Devil's Knot Story Novels & Stories

Cheers and applause erupted throughout the venue. When their lips finally parted, barely an inch between them, both smiled. “I’m glad you called me that day, Vivica,” Finn whispered. Vivica’s smile widened as the world around them shifted. Suddenly, they were no longer in the grand hall, but standing beneath the ancient Devil’s Tree, the very place where their story had begun. She looked up at him with pure love. “I knew you would come, my dear Devil.” Finn closed his eyes and pulled her into another deep kiss. “Yes,” he breathed against her lips. “Only yours…” “Only mine… my dear Devil.” THE END.

Asura gripped the bodies of the bandits who did not let Arya stand up. He burned their faces and bodies to ashes. Fortunately, the bandits chose to back away from Raka's body. They all trembled at the sight of a tall creature with a hideous appearance. This was the first time they had seen the true form of the devil. Some of them even fell to the ground with their mouths wide open. "What do you want?" Asura turned to his friend.

"Miss, what were you trying to do?" The man that pulled her back asked. She quickly got off him, realizing he was a roofing contractor. "I'm sorry," She quickly mumbled. "This is private property. Don't come trying to commit sucide here next time," the man scolded. Aurora nodded as she quickly ran off. What was she thinking, trying to kill herself. She didn't even bother saying goodbye to George. What if a miracle happened and George didn't die ?

how could he did that to a woman… being pregnant. “We haven't had the chance to call Rodrigo yet… the name of Devanna's mate, we got news… because of bleeding, she was being treated at the pack doctor's clinic. The neighbor saw Devanna was walking out of her home... crawling ... she was covered in blood. From a neighbor's account, Devanna had muttered that Rodrigo had kicked her very hard in the stomach…. Rodrigo was still sleeping and smelled of alcohol. When Devanna was helped, she soon lost consciousness… she was treated for seven days in a clinic owned by a doctor's pack. I told Alpha Remus, that Devanna was my Erasthai… I asked him to punish Rodrigo… and he happily did it. He beheaded R

It all began when the devil was first sent out of the heavens. He had wandered on earth in loneliness until he found a human woman who loved and accepted him the way he was. She was bonded to him, and she hoped that he'd turn away from his evil ways, but it wasn't easy to get the devil to turn a new leaf. He went on with his deceitful behavior, and the woman left him when she couldn't take it anymore. She eloped with a human male, but she discovered that she was pregnant with the devil's son. She tried everything to terminate the pregnancy, but it didn't work out well for her, and when she finally had the baby, she threw him into the forest, hoping he'd die there. But, the devil found his so

“Fuck you.” Dante sighed. Pulled out his gun. Not the silenced one. The loud one. “Wrong answer.” _Bang._ The sound echoed and I flinched. The man slumped. I covered my mouth, bile rising. Dante turned to me. No remorse. Just watching. “This is what happens to people who lie to me, Elena,” he said quietly. “This is what happens to people who hide things from me.” “Stop,” I whispered. “Do you have something to tell me?”

I heard the shower running and made my way there. “Can you believe that bastard?!” I almost shouted. Cara let out a scream as I barged in. I ignored her and sat on the toilet lid. “Could you at least knock?! What if I was shaving?” “Sorry. Back to my problem.” I said dismissively, and she poked her head out of the shower to look at me. “I talked to the Devil.” “What Devil?” “That Devil, Damiano.” “Ah. Why? Miss him?” She winked, but I only scowled.

Her hands flew to the wound, trying to hold her life in, but the crimson was already flowing between her fingers. She looked up at me, the horror of her own death finally setting in. She knew. I didn't wait for her to fall. I scrambled to the desk, my fingers trembling so hard I nearly missed, and slammed my hand onto the ignition button. The grinding sound stopped. The silver rods ceased their movement, leaving Devon sagging against his restraints, his breathing coming in shallow, wet hitches. "Devon!" I sobbed, grabbing a heavy wrench-like tool from the tabletop—the key to the silver knots.

The old man smiled and spoke with great satisfaction, "Hey hey! Our Master knew several millennia ago that the Devil would come. No matter how highly skilled that Devil was, he could never have guessed that our Master was that very string itself... " "What!" Xiao Chen had not guessed that either. His Master had claimed that he was defending the zither strings, yet he was formed out of the zither string itself. His brilliant ploy fooled everyone. No wonder that Devil could not locate the zither strings. Yet who was that Devil? Why must he try all means and ways to seize the Fuxi Zither? He was about to ask more about that Devil when the latter suddenly said, "Young man, you have heard a lot f

the caller replied, paving way for more reasoning. Unfortunately, Dev was in no mood to consider his words as much as he cherished his own thoughts and perspectives about people. He ordered Anand to proceed and he obeyed. The rope came falling. It groped until it found the caller's neck and clamped it down. The caller tried to fight back against the rough edges now crushing his larynx, but he found his will within him buried beneath the pretence of a false hope of ruling the world under the leadership of Dev. He had only one more trial, and the efforts he made were meaningless in his struggle for redemption. Moments later, he was stripped naked and dragged to a decorated altar to be burnt.