Devil's Arithmetic Novels & Stories

A little girl with dark hair and big eyes, smiling at the camera. He held it up so Matteo could see it clearly. "Where is she?" Vito asked, his voice calm and cold. Matteo's eyes went wide. "I don't kno–" Before he could finish the sentence, Vito's fist landed square on his nose. The crack was loud in the small room. "Fuck!" Matteo screamed, his head snapping back. He tried to twist away from the pain, but the ropes kept him in place. Blood poured from his nose, running down his chin and dripping onto his shirt.

”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.

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.

she asked inquisitively. “Devils Night is our favorite night of the year, a night of mischief. It started in Detroit but has spread so far beyond all of that. It is a night to celebrate being young and free, a night to have a little fun. I don’t see anything wrong with that.” she was hanging on my every word. It was all true but there was another reason for the name. Devil’s night was also Synestra’s birthday. “One final question, what do you think about the protests and people saying you somehow brainwash your fans with your music?” she asked and I could tell she thought this was a hard hitting question. I decided to have a little fun with her.

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,

Who else if not Bastian. Bastian has the nickname Eagle Eye Devil or people know him as the number one sniper in Sky Blue City. Once he pulls the trigger, his opponent will die that very second. His accuracy when shooting is very deadly. No opponent can escape from him. That's why Rain was so careful. They run. However, one of the Red Devils members pulled the trigger trying to hit Arsenio. "Young Master, watch out!" Without Bastian even warning him, Arsenio avoided him. His body tilted to the left and the bullet shot quickly right in front of his eyes. Arsenio could see the hot lead, like in films filled with dramatic action.