Devils Night Series Mga Nobela at Kwento

"How the hell did you think.. that in this magical world of Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and Ghosts, I was gonna let my love for you drown away from your life so easily by just the death of my body?" He touched two of his fingers on her lips and kissed them. "Devil never dies, Sweetheart." Suddenly the clock chimed showing the time as four A. M. "Surprise.. surprise!" He smirked in an evil tone while turning and entering his hands in the pockets of his pants. "Time to meet, baby." ---- Hey Everyone! Thanks for reading. I hope my book kept you entertained till the end. If you've finished reading this book & want to know what happened next, you can find the second book in this series as Domi

I'm not that little boy who would put his family name to shame for a woman. especially with the devil's daughter.

The people present that night gave their accounts and viewpoints, telling everything they remembered and not omitting a single factor, painting as a clear picture as they could. When they had all been exposed and everything was silent, the detectives contemplated the events. “It is clear that this is the Devil's work” The Reverend said as he clutched his bible close to his chest. “You may be not entirely wrong my dear Reverend” Thomas said as he sat on the sofa beside Elizabeth and both of them were going through the pages of books that Sister Margaret had given them and in addition the Little Albert. They were turning the pages as quickly as possible to find any reference to this creature u

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Boiling in anger, I did not know if he was going to report me to Tobias, but I will let him know what he was trying to do. Walking out of the bar, it was so late. Tobias was no longer around. I tried looking for Daphne, but she left early. I boarded a cab towards Tobias's house, finally halting from the car. I stepped towards the entrance; the door was all open. It was so suspicious. Climbing the stairs up to meet Tobias, a strange noise caught my attention. Increasing my pace, walking upstairs towards our room, I could hear the voice clearly. It was as if a lady was moaning. I got angry, my blood boiling, opening the door in anger.

“She’s bluffing! Liam, don’t let her keep spinning these stories. She’s dangerous. You should break her hands and feet and exile her from the pack like the traitor she is—!” “Shut your mouth,” Natalie said. “You think I’m bluffing?” She turned to the crowd. “Everyone knows Devils have a dark aura. They carry a unique odor. It’s why they were able to identify that it was a Devil who took Ned. And that scent... doesn’t just vanish. Anyone who has close contact with a Devil—like embracing them, say—will be infected.” She walked slowly toward the table beside the guards, picking up a small clear bottle of water from her jacket.

That night, the devil visited his son for the first time after a hundred years. The lights in Lucas room had suddenly gone off accompanied by a strange wind. Lucas stood from his bed, and his eyes changed. A spear appeared in his hand, and he got ready for whatever dared to come into his room. A shadow crept into the room from the window, and Lucas raised the spear to stab the shadow with it, but he heard a familiar voice. "Is that how you greet your father after a hundred years?" The devil asked. "Lucifer." Lucas spat his name, and the devil scoffed.

Was this his form of punishment? The door opened, and the wicked devil who had shattered her young heart strode in, dressed in a black suit that emphasized the color of his eyes. Beautiful demon... Each step he took sucked the air out of the room, and as she watched, transfixed and broken, he pulled out a seat and unbuttoned his suit, making himself comfortable. "I hope you slept well, because you have a long day ahead of you." His voice was rougher and sterner, carrying no compassion for her tears, or the pain in her heart.