Devilish Zodiac Signs Novels & Stories

Every nightmare. Apophis, god of chaos. Lilith, the original she-demon. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Whiro, god of darkness. Lamashtu, child-devouring Mesopotamian terror. Gods. Demons. Monsters. Twisted relics of faith. The sheer evil in this room chokes the air, and if we had lungs, I doubt we could breathe. Loviatar hasn’t told us why we’re here. Just that this “meeting” will help restore our strength. She promised vengeance. I believed her.

Patrick explained. "How do you know all this stuff?" I asked. "We have a library with books about all the supernatural beings. All packs do. As do all covens. Plus, I told you. I used to know a witch" Colton explained. "But you said that your birthday is in December, right?" He went on to ask and I nodded. "A witches affinity usually correlates with their zodiac sign. You're a Sagittarius?" He asked and I nodded again. "So you should have an affinity for fire not earth." he finished.

Aria flipped them over one by one—the Moon upright, the Chariot reversed, and the Devil upright. "Oh god." Charlotte gasped, her face going pale. Aria stayed quiet for a moment, building tension. "The Moon shows hidden truths and anxiety in your home. The reversed Chariot suggests conflict in your family or relationship. And the Devil..." She paused. "That represents temptation you can't resist." Charlotte's fingers dug into her purse. "W-What does that mean?" "Are you sure you want to know?" Aria asked quietly, watching Charlotte's reaction. "Once you know the answer, your anxiety will only get worse."

His shoes gleam beneath the bright, overhead lights. His hair is gelled back, highlighting his wickedly beautiful blue eyes and insanely handsome face. Devon Lachlan is no doubt the kind of man that could make any woman weak in the knees. Too bad I know his type. Beneath the well pressed suit and calm demeanour, lies a sadistic, carefully controlled darkness. Men like Devon Lachlan are the most dangerous of their kind, men who can play both the roles of a venomous demon and pure angel all at once.

"Who told you they didn't enjoy it? Did they come crying to you? Did they cry to your father?" "they cried to the moon goddess and that was all that mattered. You couldn't see all the wrong you were doing which is actually a very shameful thing. You shouldn't be alive. You should be dead and answering for your deed on the moon. You should be very grateful that you are alive to see this day even though you don't deserve it. I can't believe you did all that. Never seen someone as evil as you. You could get a mate to be with or better still, concubines. At least everyone would get to know that you didn't force them and it's their choice of life. But no, you choose to ruin life. You killed kids.

Recognition. And beneath it, through the bond, Lydia felt something she had not expected from him at all. Dread. Movement broke from the shadows below. Riders. Fast and silent, climbing toward them in a spread formation that said they had seen the three of them long before being seen in return. Elira exhaled. “Too late to choose.” The lead rider halted halfway up the slope, moonlight catching on hard features and a scar across his brow. Darian Voss looked up at Logan, then at Lydia, then at Elira.

His frame towering over her. She lowered her gaze, unable to stand those alluring eyes of his. He placed a finger beneath her chin, lifting her head and her gaze to meet with his. "Too late. You signed. You're mine little dove," Scott said, his deep voice low and menacing.

What power does this girl have over him? He leaned in closer, his voice low. “Because if she never steps back into my world… you’ll be the first I kill, then I'll find her and consume her fire.” David's eyes went wide. “But you…” “Oh, you should know you are dealing with the devil himself.” His face was dark with something as he walked away.

“There's no information on his line of business. But you might wanna listen to this.” I press the phone closer to my ear. “What? Is he a gangster?” “Not exactly. He's known as the Devil of Deals in some really elite circles. Basically, he grants wishes in the form of deals. He's very expensive from what I was able to find. But very sought after. No one knows what he looks like, no one's ever met him before.” Devil of Deals? Come to think of it, I think I've heard something like that before. I can't place where exactly.

“What do you want from here, Pyro?” “Wow, right to the point. I’m looking for this girl right here that I found out by one of the females here that she’s going by the name Angel here.” I looked at the picture to see that indeed it was Angel, but why is he looking for her. “What do you want with her?” “She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I want her back right now or things are going to get hot in here.” I looked to Levi to single to him that I need to speak to him alone.