Devil In The Flesh 2 Novels & Stories

He stood up and walked to his friend who was thrusting inside her mercilessly and at this moment the woman had turned half unconscious from his torcher. The devil looked down at the woman's pitiful appearance and then praised his friend, "Good, now my turn." as he said that he turned into his real self and then started with his hand gesture he held the woman's body up in the air, she was shaking all over with blood on her abdomen. She half-opened her eyes, trying to keep her consciousness. "Do you know, you have killed my child?" He asked, seethed.

“Lucian, open the door.” No answer. Inside, he was unraveling. The visions came like knives—sudden, sharp, cutting into his mind. Blurred images, smears of crimson across tiled walls, faceless bodies collapsing in silence. Blood slick on his hands, dripping between his fingers. His own reflection staring back at him in fractured glass, unrecognizable, eyes burning with something monstrous. The voices came next. Not one, not two, but a chorus—shouts of command, ragged screams, whispered instructions that slithered through his skull like poison. Obey. Kill. Bury it. Forget.

’ Inner Devil: ‘I mean, technically, we work for Satan, but I guess God outsourced us. Inner Devil 2: ‘WHAT?! Even God is desperate for Freya!’ Another hour passed. Inner Devil: ‘Fine. Let’s help Freya find her inner freak—and maybe, her Mister Perfect.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Yes! And then maybe... we get to experience sex again!’ Inner Devil’s eyes gleamed. ‘And knowing Freya, the guy she ends up with is gonna be a total hottie.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘He better be bigger... and fatter!’

They all look pale and exhausted on the corner of their lips is a blood stain. All thanks to the brave stance each of them took trying to suppress the king's beast that has become feral since two full days. The night after he visited the DeHaven maid's room. king Xerxes ended up making another visit to the prince’s room. Unfortunately or fortunately for him,he was not disappointed because the prince possesses the kiss of the devil's star on his nape. A mark that could only be found on his soulmate.

“I expected—hoped—that I would die during this war, but thanks to you, I’ll survive. Maybe I’ll even live a long life, but . . . it’s not enough. You aren’t going to hold on to a weak senile old man fifty years from now. Even you try I will die eventually. I know you see powerful Adom, you can kill all angels with flick of your finger but you don't have a power to hold me, one day I will dead Adom and you can't do anything ” Win finished speaking, but Adom was only seeing red. Behind him a glass shattered as the Devil jaw twitched in anger. He moved swiftly, body contorting unnaturally as he came to lean over Win, his hand coming up to squeeze the angel chin in a mockery of their former inti

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.”

Sebastian feels a new surge of energy. The truth has its way of coming out the light, that is sure of. His vision might not be what he used to be, and he is coming to realize that sometimes, black isn't really black and white isn't really white. He presses through the night back to Bushkill with two things in his mind. One: he had given the pompous bastards things to ponder about. Two: He knows betrayal well enough to get Laurel to open her bowels.

I reached the top floor. I opened the door and came face to face with the devil himself as it is his office. He smirked seeing me. He is so matured by now. Last time I saw him was at his graduation ceremony. It has been 4 years already. He is more handsome by now. "Hello! Ms.Vixen!, I heard people calling you that!!!", That dumb always getting on my nerves. Ignoring his smirk "Yeah! Mr.Devil! No!!! Mr.Manwhore!!, Heard from that same people ", I smirked.

With him being a DEVIL? . . . TBC

He wanted so desperately to look stoic and strong, playing the role of a savior, but he just couldn't bring himself to fight the images that flashed in his mind of the former team member they had lost. Images of a mutilated human corpse kept filled Peter's mind. Next was him shouting at Lucifer that they needed to get revenge, and Lucifer's furious look as he screamed that they couldn't, followed by him hitting Lucifer in the face, calling him "The Devil" along with many other swears. Finally, Lucifer not fighting back, only taking the hits and the insults with a look of growing sadness at the situation.