Illuminati Devil Novels & Stories

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

"Your parents have passed down the same myth to you that women do not matter much in the Mafia world. I was only correcting what you had learned." "Answer this. Who is the world's best manipulator?" What the hell was with that question? "The Devil." In all of the mythology told, no one did the manipulation like The Devil. He laughed, coming closer to me and bending so we were staring directly into each other's faces. However, his gaze seemed to mostly linger on my lips than any other part of my face. "Smart guess, Chocolate but you're wrong. A woman is the world's best manipulator. Her intelligence can turn a man's strength against him."

“Then I reverse the transfer. And I make a phone call to those gentlemen searching for your father. Have you any idea what happens to the daughters of men who do not pay their debts?” I stared at him in horror. He was blackmailing me, using my family’s safety to manipulate me. The charming young man had become the very essence of the Devil. “Why?” I asked. “Why marry me? Why marry a woman you hate? How can you marry a woman you said you would never love?” Luca placed his drink down and moved towards me. He stopped right in front of me and lifted my hand so that he could examine the ring which I was now forced to wear.

Here I am Damien, the Devil's son. Now, do not get me wrong, I love to see pain brought to your face over and over, but this does not hold the same excitement it used to hold me before. It is the same as always, mostly, funny enough, it is not murder, yet they are my favorite ones to watch. What gets you down here is your own greed; you, yourself, will be your own downfall. Although I do love to watch you stew in your own mess, I do also sometimes crave the things that a man like me should not crave. Those little things that are forbidden.

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

“Cashmere was positive that the twins were Sagrass’ sons, until the oracle came to her, and she was accused of working with the Devil… She ordered the original manuscript to be revealed to her. It was the one she had included in her final letter…” “The manuscript said that an ambitious next in line prince had made a pact with the Devil himself. In exchange for him becoming an Imperial Ruler, he promised to spawn the Demon King – the child of the devil that would cause the breaking of the world. He followed the Devil’s plan of sleeping with the rightful queen to produce his heir….” Caldwell started to pace around the room in exasperation. The seers at the temple, Cashmere, and Tristal – all o

“I don’t blame you. It’s only natural for kids of our age to believe that only heroes can fight against evil. But I’m done with believing those bluffs. I’ve moved on. Up until now we’ve been living in a mirage created by mom where we could see that the world is a peaceful and beautiful place. But the reality speaks differently. You know what I believe.......? At that time I couldn’t recognize my little brother. He used to be a noble, simple minded and an angel but this was the time when he turned into a complex, twisted minded devil. He said, “ To annihilate the evils, you have to be…..THE DEVIL…..”

“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.”

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

"The prince of darkness traps souls into a suffering cage. That's where I am, but I can't escape unless I'm being released. Otherwise I would remain here as one of the messengers of the earth, till I eventually fade away one day." "Tara, what do I need to do?" I tried as much as I could to balance my patient, because, I was already loosing it. "Lilith is a demon of the night, goddess of independence. She bore the devil, and other powerful demons. She wasn't really his mother, but she's been in existence longer than he has. The devil, or also known as Al-shaytaan or other names by other tribes, is the manifestation and personification of evil. Each demon has a form of entity where their power