Devil Laugh Novels & Stories

Her heart fluttered immediately, and she didn’t know when she started smiling. “Isn’t it also illegal to disturb your patient instead of allowing them to rest?” Axel asked, sarcastically. “Not if the patient is tall, has blue eyes and behaves like the devil some times.” Axel opened his eyes and when he saw the look on Rebecca’s face, he smiled. “How about joining the devil? Together we can rule the world.” “I’ll pass.” She rolled her eyes. His smile broadened. “I see.” Rebecca didn’t say a word, the whole place went silent and Axel’s smile fell after some time.

>>>Dante Dante paced back and forth in his dimly lit study, his mind a tempest of fury and frustration. The events of the night replayed in his head, a cycle of rage he couldn't break. He poured himself a glass of whiskey, the amber liquid catching the light of the desk lamp, and took a long, burning sip. It did little to quell the fire inside him.

"I see, so..." "So I set up a grand scheme to get you here." Doom said, eyes locked to mine again. "As soon as I got the key… I called Frank and Kelvin here, hoping you would catch on. That you would see them and that you would learn the truth and do exactly what I needed." He smiled. "knowing you, I knew you would be furious and you would want to spite me by breaking the egg and you did, so fucking predictable." A tear slipped down my cheek as the horror of it sank in.

“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

His words only made Nora run faster as she cried invisible tears. God! Why couldn’t she just stop getting herself into trouble with the devil? The end…

Marco threw his arms up like he’d just announced New Year’s. Emily shook her head. “You’re making me feel old.” “You are old,” her best friend Jenna said from beside her, then kissed her cheek. “But we love you anyway.” “Wow. Thanks.” Marco tapped his glass with a fork. “Speech! Speech!” “Absolutely not.” “Come on, Em. Say something.” She sighed and stood up, holding her wine glass. Everyone quieted down, waiting. “Okay, fine. Thank you all for coming. Thank you for pretending Marco is funny when he’s clearly not…”

He wasted no time in expressing his fury, his voice a thunderous growl. "Do any of you have any idea what you've brought upon us? Do you have any idea how much business alliances and trusted allies you al have cost me?" The room was paralyzed by his wrath, and none of us dared to meet his eyes. The tension was suffocating, and the fear that had gripped us was almost tangible. The man that stod before me looked nothing like the man I desperately used to crave. This one felt like the real devil, the same one the FBI painted a picture of to me. He didn’t even spare me a glance but i could rarely get the words out of my mouth.

“What? Are you grieving because of what Albert has experienced now? What a very funny joke, Devil. An extremely evil demon like you would never be able to feel sadness. What you can feel is happiness over other people's suffering. I really know how you feel now. Not only will you think of a way to kill Albert, but you will also definitely kill me. You definitely won't let me live for fear that I will expose your crime, right?” “Watch your words!” Axel snapped while pushing Daffa. “I'm not what you said.” “That's the truth!” Daffa snapped again and pushed Axel back. “I know now that you must be planning a plan to kill me and Albert. Don't think you're the smartest, you devil! I won't let you

Regardless of the blood stains on his face, his laughter spread back and forth like crazy. "It's all right! It's all right! It's not targeted at me! Haha!" "It's none of my business. It's none of my business. They deserve it!" "Hahaha, it's not a conspiracy against me!" "Hahaha, that's great, that's great!" Smiling, Valdis burst into tears again. The voice was shrill and horrible. "Wu wu wu, it's actually him, it's actually him..." "Why did you provoke him..." "I was wrong, I was wrong. Please, please forgive me, I didn't mean to..."

He said it like it was the absolute truth. One side of my mouth pulled up in a nervous scoff. I don’t know what personality I was expecting for the devil to have but it was not this. I sort of imagined a monster who randomly kills people and takes their soul to hell because he is a lonely piece of shit but boy was I wrong. He is an entertainment deprived asshole with the mental age of a 5 year old if we’re not counting IQ. He doesn’t seem dumb. He manages to avoid every single question I ask with some bullshit that seems relevant but actually isn’t.