Even The Devil Can Quote Scripture Novels & Stories

“A favor. That 's it. I don’t have anything in mind, yet. But when I do, I’ll call for you, you’ll answer me. No matter what. Otherwise, the deal is broken and you’ll get back to this shithole.” Mia breathed heavily. A favor? Get out of there? “Are you the Devil?” she asked. She still remembered some of the things her mother had told her. Mia shook her head, avoiding thinking too deeply about her mother. “Who cares? Does it matter?” “It does! I don’t want no deal with the Devil!” “You’re too picky, for someone who is about to become a worker in a brothel. Not only you, but your little doll of a sister.”

“Even after I’ve filled you three times today.” Adrian moaned loudly, pushing back to meet every thrust. His hole was slick and swollen, leaking Luca’s cum from earlier, but it still clenched greedily around his thick cock. Luca leaned over him, chest pressed to Adrian’s back, and bit down on his shoulder. “You love this, don’t you? Being used by the devil while the world hunts us.” “Yes,” Adrian gasped. “God yes.”

Getting her to separate hers and let out a sigh, surprisingly, concealed. "Now, I ask you a question" he spoke softly, just for me. Who told you that there is only one devil? “The Bible, Cleo. "Well, we should rewrite it, don't you think?" I held back my laughter and crossed my arms. —Let's see, what would be your first commandment? —Mmm, you will respect the personal space of others. Laughter escaped me and I took a step back, raising my hands. - Amen. He made a sarcastic gesture of thanks and went around the side to go to the dining room.

A dark, dangerous, beautiful god. I had to look away quickly and shut my eyes. This is unfair. Why do devils look this good? What was I saying? Even Lucifer was made out of precious stones. The Bible said so. Full of wisdom and perfect in beauty. Why? Why did evil have to look so tempting? He leaned back down and whispered in my ear. Something about Lucas. Something about not hesitating. I barely heard him. His breath was warm against my skin, his lips almost touching my earlobe, and my body was tense, every nerve ending firing at once.

“It is a ritual by which one renounces the God and accepts the devil as his Supreme Master in return for the devil’s assistance in what he chooses to do or achieve.” “Devil…, Supreme Master…; is there such a thing or being called devil?” I was stammering. “Do you believe in the Bible?” he asked. “I think so,” I said cautiously. “The Holy Bible calls him ‘the ruler of this world’ and ‘the prince of the power of the air.’ These titles, and many more attributed to the devil throughout the Bible signify his powers, and show that in some way he rules over the world and the people in it. This is not to say that he rules the world completely; only God does that. When the Bible says that devil has p

Lily was adamant on her decision. “Miss Evan you cannot be stubborn for this,” Evander sternly asserted when Mark stopped him. “Stop!” Everyone looked at him as he walked towards them. Stopping right in front of Evander Mark said, “I will take a mover severe punishment for saving a human. There is a law in Devil pact if a Devil can take the punishment for Human then it is acceptable.”

‘She caught the Devil’s attention. Ethan did not notice any of this happening as he stared at the face of the wounded young lady. She was filthy, but underneath the grime and the dirt, he could see she was lovely, and there was something about her that attracted him, and to which he had no explanation. Maybe he pitied her and didn’t want to see her get abused? Who knows, all he could think about was he wanted to care for her. He couldn’t help but grit his teeth. ‘Whoever laid their hand on you will surely face the Devil.’ He thought as his fists clenched.

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.

“He would get me out, and he'd provide me with safety. And even after that, he would help me get Theon back.” Leita glances at me, serious once again without a hint of a smile, sunny or otherwise. “And who was this man?” she asks. “He said his name is Xaveraq. The devil.” She shudders. “The…devil?” Leita raises her brows. “Like, Lucifer, that angry dude who fell from the Christian Heaven? That guy?” “No. He said the Christian concept of the devil was founded on him...on his race. Devils. I…I still don’t really get it. But whatever he is, he’s so, so powerful, unlike anything I'd ever seen before.”

After a moment, he said, “You could be the president if you wanted to be.” “I don’t want to be the president.” I rested a sweaty arm on his shoulders. “I’m gonna be something better.” “Like God.” The old lady next door invited me and Kristian over sometimes. We went for the tea and biscuits while she read us passages from the Bible. So many “thou shalt nots” and pointed looks over her glasses. “Kind of like God,” I said, and after a moment of silence, a smile touched my lips. “But I’d rather be the devil.”