Devil Swords Novels & Stories

He smirked, "You rubbed off on me thousands of years ago, Your Grace." "Brat," Xerxes muttered, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Ancient of days." Xerxes’s jaw dropped. "Coming from an almost four-thousand-year-old? That is just wrong, and you know it." A genuine smile finally graced Daemon's lips. "The scar on your face. Did you get it that night of the Eclipse Moon?" Xerxes asked, changing the subject. "Nope. Your beast did that," Daemon said in a casual, light tone. "Turns out it is true what they say; a feral knows no friend from foe, and a feral fights to kill."

"But I realized that I will never be as perfect as you told me to be. I tried, but it failed, tried so hard to impress you but it made me bleed, tried so hard so hard and I almost died." "You." I asserted, pressing the sharp ends of the knife deeper into his flesh. "You proved to the world that you are the devil. Simeon Lebedev inferred to be the most brutal, cold-blooded, abhorred, selfless man in the mafia world. Congratufuckinglations." I snarled "You've earned the tittle but at what cost. Nothing since you have no fucking heart." I step back and toss the knife across the room. Simeon's chest heaves up and down before he searched my eyes.

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

Panicked, he pleaded, "Stop... Please, I'm begging you..." Suddenly, his expression darkened, and he pulled out a sharp knife, thrusting it toward Dwight. Halsey gasped, holding her breath as she shouted, "Watch out!" Dwight didn't flinch. As the knife came toward him, he caught the Stormborn Devil's wrist in one swift motion, twisting it until it cracked with a sickening snap. The Stormborn Devil's hand was now bent at an unnatural angle, and the knife fell to the ground. Dwight didn't hesitate. Without even blinking, he grabbed the blade and plunged it deep into the Stormborn Devil's shoulder.

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]

They knew better than to attract the anger of this dangerous demon king through any sign of weakness or judgment. Malakar cleaned his sword on the dead man's clothes before tossing it aside. Then he looked at Eryndra and let out a cruel, evil smile that made her soul shrivel. The blood on his face gave him the true definition of a devil - beautiful in a terrible way, but utterly without mercy or humanity. "How do you like my welcome gift to Valethorne, dear wife?" Malakar asked, his voice smooth as silk and twice as dangerous. Eryndra stared at him, her heart shattering with fear, but she fought desperately to keep a brave expression on her face. Inside, her mind was screaming with horror an

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.

All the magical beings of witchcraft were aware of the ability of a White dragon-wizard and the effects and purpose of his Golden Blood. Unless his magical quality, he was a dual hand toxophilite (archery expert) and a sword fighter. Dev had already figured out why he was called by his mother. She always warned him not to have any fight unless necessary. But his curiosity provokes him to battle with all types of magical creatures, which is one of his favourite hobbies.

Made me understood that father’s game was all over too. Then Madarashi put the dagger on the ground and calmly came and untied me. I was still conscious and unconscious at the same time. But this was the time I got to my senses and witnessed ‘The DEVIL’ for the first time. I looked at his face, he was insanely smiling and then burst into laughter. He looked like a freaking devil at that time. I really freaked out at that time. But suddenly he calmed down and said,

Then Julius takes that dagger and runs it from his stomach up to his chest as it fills him with so much rage. Finally, he uses the dagger and pierces the demon's right eye, forcing the creature to watch as he drags out the knife. But before he could do anything else, the devil elbows him in the stomach and shoves him back. Then, he pulls out his greatsword and starts swinging it at Julius as he defends himself with his weapon. They both clashed openly and did not take a single step back as they were trying to defeat one another. The swordsman and the mighty creature were valiant knights because of how much strength they all seemed to carry.