Devil Within Digital Daggers Novels & Stories

I know now. “If you won’t end it, then I will,” Dagar says as I am deep in thought. Relentlessly, he rushes me, dagger in hand. It is as if slow motion has taken over. I slip past him, the dagger biting into my hand, blood spilling hot across my skin. I don’t flinch. My crimson‑stained fingers press against his forehead, crashing him down with all of my strength against the ground. Eyes closed, I summon the words etched into memory, the spell rising from my lips, and then I begin to carve a sigil on his forehead with my thumbnail. Within seconds, he is screaming, arms open, embracing the sky in overwhelming torment. A mystical gray mist leaves his body as if it were his soul leaving him. He

The devil pulls a sword from a useless coat of armor as he walks over to his enemy. "I don't care if you mind," Devil smiles at him as he uses his magic to keep the man in place. "I just need a little something from you. That thing in your chest you don't need anymore." He stabs the clan leader in the chest, just below the rib cage. "After all, what does a heartless beast need a heart for?" "Adom?" blood flows from the vampires mouth as he looks at his attacker in confusion. "Wh?" "I don't care how or why but you made something that I need eradicated," Adom leaves the blade to keep the other pinned and rams his fist into the vampire's chest, right where his heart it. "No hard feelings."

Defeated by the Godhead himself, thrown into Hell, and now reborn through Lucifer’s vengeance. “This is it,” Dougal calls. “Let’s go!” Maeve answers. Maeve takes Azazel. Dougal charges Ramiel. Win and I? We go for the lizard. Dagon is a walking nightmare—upright reptilian body, weird beard, talons, and all. He fights with teeth and claws, no weapons, but he’s fast. We come at him from both sides—Win on the right, me on the left—swords and axes flying.

“I never said I wanted revenge. All I want is right here with me. I will leave and never return, you can have someone do your dirty job for you.” “I am afraid that cannot happen. You are his best friend's daughter and he knows he owes your father for the years he stole. You will rise through the ranks faster than any agent and time is not on our side.” “How are you sure he is responsible; I never saw him. I never saw the man in charge.” “He is. Our agents have given us basic information. We need enough to convict him and you will have your life back.” Laurel hisses under her breath, this is a futile fight and no matter how many times she fights it, she knows she's lost.

“Let me guess, the mate bond isn’t as strong as you expected?’ “How did you know?” I asked, shocked. “I had my suspicions, this confirmed it. She has what is called Fatun Duplici,” H said seriously. “Double Destiny?” I asked. “What does that even mean? I have never heard of it.” “It simply means she has a mate for each side of her. A demon mate for her demon side, and an angel mate for her angel side. The connection she has with the angel is weakening your connection with her and vice versa. Only when she truly chooses a side with the full power of the bond take effect.” Valac explained. It instantly made sense to me why the pull she felt towards me wasn’t as strong as I had expected it to b

Arnav wanted his doll safe, it can only happen when shivay come into his sense, coz this shivay was broken, he should make get back the devil in order to save both himself and his Doll A-“Shivay, come to your sense, Anika needs you, come on you need to be stronger, didn’t you look at her eyes which was screaming to save her, how can you lose yourself shivay, gare up, you need to save her, your love your Angel, you can’t act like insane, get up, save her, we’ll find her Shivay, don’t you want to punish those who toucher your love, don’t you want to punish him for laying his hand on her” Shivay stood up with rage, hearing Arnav words, he was right he can’t lose like this, it was his Angle and

Moreover her hair was tough black and hands were fully tattooed with strange pictures. Other than this her eyes was no more doe-eyed like an innocent one but it was a beady black, shiny, impenetrable obsidian eyes. The most terrifying feature of her was the tattoed figure of a boy face in her neck. That tattoed face had some similarity with our cute little Abigal's face. "Abarat! Abarat! Abarat. Come here", she roared more loudly like a exquisitely horrid witch. While roaring the tattoed face on her neck was exposing and one can clearly say it was Abigal's face.

That was when she told me about the dagger, where it had been hidden in the packhouse, why the rogues had searched for it, why so many feared it, and what it truly was. "A fragment of the Goddess's soul." The words echoed through me. "When activated, it grants power beyond imagination. No one has ever been able to fully bind with it and do you know why?" I shook my head. Her gaze lowered. "Because to fully fuse with the dagger...you must be willing to sacrifice your soul. Lilith, you must be willing to be erased from existence itself” End of flashback. The battlefield returned. The dagger remained in my hand while the storm raged overhead. No one spoke, no one moved, even the rogues stared a