Infernal Devices Novels & Stories

It dripped from his hands, pooled at his feet, leaving a stark reminder of the brutality he had unleashed. ‎Matteo and Lucien stood frozen, their eyes wide as they took in the sight of Kane—his expression cold and emotionless, a stark contrast to the man they had known. The air around them thickened with tension, and Matteo felt a chill run down his spine. He had always been known as the unleashed beast, but in this moment, he realized that Kane was the true devil. The fear that had once been an abstract concept now gripped him with icy fingers.

From the darkness below, a figure emerged—a being of pure shadow and flame, its eyes glowing with a malevolent light. I gasped, my blood running cold. “What is that?” Darius’s smile was cruel as he watched my reaction. “This, Sera, is our ultimate weapon. A creature forged from the darkest depths of the Abyss, bound to the Apocalypse Key. It’s a being of immense power, beyond anything you or your precious artifact could hope to control.” I stared at the creature, my mind reeling. It was like nothing I had ever seen—its form constantly shifting, flames licking at its shadowy body as it moved with an unnatural grace.

The door behind them seemed to have been ignited, burning into 18 huge torches. In an instant, thousands of demonic lights poured down. The entire plane was about to explode and sink. "Kill me?" Caspian sneered, his eyes shining. "Let me show you the real..." He spread out his left palm and held the chakram that appeared in his left palm with his right index and middle fingers. A dense aura that came from the Infernal Realm suddenly came out. "The Gate of Netherworld!" Caspian’s right arm pulled fiercely. Splash!

They functioned around him. Like he was part of the system. No. Like he was the system. We stepped into a wide open space, and that’s when I saw them. Cars. Rows and rows of them. Not just cars. Machines that looked like they had no business being touched by ordinary people. Black. Sleek. Silent. Even standing still, they looked like they moved faster than anything I’d ever known. “This is insane,” I muttered under my breath before I could stop myself. Gideon heard.

And while they completely overwhelmed the devastator’s power system inside, the thick layer of nanites voraciously ate through the chitin outside. It was clear that the Einherjar’s devastator was far from done, and kept on throwing mortars at it even after it started seeing the exoframe. Many who were paying attention on the battlefield watched with horror as Thanatos literally flooded its enemy with dozens and dozens of ravenous mortars. The Imperial devastator shuddered and shivered as it was struck over and over again by Thanatos’ unrelenting barrage. It began to list and fall as its internal systems were chewed out and emptied at a frightening pace.

We had them. POV: Maya I found the largest device in the East Wing. Sophisticated. Military grade. Designed to collapse the entire structure and kill everyone inside. My enhanced senses let me see the wiring in detail. The Mother Below's blessing gave me the knowledge to understand what I was looking at. But knowledge and execution were different things. I had ninety seconds before the timer reached zero. My hands moved faster than human perception could track. Pulling wires. Bypassing circuits. Disabling fail-safes designed to prevent exactly what I was doing.

The enmity between the hydra and other creatures stretched back millennia, long before his rebellion. Xerxes had always believed that if any species were to uncover the secret of his people's night of weakness and breach their defenses, it would be those cunning creatures. Certainly not humans. “Traitorous animals.” He cursed under his breath. “ Sire? " Thinking that his master was talking to him, Kaeden, who was a few steps behind him, answered with a not too sure tone. “ Not you " Xerxes hissed, increasing his strides, for he could feel the restlessness of his demons.

A sigil marked its surface, signifying that it had been crafted by a sigilmaker—enchanted for a particular purpose. The guard clamped the device around Aktaeon’s thigh, just above the knee of his uninjured leg. It snapped shut with brutal precision, and Aktaeon grunted as the lethal teeth sank deep into his flesh. Araheen could see blood starting to drip. Her father turned his head slightly. “Do you know what this device is?” he asked, his fingers idly tracing the griffin hilt of the sword propped against the armrest. Theobald began to speak, “It’s an Iron Maw, Fa—”

The device, once a symbol of Genevieve’s hidden power, was now exposed for all to see. "This device," Davina continued, her voice filled with a quiet authority, "was not a security prototype. It is a frequency emitter, designed to destabilize Wisteria’s entire power grid and digital infrastructure. It is a tool for total chaos, Lady Beaumont. A tool you intended to use to bring this city to its knees, all to facilitate your hostile takeover of the Mack Group." A gasp went through the crowd. The media cameras zoomed in on the device, then on Genevieve’s rapidly paling face.

But I was not going to correct Julian's version because it was more useful and also because under the table Darion had found my hand and was holding it in that quiet way that meant he was proud of me and was not going to say it out loud in a room full of people and I needed a moment to manage what that did to my ability to think clearly. "The other three," I said. "Tell me what they are planning. Specifically." Helene's expression shifted. "They have a device," she said. "Built over seven years. It disrupts supernatural energy at a concentrated level. Not lethal on its own but combined with the right compound it—" She stopped. "It was designed specifically for you. For what you are. It inter