Devil Within Digital Daggers Novels & Stories

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.

While it’s clumsy and uncoordinated, its movements are still powerful. “I told you not to get in my way, Hezekiah,” Amos growls. It doesn’t seem in any rush to chase after Julia. What game is it playing? Whatever it is, I don’t want to find out. “I won’t let you hurt her.” I stand firm, unwavering beneath its midnight stare. “I will destroy you,” the demon threatens as it stalks forward. “I will devour your very soul.” I parry to the side as it attempts to dart around me, blocking it from pursuing Julia’s retreating form. “You can’t kill somebody who’s already dead,” I snarl.

Tidus and I got up from where we were sitting and walked towards the exit. "When we return, we want Laila and Lidya to be conscious and in this room, alive, healthy, and smiling!" I threaten Devanna. Devanna nodded quickly and clasped her hands together like she was pleading. is it that terrible? The condition of my father? “You have to kill Balthier, Blaze. Even though he is your brother ... he will continue to be a parasite and a virus for the life of you and your father. I… I saw him do something really outrageous!” Devanna spoke in a trembling voice and tears welled up in her eyes.

Her reaction was immediate. Her eyes widened in terror as she stared at the image. Slowly, shakily, she lifted her hand and pointed at it. “T-th-is… h-he… i-is a d-dev-il,” she stuttered. “B-b-ad… m-man.” A chill crawled down my spine. “Yes,” I nodded firmly. “He is a bad man. Have you ever seen him with your daughter?” Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked around the room, panic flooding her face.

The Deathbringers was a pack led by an incredibly powerful leader—Alpha Kane, but everyone called him the Devil Alpha. It was rumoured that his eyes were pitch black during transformation, a color that no Alpha had ever had. Some said he got it by making a deal with the devil while others claimed he was the devil. I agree with the latter. He had to be the devil, believing otherwise would mean that there was something worse than him out there. That in itself, was a more terrifying thought.

I waved back at him and then signaled him to stay where he is because first I need to get Ethan’s soul and then only I would be able to kill Gael. I turned and then walked to the mirror, I made a gesture with my hand that released power, and eventually, it opened. I looked at those bottles carefully, there were many and I was looking for one specific bottle. I tried to remember the words that Ethan had said to me in the basement. “THE DEVIL HAS CAPTURED MULTIPLE SOULS IN MANY OF THE SAME BOTTLES BUT HE KEEPS A MARK ON EACH SOUL.” The light popped up in my mind, “The mark…” and then I started looking for a black mark on the bottles. After looking for a while carefully, finally I found one.

Angelica Did I mention I made a deal with the devil? Well, I gave him an inch and now he was asking for a mile. I had an ominous feeling as soon as I heard that eerie tune I had reserved for the secret phone I used to communicate with The Viper. It wasn’t just the fact that The Viper couldn’t be calling me at random that gave me the chill. It was the knowledge that I had been sloppy enough to not turn the phone off after the last call.

I whisper in fear. Tsking, and biting his lip, he shakes his head. “Oh, no. Don’t think of it like that,” he says sweetly, his nefarious smile shifting to sweet and beautiful. “I’m just a fragment of dust of what you may term as the devil. So small and useless until I’m given instructions by my boss. In this case, Mr. Memphis, otherwise known as Devlin, and the water of power he pours to me in form of instructions, stirs my little particles into a pile of mud and I get my power from him. But for now, I’m nothing more than a human just like you and everyone else in your little world.”

The Alpha Demon shouted in his mind angry about how the situation was going The Primordial Alpha was just too overpowered but the reorganized himself and gave orders to his pack to get ready for another wave of attack to kill the bastard He didn’t believe the Primordial Alpha was immortal nor did the others And most importantly he had the trump card The Soul Reaper dagger! Christopher had witness the power of the spear able to kill powerful Alphas in seconds Well I would have said as the name implies to reap the soul of it victims but it doesn’t It was just the name of the silver long beautifully forged dagger which emitted the aura of deathly echoes of lost voices, whispers of souls, crying

They leech on innocence and other attributes of humanity and pollute a well-maintained system. But in the line of lost demons, in the shades of hopelessness, sometimes a person dangerous than the lurking Evil rise. The person whose heart has been ripped out and the soul is cracked, emerges from the flames. Oh, it’s not the phoenix that lights up to ward away the Evil and its parasites. He is born to become the real ringmaster. Such a person only gives up to show the Evil their most vulnerable side while hiding the dagger of vengeance laced with destruction in cover. When the right time comes, this person strikes successfully, dethroning the Evil and takes its place, becoming the ultimate dev