Devil Ring Novels & Stories

But Alina’s determined stare left him no choice but to answer. “The ‘Devil’,” he said slowly, “is a man feared by everyone. They say he came straight from the darkest parts of hell, a man with a face as beautiful as Adonis, yet more dangerous than any enemy. His voice is deep and enticing, like an angel’s whisper… but his smile can freeze your heart and make you feel like you’re standing at death’s door.” Alina swallowed hard, curiosity and dread mixing in her chest. “What’s his name?” she asked softly.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

him that Delilah, not me, slaughtered our family. I spat, angry that she could have ruined his mind so severely in order to use him as a weapon. “How could you do that to him? You are even worse than the devil.” This was really devilish. “I wouldn’t say that because I’ve met the devil and he is far worse than you think and closer too.” She laughed. What did she mean by “closer”? She couldn’t mean that the actual devil was nearby, could she? She walked slowly to the bed, her dark red robe falling behind her, saying, “Besides, I came to discuss much more important issues with you, my little niece, so listen.” She didn’t appear to have changed since I last seen her. She must have found the sec

Devil! I dressed in the mirror. There are additional red stains on my skin, a lot. The last time he saw he only had one kiss mark on his neck, the result of Blaze's bite on my neck where he had once bit me. Now I have more than seven of those red spots, mostly on my neck area. ###

Devi! "Hi, Alex," he introduced himself and held out his hand. "D-devi," I answered and shook his hand. I looked away when he suddenly grinned at me. "Oh... I remember, he was the one I was referring to you, Tim. Who hit my car," he suddenly said and slightly laughed while he was staring at me. I immediately frowned and gave him a bad look. "What? Not me! You are the fool who hit into my car!" I fired back and I crossed my arms over my chest "Look how rude you are..." I whispered. I raised one eyebrow when I heard him laugh.

She didn’t realize it straight away - she discovered it when someone touched her buttocks with a cold belt, pushing her to the wall. No one said sorry - dozens of faces were passing by, not even noticing her. Except for one person - Dervel. Dervel's face emerged from every corner, his visage twisted into a sinister grin. His once-human features were now distorted and monstrous, a reflection of the evil he embodied. His skin was a deep, unsettling black, a stark contrast to the pale moonlight that bathed the nightmare realm. Dervel's eyes gleamed with a malevolent light, locking onto Jenn with a predatory intensity.

The vampire was looking at the devil as if to a psychopath " well let's see how much more cuter my dear daughter can get" says the devil and got his wings out and started flying toward Celea

The Glambour forest, also known as the Devil's vale was situated in the western part of Patasia continent with mysterious supernatural secrets. lt was the earlier meeting place of different nations but now everyone was scared to cross that place due to it's dark secrets. History saying that hosts, sightings of the reaper, wolf packs gathering, vampire hideaways–all present in this forest at one time. Popular rumour about the forest was the paranormal activities of the non human creatures of there. Once approximately in early twentieth century, a pregnant lady and her husband were trapped in this mysterious forest because of the broke off of their black classic british sports car.

She thrashed wildly in Zayden’s arms, her strength tripling in pure terror. Zayden’s grip tightened again, dragging her flush against his body, locking her in place. His arms curled around her waist, restraining her every movement. “Shh,” he murmured, almost soothingly. Like a devil calming his prey before devouring it whole. His fingers trailed down her stomach, taunting. “You see how this works, love?” he murmured against her ear, his voice smooth. “Your attention should be on me.” Hema shook her head frantically.

Gildeon watched as the elder vampire's aura dimmed before he deactivated his dragon eyes. “I offer you one last piece of counsel, out of respect for your victory.” Vergilius adjusted his hat one last time. “The sylph with indigo eyes…” “What about him?” “Do not let him find his marked bride.” Gildeon’s brow furrowed. “His what?” “If they reunite,” Vergilius warned, “nothing will stop the Devil he is destined to become. This world, and yours, will fall.” He let out a sharp sigh. “How am I supposed to know who the marked bride is?”