Devilish Ghost Novels & Stories

Maybe start planning my next escape for real this time. And then—he did something that caught me off guard. Ronan Blackwood, the Devil himself, squatted in front of me. Not stood. Not loomed. Squatted. Eye level. Holding two glasses of wine in his large hands. “What’s the problem?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it. I looked away. “I’m fine,” I muttered.

saying he cheered himself While others gave confused smile, but next instant they were surprised and shock listening to him Sinha and play Piano 'Baby I wanna tell you a story Sorry if I bore you with mine It's a story of a Devil and his Angel Ever since a child he grew up listening to love Heard the stories of Devil's how they were smitten Heard the stories of Angel's how they fallen on earth Never once he believed that Angel's are real and Devil's get's it one He believed there is no such Angel for Devil There's no such LOVE where Devil is smitten He turned into Devil was not in search of an Angel Never in his life he thought he would found it one Not definitely in his world where only Dev

“She never ca-cared about the s-screams.” Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. “I am so sorry.” “S-she is evil i-incarnate.” “She is.” A movement at the corner made my eyes open. The duke was folding his arms, still leaning against the door. He watched us with a peculiar mix of curiosity and wariness. “She is devil per-personified,” Revandrel muttered, nose brushing my neck. My nails dug into my own sides. “You are not wrong.” “People-eating, s-soul-sucking being without a soul.”

Lucian bent down as he put his one hand on the sofa arm and other inside his pocket. “I don’t joke, Lily. A Devil can teleport in just seconds. Yeah, last night you saw a ghost. Why? I won’t tell you the reason,” Lucian proclaimed and reached out his hand when a glass came in his hand from the kitchen. Lily was shocked to see this as her heartbeats started getting uneven. “But D-devils are bad,” Lily said with a stutter. “They are but as I said some are good,” Lucian pronounced, stressing his words.

‘But…what are Mirror Devils? When she saw the confused looks on Darryl and the others’ faces, she bit her lips and continued, “Mirror Devils are unusual. They’re really evil and like to transform into stone steles. The surface of the stone steles will be as smooth as a mirror. Once someone approaches and looks into the mirror, the Mirror Devil will transform into that person. So, your sister and friend were ambushed by these Mirror Devils.” Quincy and the others looked at Darryl, feeling ashamed of themselves.

Dev shook her head and finally took the basin and left the room. Hellion palmed her face as the door was finally shut did she sighed in relief. She then heard a sigh of disappointment inside her head making her jumped. The spirit then clicked her tongue and spoke in anger. “I’ve been wondering why such a mere human like you could easily killed me but now that I’ve seen it with my own eyes….” Hellion waited for her to continue. The spirit then clicked her tongue and spat. “Wench.” She just let out a disdainful smile and a puff of smoke hovered around her. Hellion watched her silently as the spirit spoke again, her eyes scrutinizing her from head to toe.

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.

When he squinted his small Amber orbs, he resembled a hunter closing in to its prey, readying himself to pounce on it. " Who are you?" Ava asked yet again, making the man burst laughing hysterically like a mad man. Oh well, Ava was sure he was a mad man despite his innocent looks. Then the devil stopped laughing and matched her. Using his hand,he lifted Ava's Chin and the once playful look on his face disappeared, only to be replaced by a ferocious look resembling a wounded beast. " Who am I? I am a vengeful ghost. I am your nemesis." He replied coldly before pushing her away, causing Ava to land in the ground with a thud. That was the first scene playing on Miranda's laptop as the four peop

The human wasn’t a human, but a Demon, luring his soul down to the pits of Hell. In the end, the ghost fell willingly into Hell, lured by beauty and desire. Conlaelth’s eyes drop to my lips for a brief moment before he leaves, and I’m left wondering if I’m the human or the ghost.

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.