Devils Son Name Novels & Stories

Zach joined the deeper evil world and with his strength, smartness and skill, he disposed of anyone that was on his way to being in the top, when he was still building his fame and travelled to Spain, the president tried to play dangerous and Zach slaughtered him and placed a new president there who is under him. His indifferent and cold self coupled with his capabilities and his slaughters of hindrances gave him the name of 'devil incarnate' in the power world and since them we was on the top and was respected, feared and adored, but of course before a child grows to a man there was already many men on the street, many powerful individuals in the dark world never fail to kill him at any opp

Damon flustered, his pride hurt as he mumbled a simple yes ma'am. Then she rose to her feet, turning that radiant smile to Clay’s father who had been quiet since his burst of laughter. Something about him was unsettling, like a strong pull of strength and something else Damon couldn’t quite place. “Ahem, you may call me Mr. Ares, until a more casual title is earned. But my full name is Ashton Ares, I’m the head of this house. It’s a pleasure to become acquainted, child. My son has sung your praises.”

"Well? Answer me, boy!" "My mother's name is Rebecca." "And your dad's name?" Lucifer grip in tightening around his face. "Seven...," Joar whimpers. Lucifer turns his face and from side to side inspecting him carefully. A faint birthmark at the boy's right temple catches his attention. The birthmark is the same shape as the number seven. Lucifer knows that Rebecca's family has been passing on the birthmark for generations and now Lucifer has recognized it. He's push Joar away. "So, you're my grandson? Hm... maybe we can use you, after all," he smiles viciously.

He dropped the bottle then took a sip of his whiskey. "Father has sent for you" A deep masculine voice echoed in the room. "It must be urgent if he sent you to call me" Luciel finally turned around and moved towards his brother slowly. Luciel has 5 brothers and a sister, he is the second son of Lucifer. He has lived almost 500 years and has served his Father all those years in the underworld. He is known to be the only son who took the facial looks of the devil. Lucifer was so stunned when Luciel grew up to look so much like him, this made his refer to his as his favorite son. Luciel's older brother Lucas, has lived about 800 years and is the only son who has one of the 7 kingdoms of the dev

I whisper in between trembles. “I’m the demon king, my darling. I always know.” “What can I give you. Let’s…let’s settle this now, please. I am tired of running.” I am scared out of my wits. “Stop then. You’ll end up here anyway, but you’d have tired you little bones,” he says, rubbing his hand up and down my arm. “What do I owe you, Memphis?” “Please, call me Devlin. Mephistopheles is quite an ugly name and I’d prefer a more formal exchange while using that name. Between us, there’s more informality than anyone could ever imagine.”

His act defines the demonic ritual to please and fuel the darkness in his heart. Arnold’s jaw clenched and fists tighten in the air. He didn’t belong to any category. His nature, his sins, and his intentions will never fit the cards because he was the darkness itself where the Evil lurks. The monster on his shoulder bellows before shattering into the shady smoke and mingles in thin air.

I smiled bitterly, the thought of becoming a devil is heart-chilling but I am willing to do this because I know that, that devil loves me a lot and he would never harm me ever, and it feels like he is really my one and only. While thinking about it, I realized that I didn’t even ask him his real name. He must have a name that I am going to call him after. Since now, I have been calling him devil or Oliver but after Oliver will escape and I will become a devil as his wife, I will definitely ask him for his real name. Lost in my thoughts, I walked to the main door so I could find a clue for the door of the hidden basement in our house. I was looking around when I heard a loud yell from someone

I can breathe, I stared outside from the car's window pane and my gaze fell on the tall dark figure of The Devil who has always been my savior, he was speaking to certain people on call and commanding hos people, maybe he was handling the stuff here after killing Liam because Liam was the owner of Ricci Technologies so it was very important that we don't leave a trace for any further chaos in our life. I stayed there staring at him, admiring him that how was I even living my life without him because when I see it from here even imagining my life without him seems so impossible to me. What would my life been like if he would have not shown up. Maybe even the alnoghywas tired of watching me su

“I know it wasn't you, but I remember the man who killed her, and I remember what he became afterward.” Vaelgor stepped forward, but my son immediately moved closer to me. “Do not come near him,” Damian warned, stepping between us, and the ancient king stopped without arguing. His eyes remained on my son, however, and I realized there was something about the young man that even Vaelgor could not control. “What did he become?” I asked. My son looked at me with tears gathering in his eyes, and when he finally answered, the chamber seemed to grow colder. “He became the Devourer.”

“And I understand why. You're five months old, but you're huge! This boy is going to be big." Ah, it will definitely be the copy of the father. My little Cain Saint Davis Devenuto. It's a beautiful name, but sometimes I think about its meaning and practically feel my insides squirm, however, Axel was keen to keep the name, saying that "his son" would have a strong name, no matter what the meaning, but he knew he cared . By God his mafia name is El Diablo!!! So far he's kept his promise and hasn't involved me in anything “dirty” and he also didn't want to know what decisions he made when he locked himself in his office as long as he didn't involve me.