Helltaker Satan Novels & Stories

Stephanie couldn’t believe that the person who managed to destroy her soul and mind in one night, had returned to her life to torment her again. And he was engaged with… Amber Young. That was a first since Nathaniel Grant Stevens wasn’t that kind of man. His hate towards women was legendary. He was the most selfish person on the face of the Earth, the most dangerous, the absolute worst. He was the devil reincarnated. Undoubtedly, he was up to something... but what was it? Who was he trying to hurt? Was it just her or Billy too? If something happened to Billy, she... she wouldn’t be able to live with herself.

I got my Skittles rainbow. "You turned him into Skittles?" Jessi asks as she laughs. I twirl happily in the Skittles as Satan walks over. "I guess you really didn't need me." He says, eating a few of the candies. "You're from the underworld, just like Surtur. You're basically eating him right now, so does that make you a cannibal?" I ask him as his hand stops midway to his mouth. The rest of the candies fall to the ground. "I'm leaving. Davina, I say this with much respect. I hope I never see you again." Satan walks toward the crack and takes the last few remaining demons with him. You know I can't let him get away that easily.

I yanked her by her hand and dragged her away with me. "What do you think, Mr. All Supreme?" she hissed, her tone sharp and cutting. Her smirk spread slowly, a dangerous glint lighting up her eyes. "Don’t forget who I am—I’m Reina, the killer. I could end you right here, right now, and not a soul would dare challenge me." She tilted her head slightly, her smirk widening as she stepped closer, her presence suffocating. "So stop acting like you own me," she said, her voice low and venomous. "Because I will never, ever be yours." "Yeah? But you're were begging me for more last night. Forgotten so soon?" I said backing her up at the wall.

Of course, the little girl was in no danger but what better way to get him mad than to threaten his child. "Get out! GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!" I simply nodded, a grim smile touching my lips. ''See you around, Tommy boy" I turned and walked out, leaving him fuming. The moment I stepped out of the building, the composed Tristan Walker, the intellectual professor of Heldon vanished. The old Tristan, the one who navigated shadows and understood the need for brutality and the demons of the city rose to the surface. It was a side that I had buried until one of mine had been touched.

"The satellites are feeding him a Recursive Paradise Loop! They're distracting his mind so they can bypass his firewalls and steal the Architect key!" Halloway stood on his observation deck, watching the data transfer progress bar. "He's a wolf, Sarah. Give a wolf a warm den and a mate, and he'll let you take the world right out from under his paws." The satellites acted like a massive vacuum, drawing out the Origin code from Kael's mind while he was caught in the dream. If the transfer hit 100%, Kael wouldn't just become a grounding wire; he would be an empty shell, and Halloway could Reset the world into a permanent corporate hive.

” Rico yelled I treated you like my own brother but what did you do? Slept with my girlfriend who is now your financee. You guy won’t last anyway he said in a mockery tone Kindly do me a favor and get the hell out of my house

He didn't need anyone to confirm to him that Selvi was working with the guardians. He raised his hand and Selvi was pulled towards Satan. But before he could have grabbed her by her neck, Leyla came between Selvi and Satan. Satan grabbed Leyla by her neck. He slammed her on the ground. The ground crumbled into dust and both Satan and Leyla fell to the basement floor. Leyla kicked Satan so he would let go of her neck. Satan was known as the first ever sorcerer. The one who created witchcraft and sorcery. It was impossible for Leyla to break free from someone that strong. He was choking Leyla. Leyla grabbed the pin from her hair and stabbed Satan's eye with her pin. Satan howled in pain and pu

For a moment, he simply gawked at Javier. He suddenly let out a guffaw. “Ohh, so that’s the game? Jesus, why didn’t you just saaaay so? Or better yet, just skip this yimmer-yammer and kill me already! You don’t lead a life like mine without signing a deal with the Devil, junior. Satan is like a long-suffering wife waiting for me in hell. He’s been waiting for my soul to come home. Come help poor Satan, would ya? He’s missed me so much!”

A Succubus with the usual attributes—voluptuous body, killer curves, and boobs so big they’d suffocate a lesser demon. "Lord Paimon," she greeted, bowing respectfully. "How’s My Lord?" I asked, trying to sound composed. "On his throne," she replied. Then her eyes widened. "Lord Satan will arrive any minute. If you have a business, you better handle it now." My jaw clenched. Of all the fucking times to visit. Lord Satan—the Bringer of Doom, the Bitch of the Blazing Wasteland—was someone even I avoided. Demon Lords ruled the central dominion of Hell, unlike us Kings who were stuck managing the Nine Circles and our contractors. And Lord Satan? She was the worst.

"It's a little bit too shiny, don't you think? I like my knives...dirty." "Okay, okay." Roberto surrendered. "He is ancient," he began. "He is old, he predated all of us in age." "Cut the bedtime story crap." Alice said. "We don't have time." "He was one of the gods that previously ruled the world. That was the only thing I knew about him. He was also one of the rulers in Hell, an incarnation of evil. He was too powerful to be equated to just a mere Demon." Roberto let out a defeated sigh. "And he walked among us." He laughed. "He was one of the heralds of the apocalypse, aside from the Four Horsemen and all that crap. He is Sitan."