Devil's Arithmetic Novels & Stories

Thirsty cl*t ♠ SYLVARA ♠ My hand trembled, clammy against the metal. The fork felt heavier than a weapon should. “Arghhh!” His grunt tore through the air as I yanked it free, blood oozing hot and thick from his chest. For a second, I froze. My lungs locked. My brain went blank. I had stabbed him. Darius Ashfang. The Devil himself. And yet he laughed. “You almost had me,” he rasped, blood trailing down his chest.

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

My feet were bleedinginside my heels, and the diamond necklace was cutting into my collarbone. It felt as if I was trapped inside a nightmare, from which I couldn’t wake up. Luca appeared beside me, two flutes of champagne were in his hand, and offered me one. “No thank you.” I said coldly, barely looking at him. He shrugged and drained both. “Your loss.” He said with disdain in his voice. Motherfucker.

Wind gnawed at the hem of my hoodie. The screen lit up with a single text. You want your brother back? Erebus. 11PM. Ask for the Devil’s Show. My fingers went numb first. Then my throat closed up. The bag of groceries slipped from my hand, like my body didn’t know how to hold anything anymore. The bread hit the ground with a sad little puff, the onion rolled into the gutter like it was trying to escape the moment, and the eggs—well, those bastards cracked on impact. Of course they did.

What started as a job, a duty to make sure she felt our side was her only real choice, became an obsession. Our plan had been put in motion years before, creating a rock band to travel the world bringing in kids her age from everywhere knowing one day she would show up. Devil’s Night is now the most popular band in the world with teens and young adults. While simultaneously being the most hated band in the world with their parents. We have fans everywhere just dying for a chance to spend a few moments with us and I, Damien Raines, am the frontman.

I didn’t even have time to think before the trigger clicked. A sharp sting hit me in the stomach, and my breath hitched. I staggered backward, a strange coldness spreading through my veins. I looked down, dazed, and saw a thin metal dart jutting out just above my ribs. My lips parted just as the world began tilting sideways. “A… dart?” I whispered. Then everything went black. **** “Thea! Thea, wake up!” The voice sounded muffled, like I was underwater. My eyelids felt like stone, but I managed to pry them open. Light flooded in, blinding me temporarily. I groaned and blinked until my vision finally came into focus.

It is time! She shakes Devilio out of his sleep and does not need to tell him what is going on. He jumps out of the bed and throws on his war clothes, opens the door to the secret room, and grabs his sword; the Vanatian sword. Kayola sees the sword for the second time and her blood starts to boil. She wears her war clothes and races to the war field alongside Devilio. When they arrive, they are told that the enemies are at the entrance of the gate and that they are about five hundred in number. Devilio laughs and instructs four hundred fire archers to fire their fiery arrows against the enemies outside the gate. The archers get into position and start to fire, and the enemies retreat immedia

,I said frustrated. "You find a way",he said. I was silent for a while before turning to him. "Do you fight?",I asked. "Of course",he nodded. " you'll help me teach them,help me for the sake of Ariana",I pleaded. "Are you crazy?!,how can I help my enemy?" ,he yelled. ARIANA'S POV I woke up very early the next morning tossing around the bed uncomfortably. This was just too much for me to bear and I've decided to find my way out of here.

“Devon, this is Mr. Aris. He’s staying with us while he recovers.” Devon nodded politely, his eyes locking onto Ariston’s with a curiosity that mirrored the Alpha’s own. “Hello… I hope you feel better soon.” Ariston’s mind raced as he returned the boy’s greeting with a nod. There was something about Devon’s eyes - something unsettlingly familiar. It was as if he was looking into a mirror, seeing a reflection of his own cold and calculating nature hidden behind the innocent façade of a child. But that was impossible. Wasn’t it?

Made me understood that father’s game was all over too. Then Madarashi put the dagger on the ground and calmly came and untied me. I was still conscious and unconscious at the same time. But this was the time I got to my senses and witnessed ‘The DEVIL’ for the first time. I looked at his face, he was insanely smiling and then burst into laughter. He looked like a freaking devil at that time. I really freaked out at that time. But suddenly he calmed down and said,