Devil Disguised Novels & Stories

Only static answers. Then silence. Long. Heavy. Absolute. Something shifts inside me — slow, final, like a lock turning. The storm outside grows louder, but for once, it sounds like it’s coming from inside the villa. Inside the man I’m becoming. And I whisper into the dark: “Let them all come. I’ll bury every one.”

The men were coming at her now and Aiden, as strong as he might be, was closing his eyes, surrendering his destiny to the darkness that lay in front of him. ***** The first instinct that was calling my demon to life was that Aiden was crumpling on the ground, hurting and bleeding. I don’t think that I ever wanted to leash my devil in front of these people before but now…now they have forced my hands to get out and be the monster that I was. I turned to look at the people who were grinning and licking their lips as if they would ever get to me. Hah! Over my dead body and they have hurt my Aiden.

Before he was dragged out of my office, he had been remorseful and pleading for my attention, but now that he knew that there was no going back, his eyes had become filled with the evil that had been in his heart, and I was taken aback slightly. This was the first time I was seeing Mr. Devon like this. Mr. Devon threw his head back and laughter heartily, but there was nothing amusing about his laughter. “What the heck is funny?” I asked him disdainfully. It was true how a man could become so devilish when his deeds had been exposed, and that was exactly what was going on with Mr. Devon right now. After so many years, I was beginning to see him for the devil he was. He had been hiding under t

Landon tailed behind, giving a length distance from his master. The devil dressed in dark clothes, a cloak above his head, he gave a light tilt to his jaw,eyes shut as night. "I assume so" His voice soft but held a long strain of darkness. "I prepared the poison delicately and sent it along with them" He picked his words carefully. "No one can break it spell,except in weeks of course" He had a bit of pride dangling on his words but his face still and frigid as cold. A smile penetrated the croaked lips of Master Darwin. "Good, it will give us enough time as little Cam. and his puppets get preoccupied." His hideous jaw,radiating evilness. Master Darwin was pleased,this devil was indeed again u

‘But…what are Mirror Devils? When she saw the confused looks on Darryl and the others’ faces, she bit her lips and continued, “Mirror Devils are unusual. They’re really evil and like to transform into stone steles. The surface of the stone steles will be as smooth as a mirror. Once someone approaches and looks into the mirror, the Mirror Devil will transform into that person. So, your sister and friend were ambushed by these Mirror Devils.” Quincy and the others looked at Darryl, feeling ashamed of themselves.

Internally, I grimace at the realisation that it is weirdly more gratifying to listen to, rather than the sound of me smacking my wife's ass as I take her from behind. He groans, spitting out blood, "Is that all you got, your wife has a better hand than you do." He mutters incoherently. I run my fingers through his hair which is drenched in sweat, yanking his head back, and I force him to meet my gaze, "You know, Castello Esposito. The wildest gimmick the Devil likes to play isn't him making you accept that he doesn't exist. It's him making you believe that you are on friendly terms. Acquainted." I growl, lowering my head, and getting right in his face. "So that when you finally did meet me

"Whoa there, buddy! Let's keep it to yelling insults." "I am not a colorist!" Guru was knocked off guard. He considered himself one of the most open-minded and liberal celebrities. And to be accused of being otherwise raised his hackles. "I am referring to the actual Black Devil power you seem to be displaying. Remember the bridge? Aren't you afraid you might be, I don't know, becoming the new ruler of the Underworld?" Guru turned to Jinx. "I know it sounds crazy. We are just toms and nowhere near the gods but something has happened to your friend. He believes he's battled the actual Black Devil and won. It's not just Doll that's not alright."

“Not quite.” “Didn’t think you were capable of feelings,” he said dryly, watching Charlotte in the distance speak to a man she called “Father.” The man wore a medieval military uniform and Gildeon figured he was high-ranking. “Believe it or not, salamander, I was once a good, ordinary man.” “What happened then? Joined hands with the Devil?” Gildeon followed the elder vampire’s gaze, now dark with longing. “God tested me,” Present Vergilius muttered, “and I gave in to Satan—or so I believed.”

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

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.