Devil's Table Novels & Stories

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

Who works for the Devil! ___________________________

There was no superfluous furniture in the room, there was an ice bed that gave off cold air, probably because the Dark Devil wanted to quickly increase his strength, so he chose this extremely uncomfortable "cold bed" In addition, there is only one table, and one chair, not placed in the middle of the room like a normal person, but next to the window. The tables and chairs are all made of white jade, the strong and strong curves show the style of the Dark Devil, just the white color does not suit him very well. A Dark Demon who only likes black, choosing such a pure white table and chair set is hard for him to understand. He did not intend to leave, sitting alone by the window, staring blank

He slammed his glass down on the table, the sound sharp enough to make the maids in the hallway jump, “You have no idea what you’re talking about!” “Oh, I think I do.” I said quietly, almost sweetly, “Because men like you only make one kind of deal with devils like Grant, when you’re already halfway in hell."

Suddenly, a presence invaded his senses, a distinct feeling that someone was watching. "Who's there?" he demanded, his voice filled with a mix of caution and curiosity. "Well, well, aren't you perceptive," a playful voice chimed in, as a captivating figure materialized before him. Emine, the Devil Queen, observed him intently, her gaze fixated on the files strewn across his desk. "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Emine, the enigmatic Devil Queen. And I have a proposition for you: cancel your deal with Aiden Clark."

Her fingertips felt cold—freezing cold, getting heavier and heavier as she focused her mind on the long wooden table. Their eyes darted to the table when it shook uncontrollably, the utensils clanking and falling down one by one, breaking to the floor. “Wh-What’s happening?!” Mr. Devon panicked, his moves contemplating whether to grab his gun or to run outside the room. The other guests were also alarmed, staring at Iris in horror.

Nora backed away, her body hitting against the icy wall. The man’s eyes were bloodshot red, and his chest was heaving up and down as he panted with difficulty. The crazy look in his eyes ran a chill down her spine. “Are you that thirsty for a man that you can’t wait to throw yourself at me?” His eyes were full of revulsion, and loathing as he inched towards her. “Haven’t I made myself clear? You are filthy disgusting.” “Every one of you.” “That woman at my house, Giselle, all of you.” He trolled, sweeping over the apparatus on the other table on the ground.

She felt disgusting. The former woman again rang the bell. All the woman start to shuffle. She also stood from her seat and sat on next. The new man who was sitting in that table was good looking but he acted weird like a girlish behaviour. When he smiled many white skinned small mouses started to came out of his shirt. He kissed them by taking in his hand. She again felt disgusting. The woman again rang the bell. Now Heaven felt to go out of that hall and keep distance from them. When she looked into 'exit', the woman gave a sharp look to her and gestured her to sit on next table.

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!

Seeing that Xiao Chen was still breaking the tower, Master Xuanji shouted, "Xiao Chen, stop! There'll be consequences!" However, Xiao Chen ignored him and continued to open the tower. Suddenly, the ground trembled, and the Devil Repressed Tower shook again. But this time, there was no devil whistling come out from the tower All the devils that were repressed by the tower seemed to have quiet down, only a low voice deep in the ground was heard, and it said slowly, "Devil? Inner Demon? What is a Devil?"