Innocent Devil Novels & Stories

He meant it operationally and personally, and the overlap was the truth. “Noted,” I said gently. A perimeter ping pulsed, not breach, not delivery, presence. Unregistered pedestrian lingering across from the outer shell for nineteen minutes. That crossed curiosity into intent. “Show me,” I said. Feed zoomed. Male. Early thirties. No comms gear signature. No visible weapon. Just… standing. Watching windows like someone reading a building’s mood. “Helix field psychologist,” Dominic said immediately. “From a camera silhouette?” I asked.

LEVITICUS DRAKOVIC RHODES. And the devil fell from the sky, tainting the hearts of men and the souls of the pure. What a crock of bullshit but I tell you, every man, every woman in this little town of joy thinks it. I am the devil. My brothers and I are the devils. We dare their sons to jump off the ledge, we tempt their daughters to do ‘bad things’, we bribe the sheriff to look the other way and we have the mayor on our payroll jumping as high as we can ask him to.

How dare they let their voice reach outside the room? “You both have guts to talk sh*t behind my back, hm?” he coldly said, ignoring the shock as if a dirt in their faces. He smiled, not reaching his eyes, a warning to their inappropriate display in a sacred golden room, “You're ignorance to even secured the place for damn talk-shit is what's make you both a powerless. Bare in mind, you're not the devil here, it's me!” He looked at the young man, a very man of Denever who immediately recover from shock.

I gnashed my teeth and bit down hard on his palm, but he didn't even flinch. “I’ll have you know,” he continued, his voice laced with mocking amusement, “that you won’t be able to defend yourself if you scream and someone bursts in to find you with a man, especially on your very own bed.” He waited, his grip firm on my mouth, until he was sure I wouldn’t scream before slowly removing his hand. He knew, with a sickening certainty, that I wouldn’t dare cause a scene. I had done nothing wrong, and I absolutely refused to be subjected to the injustice of his presence. This realization fueled my anger to a boiling point. The name ‘devil’ truly suited him. He was as sinful and as cunning as Lucife

“Because I decide when you get to fall apart… and today, you don’t.” She sank back against the seat, sulking in silence, the sharp ache between her thighs making her bite her lip. In that moment, the thought that had haunted her since meeting him: Is Lucian worse than the devil? vanished entirely. Because now she knew the truth. The devil might tempt. But Lucian Devlin denied. ---- Serena POV

It's not like I can't, it's more like I don't want to let her go. I don't know why but I want her to stay with me a little longer. I have never believed in love at first sight. Hell! I never believed in love at all. but there is something in her that makes me feel the need to keep her with me. she seems an angel to me. and at the same time, I am the ruthless Devil known by the world. her world is completely different from mine. she is innocent and I am cruel. she is kind-hearted and I am cold-hearted. she is a beautiful rose and I am worse than a thorn. I guess I want to ruin her innocence. I want to bring her to my world. this devil needs an angel and for me, she is the one. with that in my

LAZZARO That girl. The way she stitched me, the way she looked at me while at it was fucking sexy. I had almost lost control, and it took everything within me to hold back. I never force my way with women. I might be a devil, but I wasn’t that monstrous.

The man was a Fallen Devil! A Fallen Devil was a Cultivator who had been infected by Devil Qi, or had strayed into the Devil's Practice for some reason. He would possess the strengths of both an Immortal and a Devil.

It didn't end well for him as the story progressed. The Pink Devil- The Pink Devil is one of the main antagonist of this story. She is the evil version of Jennifer. She could possess Jennifer at anytime she feels like it and follows her wherever she goes. The Pink Devil is in her mirror, nightmares, when she has Sleep Paralysis, and does what Jennifer is afraid to do. She loves sex and BDSM; she only punishes men who treat women wrong. But it's revealed that The Pink Devil is a personification of Jennifer's father, who was abusive and tormented her. Anytime she thinks about her father, The Pink Devil appears.

“Tell me about Innocent. What is he planning?” “Yeah. Innocent really believes his own hype. He wants to rid the world of evil. Not just supernatural beings, but the cabal and any humans who don’t believe in his God…unbelievers he calls them. He plans on bringing back the Middle Ages and purifying the earth.” “Is that why you killed the witch children? Were you ridding the world of their evil?”