Devils Night Series Novels & Stories

had chosen him, no matter what it was for. That night, Eros didn't sleep. He tossed and turned in bed. He stared at the ceiling. He adjusted his pillow at least twenty times. He closed his eyes and opened them again, as if blinking would reveal a magical answer to the question that had been gnawing at him for hours: “What does the Devil want to tell me?” At two in the morning, he got up. He went to the closet and turned on the soft light of the nightstand. He opened the doors and stared at the clothes as if he were about to declare World War III on poorly ironed shirts.

They stood there for a beat, just holding one another, and Adom had to shake himself free of the strange longing that was beginning to invade his mind. "Why don't we take this to the bed," he suggested, hands beginning to tug on Win shirt. The Angel nodded and pulled it off, his own hands unbuttoning Adom jacket, but the Devil was far too impatient for that. He banished it with a flourish of magic that had Win chuckling softly. The Angel hopped up on the bed, scooting back until his back was to the pillows. Adom followed after him, crawling over that long lean body like a predator. They shared a grin before the Devil leaned over and again kissed his Angel .

If I want to have a baby, I can have it with anyone, not her; the child born to her is not known as a ghost or a demon. I shivered at Vincent's callous words; I stared at him in fear without blinking. "Is that the word of a human?" Vincent smirked, his whole body covered in ice. "You always call me the devil, don't you?" I turned my head and saw Aboli with his eyes closed, his whole body drooping like a lamp that had run out of oil. My mind went blank, I didn't even think about it, so I rushed to bite Vincent's toned arm hard. Not only did I bite, but I also tried to chew it like it was my food.

I muttered, exhaling the breath I had been holding in. “It's nothing. The DEVIL isn't that cruel……”. She hung her low immediately,when a loud ABC ease striking sound reverberated through the walls of the room. “I can see you're awake, Valerie. Mm wey me downstairs,at the guest lounge. I have a few things to discuss with you before taking you back to the night blaze pack”. The DEVIL had been watching me even in my sleep, because….. “That's how he's. He has cameras mounted all over the house….”

The Devils' Return. The Untold Story. In one of Taylor’s glorious returns after months away from Charlie, he took her repeatedly. Charlie’s Inner Devils? They lost it. They orgasmed so hard, so many times, they got spiritually drunk. They floated up to heaven. Shockingly. Despite being devils. Cause of death: Orgasm-induced spiritual drifting. The heavens, confused but sympathetic, gave them another shot at life. An angel appeared in a blinding light. Angel: ‘You have a new mission—a new host.’

But tonight, amidst the laughter and quiet honesty, there was a rare peace. Tomorrow would bring new challenges. But for now, they toasted to progress, friendship, and the hidden truths that kept them moving forward. — That night, as darkness wrapped around the city of Barcelona, Devon lay restless in the quiet of his room. The shadows seemed to close in, heavy with memories he couldn’t shake. Suddenly, the nightmare returned—the same haunting vision of Damian’s cold eyes, the explosion, the loss, and the threats whispered in the dark. He jolted awake, heart pounding, a scream tearing from his throat before he could stop it. The silence that followed was thick and suffocating.

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.

Audrey asked with so much curiosity. " But the devil won't last in the abyss for so long as a thousand years passed as though there were hours and the devil could once again, journey back to earth determined to accomplish what he never did " he proceeded with the story, ignoring her question. " Are you, the devil? " She asked at the realization he might be. "Who else do you think I am? " He raises a brow, she gulps down, not in fright but rather she is trying to process everything.

Devil! I dressed in the mirror. There are additional red stains on my skin, a lot. The last time he saw he only had one kiss mark on his neck, the result of Blaze's bite on my neck where he had once bit me. Now I have more than seven of those red spots, mostly on my neck area. ###

The timer on the screen read: 23:47. Claire’s muffled scream echoed through the speakers as the blade pressed closer, drawing a thin line of blood. Elena’s world narrowed to that single image. The man who had just killed for her, who had confessed his year-long obsession, now stood at her side as the real cost of their twisted union stared back at them in high definition. The devil’s contract had just claimed its first true casualty, and the night was far from over.