Devil's Flame Novels & Stories

The ritual would end sooner or later. As I was going to cut for the 26th time the flames flared engulfing me and Alex. Surprisingly it didn’t burn me or Alex. I felt power surge through me. With the passing time, the flames around Alex grew milder and milder while the one around me grew stronger and stronger. Then with a burst of red light, the flames vanished and the Alexart stopped glowing too. Alex was sitting in the same position as before but his face was paler. I tried to wake him up by tapping his cheeks.“ Alex! Alex!”

From her lips emerged a voice that was not her own: “I call the soul to flame. I burn the thread to bind.” In that moment, fire erupted from her being—not the familiar hues of red or orange, but an astral blaze—silver and violet and wild, cascading like a celestial waterfall. It did not scorch her. Yet it consumed the Devourer. The creature howled in despair, its limbs folding inward as the smoke it exhaled transformed into ash, piece by piece, until there was nothing left but an echo of silence.

A premonition of a demon from hell is coming to claim her life. A tall black figure from outside pushed open the door and stepped inside. His shadow covered Sylvia. Liam can't wait to meet the man who murdered his girlfriend and baby more than ever. "Thirsty… right?" Seeming to read Sylvia's mind, the man's low voice suddenly resounded. Liam approached and crouched down to observe the disheveled girl before his eyes. This afternoon, she is also a very beautiful porcelain doll. But now it's ugly and dirty.

At that moment, Wilbur sighed. After that, he took a deep breath and spat out a ball of fire at Sullivan. Dragonflame. The long and thin stream of Dragonflame came out of his mouth, quickly widening as it shot at Sullivan. At the same time, Wilbur raised his head and spat the Dragonflame upward, right at the giant Earthly God figure. It was suddenly destroyed by the Dragonflame, turning into a massive wave of dispersed spiritual energy, fluctuating wildly in the air, stirring up a violent cyclone.

As the man collapsed to the ground for the second time, he let out a terrible groan before collapsing. Russo, who appeared to be taken aback by the unexpected change of events, turned to Romero and acknowledged his presence with a nod. He gave the command to "burn the place down," and the detached tone in his voice sent a shudder down my spine. "Burn the place down," he said.

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

Her enemies will burn worlds to stop her. And deep inside her… a child grows stronger. A child who has already killed once. A child who speaks forbidden spells from the womb. A child destined to save creation — or end it. In Book Two of The Devil You Called series, Sarai must choose: Fight to keep her humanity… or embrace the darkness inside her and become exactly what the realms fear: The mother of the end. Chapter one Absolutely — here is Book Two: The Devil You Carry — Chapter One, continuing seamlessly from the shock of the last chapter. This chapter sets the tone of the new book, deepens the danger, raises the stakes, and shows the first real awakening of the child’s power.

'No—release my son! The devil ignored him, raising a clawed hand. The air tore open before him—a jagged void, a maw of swirling blackness rimmed with flickering red flames, whispering promises of eternal torment. It yawned wide, sucking light from the chamber, the edges fraying reality itself. With Kael clutched tight, the devil stepped toward it, the boy's struggles growing frantic.

“The name awakens when the house welcomes the Guardian back. The flame listens beneath the roots. The final door will open where the wolf found the human.” The lake. The border. Crescent. Arsel took my hand. “The Flame?” asked Selene. Bless closed her eyes. “That’s the name our mothers avoided saying.” Amelie looked at the fairies. “We know her as the Soul-less Weapon.” “That’s the name the witches gave her after they locked her away,” explained Bless. “The forest records call it the Purifying Flame.” “The Flame doesn’t burn flesh first,” the fairy continued. “It burns the divine mark within existence. All supernatural power comes from a pact, a god, a core, or an ancient root. The Flame rec

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL