Komik The Devil Novels & Stories

The vampire was looking at the devil as if to a psychopath " well let's see how much more cuter my dear daughter can get" says the devil and got his wings out and started flying toward Celea

he declared. I stopped walking… and breathing. “How? I didn’t even give you the tittle of my story…” “A criminal novel, “Inside the Devil’s Mind”, by Anako… Not too creative nickname. Guessing on your reaction I was right, it is your story.” He got closer to me and looked straight into my eyes. “I like the main character, that Troy… You could say we have few things in common,” he used his usual, devilish smirk. I took a deep breath and tried to remain calm but it was impossible, my face was already turning red.

he said loudly. In Ha smiled lazily. "I'm not God and you're not a devil who was cast out just for making one mistake, right? We're both only humans. Who can remember and hold grudges. Even if I forgive you, I won't want to go back with you." "What?"

The sound she heard just now was the sound of these underground devils spreading their wings. Looking at the tall, thin, and extremely sinister underground devils, Camille Montgomery recalled what her teacher had said to her in her mind. "The underground devils, based on the difference between the deities they worshipped, are also divided into many races. However, generally speaking, one could judge the level of the devils based on their body and appearance. The lowest-level devil people grew into all kinds of strange forms of wild animals, such as the sixteen-legged spiders and the monsters with dog heads and ape bodies.

As if everything just beginning to be so funny as it seemed? “Raj, the last of the list Alpha of the Alarkin World,” the Devil said so low and slowly, yet it came with strange effect that numbed Raj scalped. Chills goes down his spine, mouth hung open and eyes widened. Especially when the Devil added, “I never thought you were able to reject your mate once, then there's a foolishness of yours to think she will never be a part of the plan. The long search...just the step closer of the bloody end!” Raj felt something was amass, his forehead crest in confussion yet his grudge only deepened. This Devil have never been learned his lesson, and was only trying to make him confuse.

It was a pleasure to watch him in his deadliest state, just as it was frightening and torturous. "You thought I wouldn't find out that you found her? Look at you, you are intimidated by me, admit it." Cassien teased, clearly extracting heaps of pleasure from seeing the Devil riled up. "You are delusional if you think you stand a chance, brother." The Devil hissed sibilantly and my mind was left in disarray. The Devil has a brother! I have an uncle! And he is just as hot as the Devil and has a perplexing, strange fascination with me as well.

He seemed to enjoy my bold spirit. “Vile? Is that what you think of me princess?” he asked, his eyes showing a flash of interest as if he actually cared what I thought of him. “Well you are literally the devil. The king of hell and source of all evil in the world. Why should I think differently?” I said glaring at him.

"Our lead singer, Miles, talked us into trying to sell our souls to the devil at the crossroad. I thought it was all a bunch of nonsense. Afterward, the song 'Mistress' hit big and Miles got killed onstage one night. His mic shorted out and electrocuted him. That should never have happened. I realized it wasn't an accident. The devil's contract said that he would collect when we peaked in fame, so I quit after Miles died. Walked away, bought this place with my earnings and the money from the lawsuit we won against the microphone maker." She was unsure what to make of his answer. Was he speaking metaphorically? Slowly she formed words through her confusion. "Devil? So — mafia devil?" He chuck

I asked him. Salvatore sighed. He does that whenever someone finds it hard to understand? “You are in the best spot for this. I have trained you well, and best still, you have the nerve to attract any kind of person, including him.” I scoffed. “He will kill me before I get to him.” I said. That was obviously true. The feared Dante, leader of the Mafia and a popularly known Mafia Lord was bound to shatter me into pieces and have me killed. I had heard about him, and what he did to people. There had been nothing nice from those stories.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.