Novel & Cerita Pride Is The Devil

My brows shoot up in confusion. Should have escaped… Is this from one of the previous occupants of the room? One of the girls that was bought like me? I continue reading. ‘‘They claim to be some s–” *‘You shouldn't hae stepped out of the car.’* My hands tighten around the paper. He's back. The Devil. “Not today.” I mutter to myself. And maybe to it, if it could even listen. Of course, it doesn't. It never does.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

So he inquired, “And what, Devil? And what about that? Is it truly possible for you to abandon me? You are a part of me; you are my exact opposite.” Titus prayed the Devil would not declare he would die. Titus was not prepared to die. He still has revenge. However, Devil’s statements astounded him. “If you are demoted and become an Omega, my strength will be too much for you to bear. The name “Alpha” is powerful on its own. You’ll lose me if you lose that title. And if you lose me, you’ll die!” * * * * * * * * * *

"Who told you they didn't enjoy it? Did they come crying to you? Did they cry to your father?" "they cried to the moon goddess and that was all that mattered. You couldn't see all the wrong you were doing which is actually a very shameful thing. You shouldn't be alive. You should be dead and answering for your deed on the moon. You should be very grateful that you are alive to see this day even though you don't deserve it. I can't believe you did all that. Never seen someone as evil as you. You could get a mate to be with or better still, concubines. At least everyone would get to know that you didn't force them and it's their choice of life. But no, you choose to ruin life. You killed kids.

Rico’s Pov I HATE YOU RICO” I heard Ashley yell And I hate you more “ I yelled back Just immediately a message popped up on my phone reminding me of a meeting that will be held tomorrow. The company is having meetings with all our investors and partners to our company . One of the company partners son is my rival. I don’t see him as a rival though because he is way below my standards but then again I hate his guy. Sometimes I wonder why the hell they choose to partner with my when we both hate each other. I drove down to my favorite bar to have a little bit of fresh air.the bartender brought my usual drink while they go get the ladies like always. Two slim ladies walked up to me dancing and

Chapter 73– CRINGE The sermon continued like a storm that refused to break. Pastor Wright’s voice boomed through the speakers, filling every corner of the church hall with righteous fire. “The devil is attacking our children! He is twisting love into lust, identity into abomination! Homosexuality is not a lifestyle — it is a spirit of perversion sent to destroy families, to corrupt the youth, to mock the sacred order God established!”

You do not just burn alone; you burn everyone who touches your flame. Pride is a relentless tyrant. It refuses to acknowledge that anything could ever exist above it, that any force greater than its own stubborn ego could prevail. And that very pride becomes a dense, choking darkness, tearing apart lives from the inside out, leaving nothing behind but scattered dust. ​The original arrangement had been simple: a divorce after just one month. Their contract had explicitly stated a marriage of merely thirty days.

The priests declared him a curse born of witchcraft, a blight sent to punish men for their pride. And so, they planned. In hidden chambers lit by oil lamps, generals traced maps with ink-stained fingers. Armies were raised. Spies crept into the forbidden forest. And upon their lips, a single command lingered like poison: tear the Horned King from his throne… and crush the golden dove who makes him human. ⸻ Unaware of the storm gathering beyond the trees, Daphne and Zerach’s bond only deepened.

She couldn’t shake the image of him by the fire, shadowed and distant, talking about freedom like it was a myth he once believed in but lost somewhere along the way. Maybe he wasn’t the devil, after all. Maybe he was just another prisoner in a gilded cage

I countered, and his evil grin widened. “As long as one can rule. It doesn't matter if one is an oppressive tyrant. What's there to have if not pride?” he challenged me with his words. “Peace. Love. Hope.” I emphasised every word, keeping my gaze on him. “Overrated. At the end of the day, it's power and your standing that matters. Weak people and dependent people are disgusting.” I knew he was mixing his personal life and experience with that of the devil. For me, he was no different, but it was interesting to see his perspective. He believed us to be below him. Power was all he sought, no matter the means.