Incarnate Devotion Novels & Stories

A hand reaching through the veil— My soul being marked. Before I ever met Cain. Before I ever died. A brand. A claim. A promise. The Devourer whispers: You were born for me. Made for me. Your resurrection was mine. Your power is mine. You— are— MINE— Something inside me tears open. Something ancient. Something furious. Something that has been waiting for this exact moment. I scream— but it’s not fear. It’s rejection. The bond erupts in silver fire and god-scar heat, shredding the Devourer’s pull for half a heartbeat.

Devoted. And in that moment, I knew it wasn’t just possession anymore. It was something deeper, something that scared the hell out of me but felt impossibly right. This was devotion. And God help me—I’d burn the world to keep her mine.

"Ronan doesn’t tolerate betrayal. He hates it. It makes him... mad. You don’t understand, Selene. That man doesn’t just dislike betrayal—he annihilates it." I swallowed hard. "But instead of giving them a slow, painful end, he gave them mercy. A quick death. That was more than they deserved." My lips trembled. "You call that mercy?" She stepped closer, her shadow falling over me. "They were lucky he didn’t handle it himself. Ronan isn’t called the Devil for nothing. And trust me, he's earned that name." The words hit me like ice water. I felt the air get sucked out of the room.

I ask not knowing what they expect to do while Matteo's tutor is here. "Oh, whatever you like, sweetie; Matteo will only be gone a few hours." She stated this before hastily retreating around the corner, Matteo's little hand waving farewell to me. Well ok then... **** I'm currently sitting down in the sitting room reading one of my favourite books Pride and prejudice. I mean it's so beautifully written. A blanket was draped over my lap, and the fire in front of me kept me warm and comfortable as I read. The scent of burning wood from the fireplace soothed me into the leather chair. I smile when I read my favorite quote from the book. "You have bewitched me body and soul. And I -"

Veronica lowered her head and her fingers were fidgeting. Summer was stunned for a moment. "What do you mean by yourself?" "The other personality in my body, she wants to hurt you." Veronica said nervously, and looked around, as if worried about someone listening. "That other me would kill all the people and things she dislikes, stray cats, stray puppies, she has been eyeing you recently. She wants to get rid of you, because Jasper wants to separate us, so she wants to retaliate against Jasper. Taking revenge on Jasper means hurting you and the child in your stomach. The child is innocent."

on you." I stretched my hands. "Father Lord, I ask you to come into the body of your son. He is still a boy who knows little about life. He is yet to get married. He is yet to be a father. He is yet to experience any tribulations that is accompanied with life. He is a total novice when it comes to life. He has come in your presence to inquire about what the future holds for him. He is in a deep state of trouble and life has started to turn him around. Life has started to look meaningless to him. Dear Lord, in your most precious book, you encourage us to seek you when we are in a time of need. As you can see, your child is in a time of need and he has come to seek your presence. He has come

He replied. Evans stayed with me the time that my world crushed. He always comfort me with musics. He was there when I needed Luke. I am very thankful to him. I feel so safe now. When I asked him to come with me he came as fast as thunder light. "I am here." He was standing in front of me. He looks so good. I don't know what's with him but I feel I am getting attracted to him. "Come here and sit down." I stand and pulled his hand.

“What a beautiful name for you, baby girl.” I’m not sure why, but I didn’t like the idea of any guy touching her. Am I getting possessive over this female? Wow, what’s getting into me to feel this way? I took a puff on the cigarette as I sat next to her taking my hand to brush it against her cheek. I wanted to have sex with her, but I also wanted to know her and even protect her. As I went to kiss her, that’s when the damn cell phone goes off. I get pissed to see that it’s the club calling me, but I answer because I wanted to know why they there calling me. “I’m really sorry to bother you Mr. Baphomet, but Pyro the president of the Burning Devils is here looking for what I believe to be Ang

In waves, I’m hot and then cold and the drone of the words carries on over me, entrancing and terrifying all at the same time. “I command you, impure spirit, along with all your minions now assaulting this servant of God, by the mysteries of the incarnation, passion, resurrection, and ascension of our Lord Jesus Christ, by the descent of the Holy Spirit, by the coming of our Lord for judgment, that you surrender up to me the child of God, Jack Mueller Junior and make your departure. I command you moreover to obey me, I who am a minister of God despite my unworthiness. Dare not be emboldened to harm in any way this creature of God, or the bystanders, or any of their possessions.” The fingers

Meanwhile, Ruth was sentenced to ten years imprisonment and banned from working in law enforcement again. On the day she was sentenced, I felt my soul slowly fading. I knew it was time for me to leave. This time, I would really be dead. I floated to Ruth and told her, "If reincarnation and second lives really exist, I hope I won't meet you again. I hope I won't fall for you again!" I knew she couldn't hear me, but I kept repeating myself. Right before I disappeared, Ruth raised her head and looked in my direction. It was almost as if she'd heard me.