Evil Rings Novels & Stories

The voice on the other side greeted and immediately, Evangeline felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise in a cautious motion. Lowering her voice, she asked. “Who is this, and what do you want?” “My name is unimportant. What is, however, is the fact that I am not a foe, but a friend, willing to help you with your current plight. Accept my terms and conditions and Gadreel Ødegaar, along with the Elixiron’s Essence of Oblivion, will be yours.” Evangeline’s eyes went wide up on hearing this. This person was offering her everything she desired, and yet, a voice in her head was telling her to be cautious, for this could be a trap.

She dismounted, bearing a bejeweled dagger and a silver chalice. “You two think you’ve fixed history,” she purred. “But without our guidance, the Ember Circle will fracture and be destroyed.” She offered the chalice. “Drink this. It contains the essence of the original flame. Accept our ritual, and power beyond measure is yours and Bellford’s destiny will be secured.” Isabelle glanced at Alexander. He squeezed her hand. “We choose another path.” She stepped forward. “Our Circle is founded on free will and truth. We refuse your offer.”

While Myriam and Cassandra said goodbye to their parents' graves; Marcel only slightly lowered his head as a form of respect. Something had changed inside Marcel. Having prepared everything they needed, Zark's group, along with Myriam, Cassandra, Marcel, and Grandpa Gunther, began their journey to Gelhorn in the hope of finding a safe place. But they knew the safest place was next to Zark ♦ ♦ ♦ Erinias Known by many names; the Falls, the Ash Wings, the Furies, the Valkyries of Hell, Dark Angels. The devils named Erinias mock the way the angelic hordes demand vengeance and bloody justice.

“We can’t go to Hawthorne. My father would rather see me in chains than standing with her.” Lucien lounged against a broken pillar, shadows curling tight around his hands despite the smirk plastered on his face. “Chains would be generous. Gerrard will want my head on a spike.” Elias stood near the window, pale light glinting off the runes sparking faintly on his skin. His jaw was tight, his eyes distant. “Everley won’t stop until they erase me. They already call me corrupted and her a contagion.” The air was thick with anger and despair, the Sigil throbbing between us, ready to fracture if we let it. My dragon pressed at my chest, urging me forward.

It is suddenly not clear, like my brain is sucking away any evidence there was of the memory but my gut tells me I have to remember. My eyes now fully open as I stifle a yawn. I stretch over to my bedside table for my phone to check the time when I see yet another crimson envelope. A subtle awareness of the hell I’m in jogs over to my gut. I know, a few hours ago I wanted all this, but the question that keeps tugging and kicking on every corner of my brain; is it worth it? The devil is legendary for exploiting people’s weaknesses to his advantage, yet the more daunting that sounds, I feel even more encouraged to reach out for more.

“Am I cursed, or am I going crazy?” “You're neither cursed, nor are you going insane my child, on the contrary, yours is a uniquely blessed soul that I have ever come across, you are a glorious child of god Ellie, and I feel honoured to have encountered you,” she praised, smiling at me widely, who showed off her sparkling white teeth perfectly arranged. “I, Minerva Maxima, from this day onwards, consider it as my sole responsibility and obligation to obtain your freedom from this malice, even if it is at the cost of my life,” taking this oath, she magically summoned the crystal orb with a gesture of her opened palm and it landed on it gently. “But first, we must look into your past Ellie, co

They surged towards her, a tide of darkness threatening to engulf her whole. Liam stood before them, a twisted figure bathed in an unholy red light. A cruel smile played on his lips. "Welcome to the new Aethel, Evie," he declared, his voice dripping with a chilling promise. "And now, face the consequences of your actions." Evie stood alone, surrounded by the darkness she had unwittingly unleashed. Liam, her companion, her friend, was lost to it. The corrupted Wellspring's power pulsed with a terrifying intensity, its influence spreading outwards.

"The signal is very strong here. Just keep your hand in the box, Elara. Do not think about the network. Do not look at the city." "You are a liar " Elara whispered. Elias's face in the rearview mirror froze. His jaw got tight. He did not turn around. "I am doing what I have to do to stop the virus from spreading, Elara. Julian made a mistake when he built that machine. He thought he was helping people. He was just making a bigger trap. Aethelred is going to use your frequency to control everyone. I am stopping the loop." "By burning us alive?" Elara asked.

Otherwise, it’ll be a great horror story. Siel suddenly felt hotness in her eyes as she remembered Seiron's history. It was full of colors and laughter, which was the total opposite of the Seiron now. It all started when Edom rebelled. Elias glanced at Siel from time to time, but despite Elias showing her that he’s on her side, Siel never lowered her guard. There is a saying that the devil was once an angel and is actually an angel up until now – angel of the darkness. So she cannot trust anyone in this Kingdom of Darkness.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `