Primal Fear Devil Novels & Stories

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

"How could the devil have used them before they realized it." "I'm listening." Alex uttered in a cold tone, which made them all shiver in fear once again. His deadly stare, cold aura and even the coldness exuding from his body was making them tremble and shiver in fear ,they could only hope and pray that he would spare them this time around. If a person actually entered and saw their present situation,the first thing that will pass through the person mind is none other than the devil with his two dark, sharped pointed horns scaring his captives.

Though not as bulky as the Hulk beside me, I could see the lean and powerful muscles beneath his clothes, ensuring an aesthetic nature while also maximising sreneth over bulk. "Miss, Gina?" he called, pulling me out my reverie. "Are you okay?" "Um, yeah," I nodded. "Thank you for having me, Mr Devon Fenrir." "You can simply call me Devon," he smiled charmingly. I did my best to ignore that warm smile and his easy-going nature and remind myself that this was the face of the monster who has been making the lives of my family a living hell for a while now. "I would like to get straight to the point if you would allow me?" I said once I sat down.

"We. Are. Doomed. The devil has come for us." Angelica had heard him name the devil a few times now. "Father, the devil has always been here." She told him. He leaned back, shaking his head, "but have you ever seen him?" He asked. Angelica looked into his fearful eyes. "I have," he whispered. "I saw him. He is...frightening, but he doesn't scare me. No, no." He shook his head and moved his forefinger side to side. "I will eliminate him. I won't let evil rule us."

If he dared to act in any way, the one would be battered. You know, from Regi's beating just now it still hurts a lot. For that he will not do something without good judgment. "Watch out if you dare to mess around," said Regi sharply. The same as his gaze which seemed to be skinning Deny. Sadistic, yes that's what happened at that time. really very scary. Suddenly at that moment the hair on Deny's neck stood up. If only Regi was a kind, friendly person and of course she didn't have the strength, Deny had already finished him off.

She took a deep breath, “ A few years ago, the Devil took over. He is more ruthless than his father was. People fear breathing the wrong way in front of him.” “Devil?” Zarmeenay asked, shocked. “Hazik Sheraazi. I have heard that he enjoys inflicting pain on his victims, people beg for death being under his investigation. Even though he is really handsome, I’d never wish to see him.” Razia shivered.

"You-You need to run! That's a Devil , Nat- the Devil." She finally seemed to realize that there was someone close behind her and she whirled around to face him again. He knew the picture he made standing there over her. Demon eyes glowing through the smoke and twisted black metal armor covering much of his body. His crowned helmet sported horns that curled up and back making him appear taller and infinitely more terrifying. He didn't really need armor, but he wore it anyway for occasions such as this. He enjoyed the way her throat bobbed as she tried to swallow past her own fear. She held up her trembling blade against him and his head tilted as he smiled down at her.

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

I quickly looked down and shut my eyes in fear. All of a sudden, I felt a soft grip on my chin. Zachary slowly lifted my chin with his index finger. I looked at him in fear and nervousness but he smiled and stared at me softly. “You think I am a beast, don’t you? You have been told that we Devils are vicious scourges with no heart. We love to kill and find immense pleasure in others’ pain. We love to torture poor and innocent people. You’ll find it funny and hard to believe how can such barbarous demons fell in love with Angels against whom we only have a feeling of rancor. Isn’t it Moon Princess?“, he said, his voice was deep.

Angelina had never seen anything that scary in her life. "I had previously thought that you were the devil's incarnate. Turns out I was wrong. Dead wrong. You're worse than the devil himself, Devilina. Because you're a bitch. A filthy, disgusting, cheap bitch. A bitch eager to sink her clawing fangs into any willing magnate. A bitch who's constantly in heat twenty four hours a day for seven days, as long as there are dicks with deep, loaded pockets around."