Not Today Devil Novels & Stories

"Give me a chance to expla-" "Sorry," Blake Turner's cold voice reverberated in the hall. "Starting from today, The Spades is an enemy of The Devils. And as the leader of The Devils, I won't tolerate my enemy standing in front of me so fearlessly." "Mr Turner, do you even know who you are trying to stand against?" Mr Calypso growled, clenching his fists, unable to stand the disrespect.

Inner Devil: ‘No… No! This can’t be happening! Lord, have mercy on me and my sanity! This is a Category 10 Drought in the Land of Naughtiness. I just saw a cactus cry! Charlie hasn’t had action in three hundred years! We are all drier than expired instant noodles!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Technically, it’s been just about three weeks, and no—we’re fallen angels. The Lord will not hear us.’

"It is said that the race of Peacocks keeps mostly to the south. Are you setting your sights upon these parts as well?" "You misunderstand me, friend. I'm only here because of the tales I've been hearing about this human they call the Devil. A man of most described as brutal and high-handed. They say he's here, at the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy here in faraway northwest, hence I have come to meet him." He finished and turned to Yan Wushuang, "Are you him? The infamous Devil?" "I'm afraid you're mistaken, Master Kong," remarked the Zombie chieftain, "He's not the Devil. The Devil has been missing for three years. No one knows where in which Heaven-forsaken corner of the world he is now."

Chapter 3 Today for the sake of god don't temper him,well it's your best regard if you don't do that any day but Today is different . Today he swore that he will let no blood touch his hand . Today the Devil has a lash on his neck . Only today ... And if you dare so, you will be having something much worse coming the next day ,the Devil promises you that. For the first time in his life he has thanked the God for bringing him a day like this . It is the day when he met a little innocent baby whom he wanted nothing but to remove from the world that soon became his world.

"Today, the position of emperor of the Abyss of Holy Devil is destined to be changed. The future master of the Abyss of Holy Demon is the royal uncle, not the Lich!" "Lich, your era is coming to an end. In the future, only Royal Uncle will be respected in the Abyss of Holy Devil!" "Those who surrender now may survive, or they will be killed without exception!" Many devil cultivators that belonged to Imperial Uncle roared with the sixteen generals. Their auras were like rainbows.

They’d had this conversation before. “Where’s David?” Emily asked, changing the subject. Jenna turned left, and then right, ohh over there, Jenna pointed across the pool. “Right there. Getting us more towels like the angel he is.” “Must be nice.” “It is.” Emily looked down at her wine glass. She hated feeling like this. Hated that she even had to complain about her own boyfriend on her birthday weekend. But Marco made it so easy to feel unimportant. Footsteps approached from behind. Emily didn’t turn around, but she heard him before she saw him.

“Yes?” “Follow me," she said brusquely. "We're running behind schedule. The Senior Vice President will be meeting with you now. Mr. Moretti is not holding entry-level interviews today." I heaved a sigh of relief. That’s good, because I definitely did not need to be in the same room as the company’s CEO. Luca Moretti, billionaire extraordinaire and masterminded business tycoon. ‘I didn’t know him. Never had met him.’ Or at least, that was what I told myself every time I caught his image on the cover of a magazine.

“Maybe victory just takes time to sink in.” Dominic finally sat down again. “That’s usually how it works.” She closed her eyes briefly. “Good.” “Why?” “Because I’m too tired to celebrate today.” Dominic chuckled softly. “That’s acceptable.” Outside, the sun slowly began its descent toward evening. And for the first time since the battle at the terminal, The world felt just a little calmer.

DOOM’S POV My shoulder still throbbed like a bastard, but I refused to let it show. I swapped my usual suits for a simple black shirt and a pair of tailored shorts, unbuttoned just enough to tease. It was warm tonight, and Sally liked casual Doom, something about seeing the devil without armor made her smile, maybe because it made her feel closer. The dining room lights were dimmed low, casting a golden warmth across the mahogany table. Candlelight flickered beside the fine china, and soft instrumental jazz hummed from the walls. I had told the staff to stay far away, tonight was ours.

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]