Ink Devotion Novels & Stories

' 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…'

When Seva stood up for Chase, a warning bell rang inside Ophelia. Could Seva be interested in Chase? Seva was stubborn and arrogant. Why would she defend a disciple who was new to the sect? Ophelia took a deep breath. Seva was such a thick-skinned b*tch. Ophelia decided to teach her a lesson. While Chase was playing the recording for everyone, he observed all of their expressions. He was now enlightened in nine Orders of the Path, and there was a weapon of the Order of the Path known as the Nether Deity Bead inside his sea of consciousness. His mind and soul had been greatly strengthened, and he could multitask with his mind with no problems at all.

I pulled the blanket closer to me and curled up on the windowsill, turning my back to the window and the world. Chapter One Six months later “Eve,” my sister’s voice was nagging me from somewhere. “Wake up.” I refused to open my eyes. Oblivion during sleep was better; it was the only time I got some reprieve. Sometimes I dreamt they were still with me. It was the only time I didn’t feel complete desperation. “Eve, that’s enough!” she begged. “I can’t bear this anymore. You have to snap out of it! Open your eyes or I’m calling the ambulance.”

Arnold took a deep breath and shook his head. “No number of prayers will call him in front of your eyes because he lies in the hearts of his favorites, his worshippers, and his pupil,” Arnold mumbled as he shifted and settled behind her. Pulling the cloak open from the front, he pulls her frozen frame to his chest and covers them both with thick black fabric. Valentina relaxed in his embrace and closed her eyes.

“You’re a fool to walk alone.” She stepped out fully, robes of twilight blue, long silver braids down her back, and eyes like split opal. Vestra Valen, High Priestess of the Hollow Flame Coven. Janine’s heart clenched. She hadn’t seen Vestra since the night her father’s body was burned in secret, his ashes scattered in the valley behind their home. “You should have stayed hidden,” Vestra said, voice soft but cold. “He has already marked you.” Janine squared her shoulders. “He didn’t force me.”

(Legion POV) I decide to meet Davian at the Flame dinner on 58th and 9th avenue in Manhattan. It’s not too far from Levi live but still a good distance for me to travel. I heard a lot of good things about this place from friends, like them having pretty good food. I get there to see that he was already there and pretty much has been here for a while waiting for me. He sat at a table close to the door, with his food already on the table. He wore a plain black button up shirt, and black rip jeans. His long dirty blonde hair was tied back to reveal that he had some ear buds in. Wearing dark sunglasses as he stares into his phone making everyone around him think he’s not paying attention to what