Infernal Devices Novels & Stories

“Zenith isn’t just awakening power. She’s reclaiming infrastructure.” “That’s what worries me,” Eldric replied calmly. “Power can be taught. Infrastructure can’t.” I closed my eyes briefly. Plot Thirteen glimmered in my senses, dormant no longer. “Healers of old,” I said quietly, “were never meant to operate without limits.” Eldric leaned against the table, arms folded. “And yet Inferno plans to recreate their most dangerous invention.” “The bloodcraft,” I whispered. Silence deepened. Not fear but reverence. The kind reserved for things that should remain legend.

"You should have stayed buried in the frost-wastes. I’m going to take your head back to Natalia as a footstool." "I think not," Ivan murmured, lifting a hand. From behind him, four cloaked figures stepped forward, carrying heavy, iron-barreled weapons—relics of ancient Abyssal technology powered by unstable moon-gems. The barrels began to glow with a volatile, violet light, humming with an energy that made Vance’s Lycan instincts scream in warning.

Coincidentally, Paysu found himself in the room he was looking for, "This is it!" He forced himself to stand up slowly to destroy the seven devices that sends energy to the robotic bodies of the demons. A few months later, Sadrac and Dylan stole the everlasting mother diamond capable of supplying endless electricity. They need that diamond to give infinite energy to their bodies called biomechanical humanoids that are now sowing havoc Paysu forced himself to stand up even slowly to destroy the seven devices that send energy to the robotic bodies of the demons. But unfortunately, Ghanpin found him by following the drop of blood.

They had already raised their weapons to defend themselves. In an instant, a rain of blood splashed. The Subterranean Devil Army did not lack experts. Although most of them were Great Kings, there were still many experts at the Immortal Level. "As a small group of Fiends, how dare you cause trouble in the territory of my human race?" Someone roared furiously. This was an expert at the initial stage of the Earth Immortal Realm. With a raise of his hand, a fierce gust of wind blasted out, causing a few Subterranean Devils to be instantly annihilated.

But in the center of the chaos was Nevan. He was a blur of silver and shadow. He had discarded the pulse-rifle and was moving with a combat knife and a short-circuiting stun-baton. He wasn't just fighting; he was a butcher. Every time a soldier got close to the path leading to my door, Nevan was there—a terrifying, unstoppable force. His movements were jagged, fueled by the serum and a desperate, obsessive rage. But he was slowing. A massive device—a sleek, obsidian pillar—had been lowered into the center of the hangar. It was humming, a sound that made my teeth ache. The Null-Field.

Xavier happened to be invited as a VIP bidder. On the outside it was just an auction of ancient antiques and relics but everyone invited knew all that was a decoy as the real bidding will be done on the dark web where the real item was being sold.. It was the RT345 also known as the dark eyes... It's a technology very dangerous in the wrong hands and also deadly in the right hands... It's a device capable of shutting down every single thing that's using electricity including automobiles and so much more.. It was something Xavier created... This auction was something he arranged to fish out someone...

“I take that as a yes.” He nods. “Fucking finally; we have a shoo-in. The witches have informed me that there is a tool to destroy a demon; it’s called the Nephilim Dagger and will literally kill any supernatural creature in existence. Even a God.” He says, the grin all but gone from his face. My eyes widen at this. “Where the fuck are we going to get one of those? It’s not like they sell it at your friendly Smithers around the corner,” I ask.

The devilish smile on his face said more than any words could. Eric laughed from behind, regaining his composure. “You didn’t think I was powerful enough to pull this off alone, did you?” Kira’s grip tightened on her gun. “So this is a partnership?” “A temporary alignment of interests.” Alessandro corrected. Kira took a step forward, her body fully shielding Rebecca. “You should give this up. The council now knows your real motive and there’s nothing you can do about it. Coming out here is very unwise of you.”

Adrian watched her closely. Do I scare her in anyway?? He asked himself I will never harm you, all I want is for you and the baby to be safe. He said and exit the room ********* CALEB’S DISCOVERY BACK TO GRAYSON Caleb returned an hour later. “We have someone,” he whispered. Grayson looked up sharply. “Who?” “One of Adrian’s junior staff. A driver. Fresh. Untrained in loyalty. Someone Michael probably hasn’t vetted well.” Grayson stood. “Where is he?”

—bone-and-iron automatons that moved with a jerky, terrifying precision. "They're targeting the twins' resonance!" Runa screamed, her daggers carving through the iron-marrow of a sentinel. In the center of the necropolis lay the Engine of Souls. It was a massive, rotating sphere of liquid-silver light—the captured spirits of our people. The sphere was held in place by four "Entropy-Anchors" made of the same starlight-iron as our Spire. "BREAK THE ANCHORS!" I roared. But as I lunged for the first anchor, Chronos-Prime appeared before me. He didn't use a blade; he used a Memory-Lance. He drove the weapon into my chest, not to kill me, but to show me the weight of the thousand years of the grav