Devil Snare Novels & Stories

With a growl, Kavan grits his teeth, "Havu, why are you on the mortal's shoulders?" The snake slithered off Fyn's shoulders and went towards Kavan. Crouching down, Kavan extended his arm towards the snake. Fyn watched as the snake round around the demon's arm, nestling just above his head, hanging off his antlers. Kavan stared at the snake's eyes, and Fyn knew they were sharing a silent conversation. With a stiff nod, Kavan's gaze flittered towards Fyn's direction, making the latter stiffen where he stood.

Anything to get us out of here but all I saw was nothing. Other than that black figure again but this time, he had a snipper aimed at Daphne before I could react he pulled the trigger.

My eyes swirled. Valentine's lips captured mine, pushing back the puke trying to reel out of my mouth. "Eat Daredevil. You need it to get strength,” He moaned in my mouth. He fed me. I ate a little and couldn't eat more. His hands snaked to my back. I felt my zipper running down. The hair at the back of my neck rose at its ends.

he snorts I srare at him angrilly " guess what Draven?, I don't care what you think" "You should, what I think will have an impact on you darling" " stop calling me that!" I glare at him "i am not your darling !" "you are whatever the fu*k I say you are darling" I take in deep breaths to calm myself down as I turn to leave ,a strong hand grabs my arms and pull me back so hard that I barge into his chest he grips me immediately

She sat at her desk, filing her nails. "You guessed right," I replied, resting my elbows on the table. "What's the urgency?" Alessa stopped filing her nails and looked at me attentively. "I found out their names," she said. I raised my eyebrows, wondering how she figured it out so quickly. She continued when she saw my confusion. "The new boys, the blond one is called Basael, the redhead is Kanael, and the dark-haired one is Afael. Isn't it weird? Everything ends with 'ael.'"

Instead, he shakes his head once. “Not tonight.” The refusal is quiet and absolute. It lands like a dropped crystal. His expression stays the same. He looks almost ethereal and untouchable under the lights. Lilith’s composure does not crack—but something venomous glints in her eyes. She turns away without another word. Before I can process it, Sora rises. She steps towards Alaric. “Shall we?” Not a request. A statement. The room anticipates the alignment and consolidation of Veyne and Han-adjacent. But Alaric does not take her hand.

Misty Forest was a dangerous place, and I had lost my way. Even if I could somehow defeat the wolf pack, I would not be able to escape from the forest. The thought terrified me. Suddenly, a wolf lunged at me, aiming to bite my neck. Just as I closed my eyes, waiting for my impending death, I saw a flash of silver light. A snake appeared and bit the wolf! The wolf convulsed for a while before falling to the ground, dead. The rest of the wolves stared at the snake with fear, and all of them turned to run.

His eyes were dark and completely without expression. "My name is Alaric Virelli," he said, as though he expected that to mean something to me, as though his name was supposed to settle everything. "I don't care who you are," I said. "I am not going anywhere with you." Dorian grabbed my arm again and this time he yanked me toward him so hard that I stumbled. He got his face close to mine and his eyes were ugly with something I recognized after a moment as desperation. Not anger. Desperation. He needed this. Whatever this was, he needed it badly enough to drag me out of the house in the rain and hand me over to strangers.

The Fire snakes are the weaker but I didn't find any rank 3 till now and the Earth snakes have a pack too big for me to go there and kill their boss quietly. She thought for a bit before doing an evil smirk which looked demonic in her primal form and looking in the direction where she came from. 'That horned snake should have survived right?' Sara walked slowly toward the other side of the valley. She would stop frequently to train in the writing showed in Uriah's diary and to review the details of the spell.

"Offer a man power, and he shall do anything for you. But even though I love to chat, it is time for the next show." I listen in horror as he starts to recite the ancient words of a spell I know that is not in the Seven Spells. This man is clearly trying to take a shortcut, though now is not the time for me to worry about how stupid he truly is. The voices of the fairies screech over the howls of the wolves. The Vampires start to scatter around as I watch in horror as the ground beneath them begins to open. The Devils Trap, a spell that consumes the earth and everything above it, the process has started and will not stop until all in the stadium has been sucked in. This will go wrong; this s