Infernal Devices Novels & Stories

Then she opened a lower compartment—and froze. A large device lay nestled inside. Matte black. Angular. About the size of a travelling box, fitted with vents and digital panels. Etched into its surface were the words: Kyrexin-X. Lylah didn’t know what it meant. But something about it—its weighty design, the way it seemed to hum with dormant power—made her blood run cold, and instantly she knew that this... this was worse than silver bullets.

My head pounded with rage and adrenaline. I wanted to kill them all. I wanted to burn this whole place to the ground. Murmurs rose from the crowd as the device stopped. The host smiled, as if he’d watched an experiment go just the way he pleased. “Now what you’ve all seen is our latest invention, the new Bolt Advanced Two-point-O. An electric shocking device, used for advanced slave training.”

The contrast between them — one ancient, the other unnervingly advanced — sent a chill through Arya’s spine. Isabel’s breath hitched. “I thought that was destroyed during the final battle between the Order and the Sisterhood — over fifty years ago.” Arya’s fingers hovered over the objects. “What exactly is it?” Dolores stepped forward, her face grim. “It’s a weapon. That device can override every military system on earth. Nukes, missiles, satellites — you name it. With the right codes, you could trigger wars from this room. The book holds those codes, along with… other things. Blackmail files. Secrets so damning they’ve kept the world spinning on a lie for centuries.”

"Silas said... If you take it, I die." "Silas is a functionary of a system that thrives on your fear, Ivy," Dante rasped. He dropped to his knees beside the bed, his grip on the scissors so tight his knuckles were white. "The Cradle isn't a child. It’s a parasite made of code and mercury. It’s feeding on the 'Lethal Devotion' we generated in the loop. It’s eating the memory of us to build itself."

It latched magnetically to the armor, glowing brighter. “And that,” she said, “I cannot allow.” She reached into her coat and pulled out a second device—a handheld trigger covered in glowing sigils. Rhea’s voice cracked. “What is that?” The woman pressed her thumb against the activation pad. The chamber lights flickered. The Heart pulsed violently. The floor rumbled beneath them. “She’s overriding the stabilizer grid!” Rhea cried out. “And unlocking the lower levels,” Adrian added, realization crashing into him like a blow.

"That device is just one of eight. Disable it, and the others activate automatically. You're not stopping the deployment—you're triggering it." Through my dampened but evolving perception, I felt the truth in his words. The devices were networked, programmed to interpret interference as a signal to begin their deadly work. "Then we have a problem," I replied, my consciousness already spreading through the facility's systems, searching for the network connections linking Richard's bioweapons. "Because I'm not letting you murder thousands of resurrected hunters to satisfy your ego." "Ego?" Richard laughed, genuinely amused. "You think this is about pride? This is about evolution, Aria. About r

"Multiple hostiles, they are using extraction devices as weapons, draining our wolves' abilities!" Extraction devices. Dr. Torres had built more of them, turned them into weapons that could strip coalition defenders of their powers in seconds. It was brilliant and horrifying. "Secondary perimeter, fall back and reinforce southeastern position!" Owen commanded, his alpha authority cutting through the chaos. "Do not let them reach the ritual site!" Another explosion, this one closer. I felt the shockwave through the magical wards Serena had established, felt them strain under the assault. Whatever Dr. Torres had brought with her, it was designed specifically to break through our defenses.

There were large orcs and four-horned demons walking around with weapons trying to find the culprit of the explosions. "I'll follow your lead for now. I'm not sure exactly who I should be killing here." Lucifer said. "Four-horns and large orcs are slave masters. Oni are bodyguards. There are a few lycans and elves we need to look out for in the shadows." Kahvis looked above at the stone ceiling. "This place will be collapsing when we're done, so please try to save any victims you can." "I'll do what I can, but you should know by now that most of them will be broken beyond rescue." Lucifer felt an anger he didn't want to show. He cleared his mind of past images of the Underground and started

The devil said and walked away. Gentel closed her eyes and prepared herself for the torture she was about to feel. The whip of The Tormentor was the most painful torture device in Hell and even demons weren’t immune to its sting. “Come on, Sagarus. What are you waiting for? Hit me with your best shot,” Gentel taunted him. Sagarus dipped his whip in a cauldron of salt and smiled as he began her punishment with the first stinging whip of the two thousand.

“Fix her attitude.” My dad stepped forward, holding a sleek, black metallic device. My stomach dropped as I recognized it—a handheld neurological sonic disruptor. It was a weapon specifically designed to scramble a supernatural’s equilibrium by targeting our heightened nervous systems. “This is your last chance to be smart about this, Soraya,” my dad said. His voice was entirely devoid of emotion, like he was talking about a weather report. “Go to hell,” I spat. He didn't hesitate. He pressed the cold tip of the device directly against my temple and clicked the trigger.