Devil Burning Novels & Stories

"You! Who betrayed the kingdom! Kill her!" When the devils they called is in front of them now! The devils wore chains and hard vest. They are coloured in red! They had horns, tails, and tattoos all over their body. And so run they ran at Luis Park and the company. "Butt!" "Yes, master!" Butt replied. Then Butt move fastly! And spin to stop the upcoming devils. "Echolocation!" Butt floats and howled an ear-piercing sound.

They rushed the hallway again. Elara stepped forward into the doorway and opened fire. The corridor erupted in gunshots. Two attackers fell. Another stumbled backward, clutching his shoulder. But the rest kept advancing. Bullets slammed into the metal frame of the doorway, sending sparks into the air. Elara ducked and reloaded quickly. Behind her, Dominic launched another command. SECONDARY FIREWALL ENGAGED This one was different. Instead of blocking the virus entirely, he redirected the infected processes into a looping cycle, a digital maze designed to trap the program inside its own replication patterns.

I was a walking temptation but the good part was, someone else will be the scapegoat, Kelvin. He will pay for ever hurting her, for even coming in contact with her and most important, for fucking what's mine... Her body, mind and soul belongs to me. Doom Castillo.

If Giovanni thought this would be my ending, he didn’t know what he had just ignited. The devil doesn’t die in fire. He builds kingdoms from the ashes. I closed my eyes as the sirens wailed in the distance. Let’s see how the Lion roars when I come back limping—only to tear out his throat. This wasn’t over.

The acrid stench of burning metal and gasoline filled my nostrils, an overwhelming reminder of chaos and destruction. Damien stood rooted in place, his mouth agape as he gawked at the inferno that had once been his gleaming vehicle. The flickering flames danced against his face, casting ominous shadows that lent him an almost demonic appearance. The fire reflected in his dark eyes, twin pools of fury and disbelief. "Who dares to try this shit with me?" Damien's voice cracked like a whip in the thick smoke, raw with rage and indignation. The veins in his neck bulged, a clear testament to his anger as he shouted into the chaos around us.

“Those pretty eyes can’t stop following Lisa. You’re thinking, ‘what kind of assholes would make someone in her condition work for them?’ Am I right?” “No, I was…” “Well, that is what happened when you think of messing with me. It didn’t take more than two bullets. Yours will be a worse fate if you dare me, I assure you,” the devil dropped before lifting his cup of coffee to his lips. He did it to her? Of course. The food in my mouth suddenly nauseated me, and I pushed it down with a forceful gulp of water. “Excuse me.” I shot up from my chair and left.

His voice drops into a dark, lethal tone that carries to every single corner of the silent chapel. "You know what they say, Pierre… the devil always comes to collect..."

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

That night she came to dinner wearing shorts, she looked so fucking sexy and I wanted to send every one of my men out of the dining room and fuck the shit out of her on the dining table but I quickly brushed the thought off because what the fuck. Watching her sleep so peacefully made my heart start beating differently, I didn’t even know that shit still works. In my ‘line of work’, people refer to me as The Devil and I love that nickname. My hand involuntarily reached out to tuck a strand of her hair but I stopped and got up when I heard Gio come in. Thank God he didn’t see that. “Oh, why is our princess sleeping on a couch?” Gio said “Don’t know, don’t care” I answered as I loosened my tie

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓