Devilwood Book Novels & Stories

" Zia wrote in her book and showed them "Because it's not actually the devil, but just a trace it left back in that book. There is no actual devil in the book. The book absorbs the flesh and gives the power to the person who asked for a wish to make the wish true by himself. The devil's book was present for a long way back before even the wall of death was formed by great devil Lucifer who died in hands of an angel, but he left his trace in that book, and mysteriously it disappeared but was told that it appears if you have a dark desire"Charles spoke "Then why did it even appear in front of Zia? And why did it suddenly disappear?"

The car had a wide space for my comfort. Delilah unzipped my pants and took off my erection out of the boxer and without wasting a second, she took a long lick of the tip. Precum was dripping from it. She savored the taste and sucked hard. My head fell backward while my hips buckled to slam into her mouth. She gagged onto my length but I don't care about anything at the moment. I am too desperate for my own desire. I don't think I can please her tonight. She blew me too good and when I was on the edge of spilling everything in her mouth, I made her stop her movements. However, upon arriving at the hotel, I used her for myself. Every thrust was so harsh and rough that she was withering under

“I can teach you how to be a real devil!” I took a deep breath and there was a white light in my eyes. He was playing with my n.ipples through my clothes and it made me tingle all over. Finally, the pent-up desire for revenge swelled within me and exploded at any moment. "Yes, I do!" I said to him. Frade pulled me off the couch, walked to one of the bookcases, and entered the password into the electronic lock on the wall. The bookcase immediately parted to both sides with an opening, and a smell of sandalwood wafted out of the darkness. Fred pushed my waist forward. He reached out and turned on the light in the darkroom. "Welcome to the Devil's world!" he said.

He was the last owner of the book and the book is the only source of his existence as an evil soul in the desert. Lord Yong needed to think of something to kill two birds with one stone, to kill the devil and save the book at the same time. But the crux of the matter was that he needed to destroy the book in order to kill the devil. The book was the only medium for this evil spirit to roam around this territory. The devil was slowly crawling towards them with several bizarre wounds oozing a thick, foul liquid, suggesting this being was definitely not alone. He moved forward, his legs sturdily carrying its demonic body with a collected energy.

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

GINA I sat at what seemed to be the living room of the vs vsvmansion where the boss of the Bloody Fangs mafia group, Devon Fenrir lived. It also seems to be the group's headquarters. I thought we lived in affluence but this mansion dwarfed ours in more ways than one. A large and expansive living room with a high ceiling, golden chandeliers, large paintings with inscriptions of a language I don't understand on them, golden furnitures that glittered under the rays of sunlight coming through the windows.

he said finally, his voice low, a whisper that sent shivers down her spine, “you will learn that ownership is absolute. And the sooner you accept it… the less painful it will be.” Her hands balled into fists. Anger and fear warred within her. “this place is worse than hell” she whispered, though even she could hear the uncertainty in her own voice. He stepped back, watching her, his expression unreadable, perfectly composed. “Hell?” he said softly. “that was just a reminder that you were owned by a devil, don't let me show you how I punish those who try to defy me. That is all. In time, Yesha Elaine, you will understand that obedience is safe… and that resistance is nothing but illusion.”

'How does this folk tale relate to the devil who called himself Xaveraq, who happens to be the only devil alive? “I don't know, child, because that's how the tale ends. There is no more mention of the deviless after that. The devil massacred his own clan. And the story ends there, abruptly. It was so very strange because every other tale in the book was completed. This book was a handwritten, extremely rare edition. I tried to find another copy of it in all the other Guilds and libraries, and I only found two of them. And both of them ended the same way,” the Headmistress finishes her tale. “I do not know how this story relates to the devil we are dealing with. I have some thoughts, but all

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j