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Whispers of the Devil

Whispers of the Devil

Energy whips through me, crackling over my skin and churning my blood as I chant silently into the night. “What…?” Amos gasps. His hands loosen around my neck. Greedily sucking in the heavy night air, I take the opportunity to speak the incantation aloud. The syllables slide out in a coarse whisper, echoing across the water in terse ripples. “​​From light to shadow, from stone to bone, I send you back to the void you’ve known. By earth, by sky, by sea, I proclaim, Be gone, demon, in darkness remain.”
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My Personal Nightmare (Mafia)

My Personal Nightmare (Mafia)

At this very moment? My cock is throbbing, sore. Such is the desire to pound on her bedroom door and grab her by the hair to teach her a lesson, but I'm sure the little devil would appreciate that. Little devil. That's what she is. If her father is the Devil, the diminutive stood for Persephone. I turn off the cell phone screen and try to find inner calm within myself, but I realize that I only become more anxious and fearful for what is yet to come, because all the words I said to her went in one ear and out the other.
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Have you seen me?

Have you seen me?

I whisper yell to my self trying to get my thinking back on to track. His the devil! His the devil! His the devil! His the devil! His the devil! I repeat those mantra’s in my head. “I’d like to think that you’re not referring to me , but I highly doubt that” that sexy masculine voice whispers in to my ears. My shut eyes open instantly , and the hairs at the back of my neck stands up. I turn around swiftly , hoping desperately that I just imagined that voice.
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Fatal Summer 1987

Fatal Summer 1987

The spirits whisper, "Devil's Backbone, Devil's Backbone, untimely." Sunny starts panicking as the room gets colder. The mirror then starts to shake on top of the fireplace, and she screams in terror. The spirits' whispers grow louder and more menacing, echoing through the room. Trembling, she clutches onto her blanket, feeling paralyzed with fear and uncertainty.
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THE DEVIL'S POSSESSION

THE DEVIL'S POSSESSION

“Too late. You already tried your luck with me.” I looked into his eyes—desperation, fear, and something pitifully like regret swimming beneath the surface. “You wanted to know why they call me the Mafia Devil,” I said, voice dr,opping to a whisper thick with menace. His nod was frantic. I smiled—a slow, cruel curve. “Do you get it now?” His eyes widened just before the cold barrel of my gun pressed against his temple. “I don’t do mercy,” I muttered. The shot echoed, final and unforgiving.
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Moonlit Shadows

Moonlit Shadows

What horrifying apparition awaited us in this cursed valley? A chilling wind swept through the air, carrying with it the echoes of tormented whispers. Suddenly, a figure materialized before us, their form twisted and contorted, an embodiment of nightmares. I clutched Malachi's hand tighter, my voice trembling as I whispered, "What... what is that?" The figure grinned, revealing jagged teeth that glimmered with an unholy light. "I am your worst nightmare come to life," it rasped, its voice dripping with venomous delight. "Prepare to face the darkness within yourselves."
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Wet Desires

Wet Desires

I sobbed into the cushions, drool pooling, body a trembling mess of overstimulation. In the middle of it all, as a third orgasm built, the air shimmered. Heat spiked, that pomegranate-smoke scent flooding the room. He materialized slowly—first the horns, then the obsidian skin, red eyes glowing with wicked amusement. Lounging beside me on the couch, fully visible now, his tail flicking lazily as if he hadn’t been tormenting me invisibly for what felt like hours. I lifted my head, panting, eyes wide. “So… I summoned the Devil.” The words came out breathless, half-moan as his invisible forces—wait, no, now I could see faint shimmers, like extensions of him—kept fucking me relentlessly.
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Chasing The Dark Luna

Chasing The Dark Luna

You can’t even take a single hit. “Now, now, Derrick. Don’t leave me so quickly. The fun has just started and you don’t want me to get bored now, do you?” I whistled and my eyes glowed red under the darkness. Derrick trembled as he witnessed that, “Who–who are you?” My grin widened, “I am the She devil. Nice to meet you.” *************************************
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The Devil's Vow

The Devil's Vow

Sasha’s POV. “What’s your name?” the devil asked, breaking the long silence that reigned after my demand. I pretended not to hear him. “You’re not deaf, are you?” “What do you need my name for?” I spat, unfolding my arms. “I do not answer to you, remember? You’re just my possession.” Right. You should yank it out of my mouth, then. “So do you have a name or not? Don’t test my patience,” he growled.
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Scamming the Devil

Scamming the Devil

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.
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Rose Wilding's 'Speak of the Devil' is this gripping thriller that hooked me from the first page. It follows seven women who gather in a hotel room to find the severed head of a man they all had reasons to hate. The story unfolds through shifting perspectives, revealing how each woman is connected to the victim—Jamie Spellman—and the dark secrets they share. What I loved was how Wilding explores themes of justice, revenge, and the bonds between women who’ve been wronged by the same man. The tension builds masterfully, and the moral ambiguity keeps you guessing until the end.

I couldn’t put it down because it’s not just a whodunit; it’s a 'why-done-it' and a 'who-deserved-it.' The characters are messy, flawed, and achingly real. If you enjoy stories like 'Big Little Lies' but with a sharper edge, this one’s for you. The way Wilding twists the knife—figuratively and literally—left me thinking about it for days.

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