La Puerta Del Diablo Novels & Stories

She left and then I drifted off. The last day was slow, the doctor was supposed to come in the morning at 10 am and it felt like forever. I slipped in and out of sleep and still he hadn't shown. "Where is this doctor?" I asked impatiently. "Ibims mama", Daa said and chuckled. "He should be here very soon now". "That's what you and Mommy have been saying since". The door finally opened centuries later and Dr. Balewa entered, his perfume filling the room instantly.

He clenched his fist and stepped a little closer towards the boulder, his booted feet making a depression on the black sand. The Encyclopedia of Demons or popularly known as the Dictionnaire Infernal is the book Marcus had found in the Vatican Archives that talked about the demon with blue and violet flames. It may not have given a fitting picture of what the hellish entity looked like, but it was able to provide enough information for him to use.

The whole time anger boiled through him at her having the guts to sneak away from his bed like he was a common nightstand. As the car pulled to a stop, Diego climbed down and made his way to the apartment that belonged to Estella. He rang the doorbell and waited for her to pull the door open with a smile. And for the smile to die off before he spoke. “Get dressed, we’re leaving,” he said. “Mr. El Diablo, w-what are you doing here? How did you find me here?” Fear was written all over her face and he could see the visible tremble of her limbs.

Dom swallowed and motioned for the hounds to enter the portal. "Run, please!" Demetria screamed. Kerry noticed the first hellhound running to jump into the portal, and he shifted, meeting it on his way down. The impact of them hitting the ground shook, and Demetria felt it in her soul. Jane’s gaze met Demetria, and she smiled at her before shifting. If Jane was scared, she didn't show it. The portal began to close after the last one landed, and a fight was the last glimpse Demetria saw before Dom closed the portal.

NOTE: Entrapped By The Devil is Book 2 in "THE PERAZZO" series. It can be read as standalone but will have spoilers from Book 1 (KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA). * * * [25 YEARS AGO] . . . “Spare us, please! We didn’t do anything. Quel ragazzo mente! Mente tra i denti. We didn’t do anything. Let us go, please, sir, andiamo a casa!”

Then another. The flames were greedy, swallowing wood, steel, and Serrano’s empire one beam at a time. Explosions crackled inside the structures as fuel drums ruptured, glass shattered, and the night sky bloomed with fire. By the time Serrano’s men would arrive, Pier 9 would already be reduced to skeletons—blackened ribs against the ocean. Elias exhaled smoke through his nose, watching the destruction unfold with the calm of a man who had learned to love ruin. “Consider your veins cut, Serrano,” he muttered into the smoke. “Bleed for us.”

"Hi, welcome to Cris Cafe what can I get for you?" "I'll like a cup of cappuccino and an apple pie," the lady said with an attitude, I wasn't in the mood to say anything so I just made her coffee and handed her pie to you. "Hey bitch" Mario my best friend said to me "Have you heard the news?" he continued "What news?" "That Walker enterprise is open for submission of applications as a personal assistant, I think you should submit one, I have the hope that you'll be called for an interview "

It looked so familiar. 'I'm sure I saw this carriage somewhere before, but I don't seem to remember' She shut her eyes to recollect her memories but she couldn't lay her fingers on where she had seen the carriage. The door suddenly opened and her eyes were widely opened the moment she saw her perpetrators, glaring down at her. How did they know she's in here? How did they find out? As they neared her, a man who was gambling moved over to sit beside her. "Hello there, pretty...what's your name?"

Uniformly, they marched into the tower in one swarm and awaited the next order. And at that same moment, Peter found a second door and clicked it open, "My my…" He did not need to announce it to them before his friends and the General rushed through it to the other side. And with speed of a fox, Monica shut it and fit the lock into place. They seemed to arrive at a hallway that curved its way out of their sight. On both walls, fire torches hung from their stands to provide a thrilling mysterious sensation to the place. "Let's split," The Duke ordered.

I was scared, i had no idea what this man could do to me and the fact that is face wasn’t giving any hint even scared me more. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the door swung open, and Romero emerged. He shot me a lingering, piercing glance, his dark eyes a mix of anger and suspicion, before he reluctantly departed, the door clicking shut behind him. Romero wanted to hear my verdict, and if anything, I was grateful that he wasn’t letting him stay.