Devil Spawn Novels & Stories

I answered with shut eyelids. “Wrong!” he exclaimed. “No one has met or spoken to the Devil. You would be surprised to hear that each spirit is made of the same energy. Humans give us different names as per our energy and actions. Incubuses, demons, ghouls, and spirits all are one. What makes us different is our nature. I may not look any different from an evil spirit, but I am not evil at heart.”

Although they don't look like ordinary people with different hair colors, eyes, and species, except for Camila, I'm not afraid of them. I'm having a good time chatting with them, and I learned much about who they are. Saye, Arlo, and Jippis are demons. I thought demons were scary and ugly looking, red with horns, and had a snake-like tongue, always red and surrounded by fire to represent hell that wants to eat your soul. You always see them on Halloween posters or costumes; Saye, Arlo, and Jippis don't look like that. They don't look scary at all. I feel like they came out of a comic book, like a superhero.

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

VALENTINA’S POV “Tie her up and take her to the Dungeon, she will be one of my whores.” Diego Fernandez said in an authoritative voice. His mere presence seems to send chills down everybody’s spine, he is known to be ruthless and emotionless, not minding who he hurts as long as he gets what he wants. Diego Fernandez is literally the Devil in a human form.

he spat at them. Vicoliz and Zeus smiled as his body disintegrated "You all think I am this weak. I am the devil myself and no perguratory can contain me and my soul. "just watch out for my return" he ended as his body disintegrated into dusty particles and the wind blew it away. . . The next day . Spark's mansion There was a huge celebration as they was loud music booming from the mansion with guests present and then eating and drinking to their fullest. "Toast to Action god himself" Seun announced within the super heroic gathering as he raised his glass cup of champagne up.

I closed my eyes and opened my arms wide. "I summon Samael, the demon for the power of the fire of hell. I summon Azazel, the demon for the power of the air of hell. I summon Azael, the demon for the power of the water of hell. I summon Mahazael, the demon for the power of the hard rocky ground of hell. I summon Satan, the demon of hell who's wrath is well known. I summon you all for the sake of the king of hell. I summon you for the sake of Lucifer. I summon you five demons of hell with the greatest powers." My eyes were glowing with my powers and I recited the spell. The look on the faces of fake demons was something worth watching. They were all terrified of what was going to happen.

“I've helped you get the immortality you desire, and now I'm helping you again, controlling Barbara so that she can kill the victims that you will make sacrifices for me.” Reksa stepped forward, approaching Hugo with a breath that smelled like a mixture of sulfur and wet tar. The devil gripped the Cursed's shoulder, making him grit his teeth in the pain and heat from Reksa's hands. Within seconds, Reksa's form was no longer human, but like a real devil, flaming red and black. Hugo's shoulders slowly smoked, but not the slightest sign of fire could come out.

I clicked on the speaker icon and continued. “He doesn't deserve you, girl. You are too pretty to be with a man that doesn't deserve you.” She sniffed. “Girl, thank you so much. I sent you an invite, there is a party tomorrow night at skylord and it's an all masked party. Make sure you dress sexy, I can't wait for the fun.” “Okay, I will, bye.” I pressed on the red icon on the screen. I minimized my phone and checked the invite. My eyes landed on an image that looked like Lily's figure, I couldn't see her face but the figure looked familiar.

Elian pressed closer, spectral hands reaching uselessly, horror rooting him as the chamber dissolved into chaos—clashing steel, demonic roars, the infant's wail cutting through like a knife. It dawned on Damitri then, in that frozen instant, the witch's warnings he'd ignored: the entity he'd summoned wasn't ally or benefactor, but the Devil of the Abyss, binder of souls, weaver of curses that tainted bloodlines forever. The power he'd stolen now poisoned his legacy, birthing a thirst in his sons that the full moon would eternally ignite—a blood hunger that chained the wolf to infernal chains.

So in a way, I truly deserve the name La Diabla because I'm the devil's spawn. "That doesn't excuse what you did. He raised you, fed and clothed us. How could you do that?" "With a knife" "What?" "You keep asking how I could do that. With a knife, Andres. I used a knife" Blood drains from his face "You don't even regret it"