Devil Dust Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

Maybe start planning my next escape for real this time. And then—he did something that caught me off guard. Ronan Blackwood, the Devil himself, squatted in front of me. Not stood. Not loomed. Squatted. Eye level. Holding two glasses of wine in his large hands. “What’s the problem?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it. I looked away. “I’m fine,” I muttered.

The man screamed loudly as it dug into his tongue, creating an hole so visible. The other stared in terror, fear gripping him. "Who sent you?" He asked, yet again. He didn't raise his voice... He didn't need to because he already owned that aura of a man so scary... A Devil in a human form. "I don't know I swear.. Please" The men cried out in desperation. Dante let out a scary laughter. "Please? You have the guts to say the word please? A woman was just saying that word to you few minutes ago yet you were hitting on her" He half yelled, his eyes turning completely red..

LAZZARO That girl. The way she stitched me, the way she looked at me while at it was fucking sexy. I had almost lost control, and it took everything within me to hold back. I never force my way with women. I might be a devil, but I wasn’t that monstrous.

"My mother... she wasn't a servant?" ​"She was a queen of the old blood," Devon rasped, his voice dropping as the nursery door began to glow with a sickly, putrid violet light. "That’s why you survived the curse. That’s why Silas—" ​He was cut off by a sound that vibrated in their very marrow. ​CRACK. ​The heavy doors vanished in a blinding flash of violet-tinted dark fire. The shockwave lifted Devon from the floor and slammed him into the far masonry with a sickening thud, leaving him slumped and motionless in a pool of blood.

At about one hour, twenty-five minutes and thirty-second seconds later, Spike's impatience moved 360 degrees, his stone-cold heart beating wildly. He checked the time again. Five minutes more and the fucker would be dead. “Come here, girl!” Mr. Qudus cheered and slapped a lady's ass. The blondie smiled and sat on his lap. “Charles, it’s my turn to attend to customers.” A disguised spike said in a casual tone. Charles glared at him. “Who are you and when did you start working here?” “I'm Alex and the bartender at the other side of the club, I mean the casino” He replied.

“Baby girl, I’m going to need to get Levi and we’re going to need to take care of a few things downstairs. I’m going to have Angel come into this room and you’re going to need to lock the door. I need you both to stay in here until I come back, and don’t open the door for anyone.” “What about for you?” “Don’t worry baby girl, I have the key to the door.” I hurry out of the room because if Pyro is here than that means no good is coming this way. As I get out of the room, I see Levi on top of Angel kissing her, wait, kissing her? I never seen or heard of him kissing any girl. “What’s going on Legion?” “There is a problem downstairs.” “What?” “The Burning Devils President Pyro is down there loo

Aahva nodded, and he left his room, then returned to the healing room. “What happened when you are in the middle of the road?” “We attacked by a devil in a human form.” “Devil?” "Yes, Abelard stabbed that devil with his sword, but that devil also stabbed him in the stomach.” “And you know, dad? I had to use it.” Aahva took a deep breath as he turned around and rubbed his face a few times. “That’s okay! It’s an emergency.” “And where did you meet that devil?” “About three kilos to the east.”

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

I sauntered into my warm house, and Zeus followed suit. "Honey, my monsters would make yours crawl under a bed and hide," I chuckled, "I'm the Devil in disguise." "No," Zeus denied, "You're still that same sweet, innocent girl I met six years ago; I see her behind your eyes." "And that's where she'll stay." "Please," he begged while caressing my cheek, "Don't be like this, Ivy." "Have a good night's sleep, Zeus," I smirked before walking into my room, closing the door behind me.