Illuminati Devil Novels & Stories

As well as crickets chirping. "You...y...you are the actual devil?" "Devil Prince. It's a position in hell where you take over Hades I guess." "So...and?" "He promised to stand by me and explained the mystery behind the death of most of my family members. My mom was Lilith before coming in form of human to earth and married my Father. She did that to fulfill the prophecy of an orb being created in a human form. I am a destroyer in nature but this time I get to choose who I can destroy because as man, I have what ordinary orbs don't have, the gift of freewill."

he smirked. “No,” I turned towards him, “I want to know… who are you, Tom?” He laughed coldly and glared at me. I flinched but clenched my teeth to help myself pretending to stay unaffected. “Be careful what you wish for,” he gazed deep into my eyes. I had just challenged the devil…

“Now, for the rest of the Seven Keys. Team captain of the swimming club of Knight, son of the influential politician which family runs into the political world, he is someone whose patience is small as he has a hot temper and easily be provoked. Just like the embodiment of his identity of the sin of wrath, devil Amon, Luke Peterson. Known with the blood of royalties from the country of Urasia, he is a royal blooded Prince who had everything in his command. He thinks that the world will have to bow in front of him as he will never accept defeat or no as an answer. He perfectly embodies the sin of the devil Lucifer, sin of Pride, Keith Dorincourt. Next, the team captain of the Baseball team of

“What do you want from here, Pyro?” “Wow, right to the point. I’m looking for this girl right here that I found out by one of the females here that she’s going by the name Angel here.” I looked at the picture to see that indeed it was Angel, but why is he looking for her. “What do you want with her?” “She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I want her back right now or things are going to get hot in here.” I looked to Levi to single to him that I need to speak to him alone.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

Lucian’s note had come with a final line: “The devil doesn’t wear horns. He wears charm. Find his weakness.” Ayla exhaled slowly. She was no longer Ayla Monroe. Not here. Tonight, she was a ghost. Inside, the gala pulsed with orchestrated elegance. Women in gowns worth more than Ayla’s rent glided past men with blood-stained hands wrapped in Armani. Waiters floated by with champagne. It would’ve been beautiful if she didn’t know who half these people were — or what they’d done to get here. Lucian’s voice echoed in her mind: “Serrano traffics secrets. You’ll be one of them by midnight if you fail.”

“Of course he does. The Devil always does.” He blinked at her, unsure if she was joking. She leaned in slightly, adjusting the collar near his neck as she whispered, “Listen to me, cher garçon. The Devil cannot be understood, nor can he be coerced. You may think he loves, you may think he destroys, but really, it is all the same to him. It is all just… instinct.” Her eyes flicked toward Kain, who was now idly folding a page from one of his documents into neat, exact creases. “Keep your guard, mon ange. Always. You will be fine if you remember that.”

“Even after I’ve filled you three times today.” Adrian moaned loudly, pushing back to meet every thrust. His hole was slick and swollen, leaking Luca’s cum from earlier, but it still clenched greedily around his thick cock. Luca leaned over him, chest pressed to Adrian’s back, and bit down on his shoulder. “You love this, don’t you? Being used by the devil while the world hunts us.” “Yes,” Adrian gasped. “God yes.”

She laid flat on the bed, ignoring the array of clothes that Elle had scattered around the whole bed. “He is human like you and he is not capable of harming you,” Elle said in an attempt to calm her down and Imade looked at her in shock. Her best friend had no idea about who they were talking about here and that was what gave her the confidence to think that the man would not hurt her or anyone. He had the highest killing rate on the dark side that she found and he was labeled a devil. Another article said that his father had an untamed beast and that is his son.

“He looks so much better by your side than mine. Not to mention I noticed his eyes on you, sister.” Mia shook her head. Her sister was reading things incorrectly. He was not looking at Mia with romantic eyes, rather, with malice because he was the Devil and she, Mia Chapman, owed him. “Lily, you're wrong. He asked for you and I must say he was a little annoyed that I showed up alone.” Lily frowned. “Did he complain rudely?” she asked calmly and Mia realized that maybe she had made a mistake. She couldn't influence Lily in any way or she would be in trouble with the Devil.