Ink Devotion Novels & Stories

You?" Her voice was just above a whisper. He looked down at her, expressionless. "The vows," the priest handed each of them a piece of paper. Sinora looked at the paper in her hand, her eyes caught the words, "I promise to love and serve you forever. " she scoffed and used the paper to fan herself. What sort of joke was this? She looked around the empty church hall, before catching the Dark King's eyes again, but he wasn't looking at her. His eyes were fixated on the paper in his hands.

◇NO POV◇ srinithi wants to scream Don's name to say that she is near him only, she tried a lot to get free the plaster that is binded to her lips, she finally freed the plaster to her mouth and screamed "demon hubby" but the black powder smell is too strong as she took more breath to shout, she inhaled more black powder which made her to fell into unconscious state and the figurine was setted by fire don heard her voice and started searching for her but both damien and couldn't find her, don said "I feel that she is so near to us, I think she is in one of the figurine"

Lila jumped out and raced after him but he was too fast. Fortunately, they got to an end path where it was blocked and the stranger grinned. "F*ck!" He cussed as he covered his face with his hoodie. "Who are you, show yourself!" Lila demanded as she breath heavily due to her pace. "You got me!" The stranger muttered as he turned back making Lila brows furrowed. The voice is familiar. The stranger removed the hoodie from his face revealing.... Venom!!! ★ GODFATHER ALEJANDRO'S SUITE*

The petrichor smell in the air had always relaxed me but today it didn’t, I looked around the garden and everything was still the same the way it was yesterday night when I had fought with the devil and discovered my powers. I walked to the center of the garden and then taking a deep breath, I yelled loudly, “Hey devil, I am here, come over, show yourself.”Just as I finished speaking, I started counting in my heart. 1 2 3 BOOM And there he appeared in front of me, I wasn’t shocked because I had expected this from him. I stood firm, staring into his eyes coldly. He has turned into Oliver again. He stood in front of me and sneered loudly, “Wow… You seem to become quite talented now, huh, I was

"No, dumb-ass. I am not blaming you. Just at the least, don't be a fucking liability!" Van felt a hot surge in his blood, he was very annoyed at how rock-ribbed Luna is. Does she not understand what the probability of getting hurt is? Not everybody is as agile and strong as she is. What in the hell is her deal? He thought. Out of anger, he threw kick to the well. Minutes passed and Bagwis returned to the chapel. Van was still outside beside the well while Luna was sitting near the altar. The large statue of Jesus Christ was beheaded and everything was full of dust and crushed cement. It did look like a perfect place for a horror movie. In the dark and silent place, Bagwis' voice echoed.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

"You have somewhere in mind?" "I have three somewheres in mind actually." Teresa was already dialing. "Give me an hour." It took closer to two hours, but by the time she hung up the last call, she had a supplier out of Ipoh who could match the veining almost exactly, ship within two weeks, and come in under the original budget by enough to cover the delay penalty twice over. The site manager read the numbers over her shoulder and went quiet for a second. "Wow! You're really talented."

It’s calling for you…' Inner Devil: 'Take it, Charlie. Devour it. Fulfill your destiny!' Inner Devil 2: 'Look into the dick, Charlie… deeper… deeeeeper… you are completely under its spell…' Inner Devil: 'Take a bite. Just one. And then another… and another…'

"Is it scaring you?" "I don't want you to loose your innocence." I inhaled her divine scent. "Doesn't mean I can't enjoy the doom of my enemies..." She whispered on my lips. "I am here to take care of your enemies... You don't have to do your hands dirty." She is already in my dark world but I don't want her to get consumed by it. This darkness shouldn't dim her light. She gently placed her lips on mine, making me drink the wine from her mouth. Her lips moved like rhythm.

His eyes meet mine, and for a moment, neither of us moves. The voice on the other end of the line speaks. "Ken, are you okay?" Ken, short for Kendrick? My hands turn clammy. My head spins. He doesn't break eye contact. After what feels like forever, he responds. "Yes, I am. Call me when you get back." He ends the call. I collapse onto the floor, my veil slipping loose around my neck. Kendrick. The scar. The wheelchair. Kendrick Harrold is alive.