Not Today Satan Meme Novels & Stories

I had been peering down at another message from my unknown messenger when Satan had ripped the phone out of my hand, then staring at its screen, he'd snarled, "Are you fucking kidding me? Are you really this dumb? What the hell are you thinking?" Now, I gazed at him, speechless. A frown drew my eyebrows down, and I shook my head. What the hell is he going on about? I couldn't help thinking. Finally, I shrugged. "Thinking? They're freaking messages. No big deal. So, what's there to think about?" Satan raised his head, his face riddled in shock. "Oh my God, you are that dumb!" "Excuse me?" I hissed. "YOU ARE D-U-M-B—dumb!" he snarled. "This…" his actions as he pointed toward my phone's screen

And without further much a do, he began with the introduction of his demon lord. “Hailing from the side of the revered demon kings, we have King Satanel or also known as Satan in other regions of the demon realm,” he loudly uttered and there was a bliss in his voice as he mentioned the name of his respected demon lord. That name… it’s enough to inflict fear in my whole system. Cold sweats started to form on my forehead not because of the temperature of the surrounding but because of the agony within me.

The frozen nights were close. "Hey, Satan," I inquired with interest, "Isn't your realm supposed to be like... Hell? Like, really hot? Why does it feel like it's going to freeze tonight?" Adrian let out a full blown blasting laugh. Sam slowly let me down, and we both turned to Adrian, who slapped his knee hard. "What?" I asked, dumbfounded. Adrian shook his head, still laughing. "I fucking love humans." "No. That's something humans made up in their fantasies." Sam answered me with narrowed eyes at his brother.

One week later “C’mon, Zee… just one drink over at Satan’s. Pretty please, sweet cheeks? Hell, I’ll even spring for it, seeing as it’s payday today and all.” Saint grinned at Zoe, his sky-blue eyes dancing and almost angelic under that tangle of blond hair – but the man was no angel, and definitely no saint. Zoe had been working with him for going on a month now, and he had real, actual groupies. Long-legged, curvy-hipped, large-breasted, heavily-made-up, drop-dead-stunning groupies. They blew up his cell phone most days with texts, and he had a different one meeting him over at Satan’s most nights.

Satanika said. "What text?" "I believe it went like. Don't think Thomas was the last. I'm coming for all of you. I'll continue my wrath till my vengeance is complete and perfect. See you soon Ben." She said as she used her fingers to pick a beef from her plate. "You're insane!" "I prefer to call myself sanely abnormal." Satanika responded as Ben stood up. "Leaving so soon. Don't you want to see Monica?" Satanika asked making Ben widen his eyes in shock.

It was the end of the next day and I was stood at my locker, getting books out so I could do some studying at home tonight. I don't have any tests or anything coming up; I just like to be ahead of things. Maybe I am a nerd. "Hey, Satan." Ugh. I close my locker and turn around to face him. "What do you want," I say. "Oh, Satan. Seems like you're getting moodier and moodier. Did you get enough sleep last night? Is your flow getting heavier?"

“Like you’re about to conquer the construction industry at six in the morning.” I glanced down at myself. Blazer. Structured pants. Heels. Silence. Mia slowly lowered her mug. “Isa.” “What?” “It’s Saturday.” I stared at her. She stared back. The realization hit me like a delayed slap. “…You’re joking.” She held up her phone and turned the screen toward me. Calendar. Bold letters. SATURDAY. My shoulders dropped. “You have got to be kidding me.” Mia started laughing. “You even did your hair.”

Not today. Maybe someday. But definitely not today.

Belphegor added and the intruder left " Wow, he really came all the way here to announce his plan to you, he sure is ambitious, with a lot of free time on his hands" Commented Celea after witnessing…well she is also not really sure what she had witnessed Sathanas sighted " He is one of the fallen " Mammon the twin was now talking " Let me guess he wants the throne " Celea said sarcasticly " No, I think he just wants us to be friends " Mammon replied with the same amused, sarcastic tone as Celea

“Prepare me Sathe…if you don’t, I won’t be able to take something as big as your c*ck.” |-_-| /-_-\ |-_-|