How To Deal With The Devil Novels & Stories

After riots, they usually get wasted or stoned as f---. At the moment I wasn’t challenging a masochist, certainly not a dog, but a devil. Should I act preppy or cute? NO! That’s disgusting. Act pathetic and beg? NO. That’s a loser’s thing. They say all I needed to do with a demon was cut its horns. How though?! I couldn’t even see the horns. "Fight me with your best, otherwise I’ll kill you. If you win, you and your brother will have your lives,” he said.

"You are letting your anger blind you. You are being too sentimental to see the bigger picture." "I am not sentimental," I snapped. "Oh but you are," she soothed, her hands moving up to massage my neck. "Delayed gratification is what you need right now. You want the woman? We will eventually get the woman. We can torture her all we like later. But first, we get the pup. We get the money and power." She kissed the back of my shoulder. "We train that little boy to become a demon. And when he is ready, we use him to attack Riven. The glory and power will be all yours. The woman is just a minor detail –a collateral."

“So you agree, Maggie?” “How can you not? I’m by no means religious, nor do I pretend to be, but I’m not blind to the world. If there is a God, a greater good, then there must be a devil and a greater evil to balance it out. The greater evil is in the people sitting on both death row and a park bench. If there is a hell, it’s most definitely empty. Ask anyone who has been unfortunate enough to come into contact with one of those people and has demons of their own left over. They’ll tell you that the devils are here disguised as one of us.” “So you’re saying you could be sitting among devils and not know it?” Her eyebrow raised and she paused in her pacing.

I had to seek divine assistance. So I clasped my hands together and silently prayed, "Oh merciful God, please guide me so that my sister may understand and forgive me." I wanted to leave it at that, but I also felt compelled to let God handle that little devil, Chad. A feeble soul like myself could only rely on the Almighty. "And God, please protect my sister from that sinful hand... No, that repugnant demon. Send a storm to rid Charlie of his presence. Amen." Thank goodness that helped. Praying to God provided some solace and eased my nerves, or should I say, leaving the devil in the hands of God helps.

His hidden mockery cut her heart with a blunt knife; she pushed back her tears by blinking her eyes repeatedly. “Who are you? How do you know me?” “Wrong question!” He waved his finger and stalked towards her. “What can you do to tear Alpha Eric’s world?” She got alerted at her worst enemy’s name, her shoulders got tensed at his uncanny question. “I could strike a deal with devil if needed.” Sophia growled furiously; her eyes ablaze with her inner fire. “Hello, Sophia. I am the devil.” He stretched his arm for a handshake, his firm grip livened her hope.

She smiled at me. She must have seen the doubt and confusion written on my face because her voice softened slightly as she continued. “Like I said, if one were to willingly make a deal with a devil… they could invite that darkness in,” she said. “It would not be like a forced take-over but it would be gradual and subtle at first and the person would even think that they are in control…until it's too late.” Her words slammed into me like a punch, making my stomach churn. “How would that even happen?” I asked. “How would someone get…possessed?”

No, the only thing to do is to go home, drown myself in a bottle of tequila, and try to wipe every last trace of the Devil Himself from my mind. The Devil, though, is not so easily forgotten.

“If you succeed in entertaining me today, I will fulfill one of your wishes. What is your story about anyway?” “About the devil and the queen. Should I start now?” For some reason, my chest started pounding. I struggled to look at the man beside me but his face remained blurry. “What do you know about them?” I asked. I couldn’t understand why my voice shook. “Enough to know that if you want revenge, you don’t call the gods or the cops. You call the devil.” “Go ahead. Tell me more.”

“Second, you won’t lie or make any deal with her. Create situations in which you could trick her.” He narrowed his eyes on her. “And you must not try to manipulate her to turn her against me. Which means we must let things follow their natural paths, according to Lily's own choices. You can answer her questions, of course, but never try to make up her mind or beg her not to accept me.” The Devil explained, and Mia thought that was good enough. “If you fail, you’ll leave us be, forever.”

This Devil have never been learned his lesson, and was only trying to make him confuse. He let aside anything, and put his grudge to the Devil in his heart and mind. He roared, “You shall never live, you shall die in my hands, you Devil!” Hez suddenly burst into action, and lead the shadowy figure to surround the Devil. There's no escape path for the Devil, and Hez could only grinned. The Devil was so highly, yet who knows if he will think to escape? Hez was trying to put him into place, he was good as dust that turned bloody chunk of flesh.