Infernal Devices Novels & Stories

Lyono warned. “Paralyses?” Flint was amazed. “How were you able to achieve that?” “With this,” Lyono replied showing him the device. “Wow!” he exclaimed as he tried to touch it. “Please let me see.” “No!” Lyono withdrew the device. “This is not a toy. It is dangerous to us werewolves. It was created for our destruction by the federal government in the world of the originals.” “Wow!” Flint exclaimed. Meanwhile, May was helping Modi to get dressed and ready for their race back to the Western aisles. they were set and ready to leave; so they came out to where the priest still lay down unable to move. They paused to taunt him as he lay helpless on the ground.

Inside was a single object, bound in a frost-coated bark, etched with the golden spiral. It pulsed once in his hand and then went still. And the cathedral listened. Kieran opened the book and read out loud: “Those who read this book have already been damned. When you pass through those doors of how you so crave, it shall be your demise in the true self of you. For you shall see it, the thing that is everything.” Kieran gulped as he carried on reading.

They didn't carry rifles; their right forearms were heavy, pneumatic pile-drivers that hummed with a low-frequency vibration capable of liquefying a wolf’s internal organs with a single strike. "Unauthorized asset detection," the lead construct announced, its voice synthesized through a high-fidelity speaker that rattled the glass panels of the transit platform. "Serial number #3, Zora Vane. You are currently operating under a secondary liquidation decree. Stand down and present the infant for structural reclamation." Dante let out a low, concussive rumble from the depths of his mutated lungs, his great front paws tearing deep grooves into the reinforced concrete of the plaza. The violet fir

Kieran… the pup… he’s getting weaker… Panic and fury explode inside me. I grab Darius by the throat and slam him into a collapsing pillar. But as the dust clears, I see the true horror. The secondary device isn’t in the chamber. It is buried deep beneath the ruins, and it has just begun its final sequence. The entire ground shakes violently—cracks, like a spiderweb, across the floor. A new, darker pulse erupts upward, straight toward Sienna’s location. Her scream tears through the bond like a blade.

But then, the barrier shivered. A low, guttural mechanical groan began to vibrate through the floor. The Stalkers stepped aside as a new figure entered the chamber. It was a massive, mobile platform—the Nullifier. It wasn't a weapon of force, but a device of extraction. It emitted a dark, sickly violet pulse that tore through the ambient light of the room. The golden glow of our shield began to bleed. "Dominic," I gasped, the air suddenly growing thin and cold. I looked down at our daughter. The light in her eyes was dimming, her tiny chest heaving as the device began to siphon the very essence of the barrier.

The digital realm of the Ark-Devourer was a sensory deprivation chamber built of infinite, blinding white light and cascading streams of violet data. In the center of this sterile infinity, the Prime Architect sat on a throne of woven fiber-optics, his hollow eyes locking onto Scarlett. "A soul projection," the Architect’s voice echoed, devoid of inflection but heavy with ancient arrogance. "A crude, outdated algorithm. You think you can infect my mainframe with spiritual superstition, Anomaly?"

Inside was a device unlike anything Sophia had ever seen a massive, humming machine, pulsing with energy. Adrian’s eyes gleamed. “You think you can stop me? This is only the beginning. This device… it amplifies my control, my influence, my power. And you… you are the final catalyst.” Sophia’s stomach twisted. “What… what does it do?” Luke’s jaw tightened. “Whatever it is… we need to destroy it. Now.” Adrian’s smirk widened. “Try. I dare you.” The chamber shook violently as the machine powered up. Sparks flew, alarms blared, and the walls vibrated with energy. Sophia and Luke stood together, backs to each other, facing Adrian and the overwhelming machinery.

They were being crushed by the atmospheric pressure of the silver light. ​I looked at the black device Thorne had left in the clinic. It was sitting on a stone pedestal near the fountain now, its red light blinking like a mocking eye. It was a direct line to the man holding the leash. I walked toward it, my boots clicking sharply against the obsidian flecked pavement. I did not pick it up. Instead, I hovered my hand over it and let the Sovereign resonance swirl around the plastic casing. I spoke into the air, knowing the device would carry my voice to the Director. I told him he was creating a planetary scale pressure cooker. I warned him that the Eighth Peak would become the epicenter of a

This malevolence, known as the Infernal Nexus, fed on the despair and suffering of lost souls, fueling the eternal torment that trapped them. It was this Nexus that Belial had tapped into, granting her immense power over the serpents. Armed with this knowledge, Edna devised a daring plan. She would venture into the heart of the Infernal Nexus itself, facing the ultimate embodiment of evil. She descended into the abyss, navigating treacherous terrain and battling grotesque monstrosities that guarded the Nexus. At last, Edna stood before the pulsating core of the Infernal Nexus, its dark energy swirling in a maelstrom of anguish. Drawing upon her indomitable will, she stepped forward, defying