Devil Wing Quest Novels & Stories

She swallowed hard, her grip tightening. With silent, careful movements, she raised it toward his neck. One deep slit. That’s all it would take. Her hands shook violently. She hesitated, her mind battling between vengeance and fear. But before the blade could press against his skin— “Tsk.” Hema froze. Zayden’s eyes fluttered open, dark and unreadable. A slow, knowing smirk curled on his lips. “You’re doing it wrong, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep yet dangerously amused.

Arya Santanu covered her hands into demon hands. "I will kill you and that fool Asura!" Rahu Ketu flew into the sky. He flapped his wings back and forth. With one flap, a needle-sized stake made of blood came out of his wings. All the pegs shot like bullets towards Arya Santanu. Seeing this, Arya Santanu used two demon legs and moved at high speed. The farmer's agility was extraordinary. He was able to dodge the successive attacks of the thousands of small pegs that rushed at him. Occasionally he deflected some of the small pegs with both hands.

Wind and sand blasted in. She rolled out. Tumbling onto hot sand, her shoulder screamed. Her legs twisted painfully. She scrambled to her knees, crawling. Crawling. Heavy footfalls behind her. Then—a hand seized her hair. The handler yanked her back viciously and struck her across the face with the back of his hand. Ayra saw stars. The world spun. She fell, head cracking against a rock hidden beneath the sand. Everything went black. --- Lucian's convoy was moving again. Drones had a weak signal again, just enough to catch Eleanor’s decoy car splitting off from a main trail. It was a trick, meant to mislead. Lisbeth caught the deviation in time.

Rhett shrugs, taking a sip of his whiskey. "What are you suggesting?" Abree asks. "We attack the Americans then once they're on thin ice we go for the Bratva and of course I will not forget our doll here and her mission to get revenge on behalf of her mother." he pauses raising his glass in the air. "May she rest in peace." "Do you think this will work?" Dante questions. "It's a long shot but I'm on board." Abree speaks out her mind. Abree unfolded her arms brushing her strand of curly hair behind her ear, she turned to face her brother who was deep in thought besides me.

Zachary fumed and looked straight in her eyes that were gleaming with mirth. “I am not going to let you or this pauper destroy my kingdom” Delphyne gritted and then looked at Diana who was trying hard to stifle her cries, “Listen and better ingrain this in your mind witch, we are devils. We hate you and your entire fucking community. Heaven was once ours and soon we are gonna snatch it back from you. You better start counting your days because they won’t last long.” Diana gasped in horror. Zachary also stared at his mother incredulously, “THE FUCK YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??”

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

said Gerald. “The Corpse Demonic Spider is a good example of a Demon that utilizes demonic essential qi. It only takes that form since it hasn’t fully evolved yet,” explained Saint Darkwind. “Indeed… Now for the third type, it’s called devilish essential qi, and it’s pretty similar to demonic essential qi. Daryl is a prime example of this. After all, he killed so many cryptic family heirs just to obtain their bloodline spiritual essence in hopes of enhancing his power and becoming a devil!”

"The Throne is searching. The former Black Devil is gone. It has found Spitfire and it was starting to test Hades, I think. Your position and this one have only ever changed avatars at the same time once that I know of. Many bad things happened then. It's scary to think it is happening again." "You're not wrong there," Jinx muttered. He hadn't meant for Lexi to answer him. His Demon was under some kind of command spell and anything outside of that specific order seemed to hurt him. It was already taking everything he had to stay put while Jinx tried to find a way around the command.

"My father is the king after all. I've spent my days in the palace, living a life of luxury." "Your father...is the king?" Dominik asked, a bewildered look, plastered on his face. "Yes, is that a problem?" Dominik went quiet for a while. "Have you heard of the devil alpha?" The name immediately rang a bell in my head. Over the year, there a known group of Lycans, led by the devil alpha. The devil alpha was known for his strength, power, and ruthlessness. I had heard my father discussing about it with Vera and from the way he spoke, he detested the devil alpha.