Devil's Tears Novels & Stories

What started as a job, a duty to make sure she felt our side was her only real choice, became an obsession. Our plan had been put in motion years before, creating a rock band to travel the world bringing in kids her age from everywhere knowing one day she would show up. Devil’s Night is now the most popular band in the world with teens and young adults. While simultaneously being the most hated band in the world with their parents. We have fans everywhere just dying for a chance to spend a few moments with us and I, Damien Raines, am the frontman.

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

She stops crying and gets surprised about it trying to understand what it meant for her. Taking a drop of tear on her palms. She takes it to Vinixs cottage to search for what it meant in the spell book. After some minutes of careful research and findings. It is said that tears contain some kind of healing powers and can rejuvenate and heal someone who has been cut or bruised.

My life was for him and him alone. As soon as I got to the floor, I couldn’t believe my ears. Hot tears threatened to fall from my eyes. No, scratch that. A tear slipped down my face. My heart was heavy, and all I wanted to do was die. Devlin used the tip of his finger and titled my face up to look at him. Right in his eyes, I saw pity, but the longer I looked, it felt like I was wrong. I had begun to see things.

I don’t clean it up. I just stand there, watching it spread. Because that’s what he does. He seeps in. Through the cracks I thought I’d sealed. Through the life I thought I’d built without him. Through the man sleeping in my bed who has no idea he’s now on a leash held by the devil himself. I press my palms to the counter until they hurt. I will not cry. I will not break. I will not let Mikhail Romanov take this from me too. But even as I think it, I know it’s a lie.

The person entered without waiting for his response. “Makayla.” She was wearing a black see through panties and a matching black bra, her shirt in her hand. She plopped down on his bed, with a shaky voice she spoke. “I had a bad dream.” She blinked back tears. “I don’t remember much but I remember me sitting in front of a car coughing out blood and it was blurry.” she covered her face in her palm and cried. Knox didn’t know how to console her. He kept mute watching her cry.

“And what exactly is that?” “The Tears of Zerelas … the legendary King of Corruption. His tears can corrupt anything they touched. Including the living. Some demons have stored the King’s tears for later uses, and it’s not long before we learned one of these had been kept in Orcus.” Arth slowly nodded, his eyebrows furrowed. “So you want to use the tears to corrupt the Oran?” “Just a single drop in the pool of Oran will contaminate and spread the corruption until it catches the tree itself, thus weakening it and the demons.”

Both men enjoyed every second of that bonding. Jon was very curious about their slingshots. They were deadly and quiet. It was a weapon made for goblins during the war. The elastic part was made of the intestines of a rare species of fish that lived only in goblin lakes and gave the bullet tremendous speed with almost no sound. The Y-shaped handle was made of detar wood, which had an extreme ability to bend. Above the hilt were holes in which the bullets were held, and a skilled warrior could fire five or six bullets in a rapid sequence before he had to refill the holes with new bullets. But the deadliest part of the weapon was the bullet itself. Deep in the goblin lakes was an unusual type

He was joined by the physician from the main palace. As soon as they removed the last needles from her elbow, she opened her eyes slowly. Lydia weeped for joy as she gave her water to drink. Heavy footsteps were heard in the corridor. The door was pushed open at once and she saw, the Devil.

she cried as his lifeless body plummeted to the floor. Pebbles ran to the only place she could think of, the closet that rested on the second floor of the devil's mansion, but when she got there, another devil was awaiting her. “Did you miss me, Pretty Pebbles?” Harrison grabbed her and shoved her inside. “How I've missed you." He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Pebbles tried to scream, but her mouth was sewn shut. She thought to punch him, but her hands and feet were bound. Terror seeped from her pores when she lowered her head and realized she was naked and positioned for the devil to enter her.