Devil Rat Novels & Stories

But the only difference is I still want her and she doesn't want to do anything with me. The lights went off. Releasing the final air, I smashed the butt of cigarette with my one foot and left the lawn. The guards bowed down as I entered inside my car and was about to ignite the engine when suddenly my phone buzzed diverting my thoughts from her. Seeing the display, I smirked in hatred. "kutte bhok." (" you dog... Bark”) I spatted clutching the steering wheel tightly with one hand imagining his ugly face. " tu kutta hai... Tu bhoketa v hai aur katta v hai apne malik Ko." Rihan growled through the phone. “(you are a dog.... You bark and bite your owner.)”

Dominic went very still. “They didn’t authorize this,” he said. Vale’s eyes gleamed. “They didn’t need to.” My pulse slowed into razor focus. “This was never just Helix Crown,” I said. Vale inclined his head. “At last.” “You’re testing internal fracture.” “Yes.” “Using me as the wedge.” “Yes.” Dominic stepped closer to my side, shoulder touching mine, presence like a drawn blade. “Then the test fails,” he said softly. Vale smiled wider. “We’ll see,” he answered. And the building locks counted down.

I explained, “Meaning he’s new in the game?” “Not really. He’s been in the game for quite some time now.” If Leonardo knew Vernero and Alexander, it means he was old news. “So what has he been up to?” “Do you know the D’yavol?” The Devil. I had been shocked to death when I read the news about them. I never thought people could be so evil. No wonder they named themselves. “I do. Kirril. He’s Russian and was killed by Damir under our command.” I knew that too. Which was one of the reasons why I respected Melody.

she said. "I told you. He might be called the devil but he's nothing like that. Why do you keep hating him when he's done nothing wrong? If anyone, King Augustus is at fault here. He sent support to the Ploretina's army just do he could thank them for marrying Princess Nefertiti. What if they decide to attack us too?" She thought about it with a rational mind. Adrian was never the problem, Deira was. He only followed orders. That doesn't make him innocent but if he didn't do as he was told, someone else would.

And his hair that glowed blonde even under the white light. My core shook and I knew who exactly I was seeing . Meet the devil himself…. Za de Valeria Or as the name I know him to as.. Zadok Bells…

My deepest secret is that she, the sexy as fuck women who will soon be my wife was mine, she was my first and only and will be until the day I take my last breath. Demitria owns me, mind, body and soul... she's the fucking devil and 'm her devoted follower. She is my Diabla.

Valerian's POV I am known to be ruthless. I am known to be a devil. Both by humans and vampires. I am often labeled as cold. As stern. As hard. I've lived hundreds of years in this lifetime and I already came to terms with that, that even I, myself believed that I am. I had to.

Instead of the hollow sound of wood, I hear a soft click. A compartment opens. Inside lies a black notebook. Untitled, unmarked, just the initials V.M. etched in fading ink. Vittorio Moretti. I open it slowly. No dates. No numbers. Just a list of names, some crossed out, some circled. And beside one name, scrawled in darker ink, two words that make my stomach tighten: Blood Pact. I stare at it, my pulse steady but my hands clenched. Blood Pact. The term my father used for alliances sealed by death, promises that only ended when one party was buried.

I whip around, my fist raised, but the thing that stands before me simply catches my swing with one hand and holds it there with lazy ease. “Amos,” I growl. How could I have forgotten this thing, even for a second? The shadows of the swamp unmask it for what it really is, something terrible and inhuman. It’s still wearing Dalton’s face like a disguise, but nothing can hide the evil that lurks beneath. “At your service,” the thing says with a little bow. “Or perhaps it would be more apt to say that you are at mine.” “It’s over,” I snarl, squaring up to it even as it begins squeezing my fist painfully in its crushing grasp.

Lilian's horse went berserk and leaving Lilian who sat on the ground. It continued to push forward past something that was blocking them earlier. Lilian saw the object writhing as the horse stepped on it, as well as the object above her head. "Don't say that ..." In Ha froze in place. The pale white objects with patches that she only often watched on TV loomed alive past her. An octopus. The big one! OH MY GOD!!! In Ha was unable to scream. She was too shocked at what she saw. Was this what made her friends scream earlier?