolves, the city itself poisoned with his reach. But somewhere deep inside, buried under the fear and the shame, a spark still burns. I will not let Dante De Luca destroy me. I don't know how. I don't know when. But one day, I'll break him. As I close my eyes, listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing beside me, I swear it to myself. Not as a promise. As a weapon.

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.

“Answer, of course. The devil has been invited to dinner.” He turned to the window, where the dawn broke in streaks of red across the horizon, the kind of red that looked like spilled blood. And as the bells tolled over Deira, Isabelle stirred in her chamber, clutching her belly as if the sound itself might harm the child within her. The storm had come at last — and it bore her husband’s name.