Devil's Flame Novels & Stories

It spit fire bolts at her and Akshara escaped a few bolts, screaming the name of Dev as DEVIL. But when the biggest third fire bolt was coming on her way, the heat scorched like a flaming sun, and she couldn’t do anything to stop the bolt. Akshara closed her eyes and screamed in pain when her skin was ripped off in the fire. She was freaked out that she might die in the fire. Her mind quickly processed her death wish, and she voiced, in a low tone, inwardly, "Devil."

But this explanation made much more sense. Although they had failed to pry the location of the Chaotic Flames from the mouth of Ananse, the spider god had gifted the flame to them. She believed that the flames forged from the purest entity of chaos would do the trick. And she was right. The chaotic flames did indeed melt the devilstone. It was hard to believe that such docile and calm flames could be so deadly. But it was true. The formerly docile fire turned into a raging beast once edict was poured into it. It was a reaction that was fitting for one who considered the edict as its enemy. But even the chaotic flames did not take down devilstone so simply. Maybe the true Chaotic Flame would

The flaming aura stopped in front of her, transforming into someone she thought she'd never see again, someone who touched her soul who she thought was dead. In the blink of an eye, flames appeared all over the earth, encircling the Shadow Demon, completely cutting off his way of retreat. The blood-red flame is burning more and more fiercely, the ring of fire is getting smaller and smaller, and the power of the Dark Devil is also getting weaker and weaker as if under the illumination of the fire, the Dark Devil turns red.

It was closely followed by a ray of blazing light that appeared in her elixir field. Crap! It was the Heart Devil Flame. Darryl was startled with worry as he began to panic. Darryl was no stranger to the Heart Devil Flame. That was a flame that grew from a cultivator's elixir field whenever they entered a psychotic break, evolved from the cultivator's essence. The Heart Devil Flame was different from regular flames. Once it formed, it had to be pushed out as soon as possible, or the high temperature would destroy the elixir field and pulse, causing the bearer to lose their lives.

She could not help but become enraged from humiliation. Silently reciting an incantation, waves of demonic flame ignited on her body. Caught off guard, Walter was slightly scalded by the green demonic flame. Though not high in temperature, this demonic flame possessed dual attributes of toxicity and mind and soul attacks. Walter felt the burned areas first tingle, then begin to ache, with the pain directly invading his sea of consciousness.

This flame ranked seventh on the list, and everyone yearned for it. The Smith Guild was very proud of this flame, and any weapons forged by this flame were even more powerful than usual. This made the flame more famous. Delia recognized Philip’s flame as the number one divine fire, Frosty Flame! What kind of person could possess that terrifying flame? As far as Delia knew, only three people in the world had obtained the flames on the ranking list. The other two were ranked below her. She found it unbelievable to see the number one divine fire today.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

The underground gambling den smelled of cigar smoke and old money, humming with the sound of shuffled cards, clinking chips, and muffled curses. Viviana descended the concrete steps without hesitation, heels clicking against the cold floor. She was dressed in sleek black leather pants that hugged her curves like a second skin, paired with a crimson satin blouse tucked in just right, its buttons teasingly open near her collarbone. Her dark hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail, green eyes sharp, confident, and hungry.

ALMA My body burned for him. Every inch of my body that his hand touched was on fire. His lips on mine drove me insane. Lord, I was so attracted to this man. His eyes went cold and dark as he stared intently into mine after telling him I didn’t want him. “You are only allowing this because you think I’ll rape you?” I swallowed against my throat and nodded. “Yes.” Even the devil knew I was lying. I badly wanted him. My pussy was pulsing fiercely in anticipation. I wanted him to fill me up. But wanting him was all shades of wrong, and I refused to admit that. So, I’d rather lie to him.

the man spoke placing his hand on the hip as he directed his words at Dylan Parker who stood there with his eyes wide open. "No wonder he's called Hades" Those comments and whispers made the man smirk in victory. Amara just kept staring at the sudden arrival of the man dressed in clothes which were smeared with blood all over. Even though she's too shocked to watch the scene in front of her, she didn't fail to note the name of the devil who's still smirking with a gun in his hand. HADES OF THE MAFIA WORLD, DAMIAN KNIGHT!