Devil In Dreams Novels & Stories

"I know right now; you are thinking that it is just a dream and means nothing. Maybe it was with a lover or a crush and you think it is cool. It is just my brain playing a trick on me, bringing my sexual desire to live, you tell yourself. That is exactly what the devil wants you to think; so, it can control your life and destiny. Sometimes the devil will come with the face of a loved one." the young prophetess said sending a chill down my spine, weakening my legs.

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

The child can already wield the Rift. The child could command the dead and the living. His memory twists, showing him stumbling into a gate of black smoke, whispering the words that will doom them all: “The Devil’s heir is coming.” He falls unconscious. ⸻ Back in Aunt Dee’s Realm… Sarai Collapses The link snaps so violently Sarai screams. Aunt Dee appears instantly, magic crackling around her. Sarai’s eyes roll back as the last of the traitor’s fear floods her mind — sharp, acidic, unmistakable.

"Is that what you think about when you're with me? Have you been blaming me for what they did this entire time?" Adom sent him a withering look. "If I did, you'd have been dead long ago." Win reared back, shoving the Devil away. "You . . . how are you like this?" he asked, voice catching in disappointed sadness. The Devil crossed his arms over his chest. "Centuries of living in hell will do that to a person, Win. I didn't grow up in your sheltered Heaven or even on this plane of existence. Hell is where I was reared."

It was a message from the devil himself, Shea. 'Devon, do you believe in the supernatural?' I nearly choked on my popcorns when I read the message. I hesitated before typing a reply. 'Yeah I guess' His reply popped up on the screen of my phone, shortly. 'Call me crazy but I've been seeing things. Things that I don't understand' I desperately wanted to ignore his messages but I couldn't. 'What have you been seeing?' 'I have strange dreams. I've been dreaming about you. Can I ask you something?'

I whispered, though the tremor in my words betrayed the lie. His gaze didn’t shift. “You screamed like someone was killing you, or tried to kill you. Did you have a nightmare?” he said flatly, his tone holding no softness. “And with the way you're acting, I ask you, was it me?” The question sliced through me. He truly was the devil. He saw right through everything. “I..” My mouth went dry. “It was just a dream.” “Was it me?” he asked again, but this time, his voice was low, dangerous.

Alex chuckled darkly and the sound sent a thrill of fear and excitement down my spine. “Not just any demon, Ava. I am a Dreamlust demon. I appear in the dreams of those who desire me with a burning passion.” I blinked hard at him. That- that didn't seem legit, did it? His unwavering gaze made me realize that he was kidding me, My eyes widened more and my mind reeled at the revelation as the pieces of the puzzle fell into place. The wet dreams, the uncontrollable lust... it was all because of him, this demon who had invaded my thoughts and fantasies.

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

“Right now. Find out who sent it, where it came from, and how fast it moved.” He exhales. “You think it’s her?” “I think,” I say, my tone colder than it’s ever been, “it’s time to stop thinking and start knowing.” "We can't keep receiving messages everyday from a ghost, who is good at playing mind games. I'm Adrian morrite and we don't play games we create them. After saying that I hung up, I stand by the window, watching the smoke from the chimneys curl into the night sky. The fire, the wire, the lies, they all blur together now.

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."