Heaven's Devil Novels & Stories

He turns the stairs wondering if Christian will run down to sit beside his now awake sister but after a few seconds he reclines more to the thought that he might be sleeping. He turns to them again and then nods to acknowledge Laurel as she gulps, nodding back…soft but acknowledging. He opts to sit beside Gabriel, now facing the family with a questionary eye. The devil and the healer. Feels like judgment day. “Hi, Laurel, do you know who I am?” he leans forward after getting a reassuring nod from Gabriel. Laurel nods.

(The Devil) The moment he stepped through the veil, Hell greeted him like an old, hungry friend. Heat slammed into his skin. The air thickened, heavy as wet ash. And beneath it all, the sound rose. Screams. Endless, layered, trembling screams woven into the very wind. Some sharp, some low, some hardly more than broken sobs. Souls who had wandered too far. Souls who had never left. Souls whose names he did not care to remember. They braided together into one constant, ragged hymn—pain and rage and regret spiralling upward toward a sky that never listened.

Grayson Voss I was supposed to be in a meeting with a cartel rat who thought he could play both sides. Instead, I ended up in a club that reeked of sweat, desperation, and lies. Club Delirium. Ironically named, considering it mostly caters to men trying to forget reality with vodka and silicone. I wasn’t there for pleasure. I was there because the club owner was late on his payments. And late payments in my world meant broken bones or buried bodies.

she saved him. She... a girl purer than the angels. Her light impressed even divinity. She is a heart surgeon. She has a record of no one dying on her table. But now she made fate angry by saving the Devil. and Devil is madly searching for the girl who got a scar by saving him. He wants her as his queen and he can do anything for it... Even if it means hurting her... Ruining her! But She has to be his... A fallen Angel is now the Devil. Even heaven is scared of him but can he fall for her light? Can she survive with her light in this darkness?...

This was the only way to go about things. Suddenly, the air around God’s chamber became toxic and polluted with The Devil’s putrid stench as he walked in to taunt God as he occasionally did. “How many times will I have to say it, Lucy? Stop coming here whenever you want. You’re not welcome in Heaven anymore,” God said. “Don’t be like that, Father. You and I have business together and that makes us almost neighbours and weren’t you the one who said thou should love thy neighbour as you love thyself?” The Devil said.

Zachary fumed and looked straight in her eyes that were gleaming with mirth. “I am not going to let you or this pauper destroy my kingdom” Delphyne gritted and then looked at Diana who was trying hard to stifle her cries, “Listen and better ingrain this in your mind witch, we are devils. We hate you and your entire fucking community. Heaven was once ours and soon we are gonna snatch it back from you. You better start counting your days because they won’t last long.” Diana gasped in horror. Zachary also stared at his mother incredulously, “THE FUCK YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??”

I tried to tell her but it was too late as the devil pulled her hair and said with gritted teeth, "Do you have any idea whose baby you had aborted huh?" The woman hissed in pain, she seemed confused and tried to talk with the devil and make him understand what she did was necessary to save me and the relation between him and me, she was trying to convince him because they both are in human form and she was treating them like humans but soon she will be going to see the real self of them. The devil laughed listening to her wise advice with a long explanation, he then looked at his friend, "Make her suffer." He said and then threw her at the foot of his friend.

“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.”

Vincent's reputation was unquestionable; he soon became a living legend in the eyes of many. Hell Moon is a Pack lying on a mountain with complex terrain and depleted resources. Despite being one of the long-lived Packs, Hell Moon's power soon dwindled, leaving them just an empty shell. But in the last four years, Hell Moon has risen again strongly thanks to a notorious warrior Vincent Charles; under his leadership, Hell Moon's territory is constantly expanding and has never been defeated in any battle. Compared to a few years ago, the current region of Hell Moon has developed more than three times; in the eyes of the people of Hell Moon, Vincent is nothing more than a god for them to worshi

"Be as soft as The ANGELS But as dark as The DEVILS When it's the right time" NISHMA .. .. [•16+ mature content] Withering in pain, frustration, and embarrassment crawled upon her as Nishma's body shook uncomfortably in unreleased pleasure. "But You missed it" She heard him saying, mockingly and these words stabbed the heart of DEVIL as a fire enraged her. "Mission accomplished"< Demon spoke in his head and danced at his victory.