Scary Devils Novels & Stories

My eyes swirled. Valentine's lips captured mine, pushing back the puke trying to reel out of my mouth. "Eat Daredevil. You need it to get strength,” He moaned in my mouth. He fed me. I ate a little and couldn't eat more. His hands snaked to my back. I felt my zipper running down. The hair at the back of my neck rose at its ends.

Aston’s POV I backed away slowly as I was surrounded by Devils. My heart gave a painful squeeze seeing them marking me. They seemed to come out of nowhere filling up the tavern. Some of them were heavily scarred. Their tattoos, the devil as a pied pier, was branded on different parts of their bodies. This was my first time seeing them up close, and I won’t even lie, it was terrifying. They usually just rode through town on their travels. The mayor had been real strict against them forming roots in this town but now, here they were.

Three black SUVs rolled into the terminal parking lot. Elara sighed heavily. “Of course.” The vehicles stopped abruptly. Doors opened. Men poured out. Armed. Organized. Not like the chaotic factions that had been fighting earlier. These men moved with purpose. Dominic leaned closer to the screen. “Different group.” “How can you tell?” “They’re not shooting at each other.” Elara frowned. “That’s already an improvement.” Dominic tapped another key. The camera shifted to another angle as the men entered the terminal. They moved quickly through the ruined entrance hall, stepping over debris and abandoned weapons.

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

she asked inquisitively. “Devils Night is our favorite night of the year, a night of mischief. It started in Detroit but has spread so far beyond all of that. It is a night to celebrate being young and free, a night to have a little fun. I don’t see anything wrong with that.” she was hanging on my every word. It was all true but there was another reason for the name. Devil’s night was also Synestra’s birthday. “One final question, what do you think about the protests and people saying you somehow brainwash your fans with your music?” she asked and I could tell she thought this was a hard hitting question. I decided to have a little fun with her.

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

I heard the devils voice "And who are you" "The devil" "The devil" he said, everybody turned towards him, I did too, the look he has right now Scares me to the core, I have never seen him this angry, though he appears calm But you can see the fury in his eyes "Are you trying to teach me my job" Choke barked, the devil said nothing, that's more frightening He is not yet in his uniform, he is wearing a red T-shirt and black trousers, looking total badass.

“She’s bluffing! Liam, don’t let her keep spinning these stories. She’s dangerous. You should break her hands and feet and exile her from the pack like the traitor she is—!” “Shut your mouth,” Natalie said. “You think I’m bluffing?” She turned to the crowd. “Everyone knows Devils have a dark aura. They carry a unique odor. It’s why they were able to identify that it was a Devil who took Ned. And that scent... doesn’t just vanish. Anyone who has close contact with a Devil—like embracing them, say—will be infected.” She walked slowly toward the table beside the guards, picking up a small clear bottle of water from her jacket.

“Well, Max, he is scared. He is very scared!” Max felt extremely down when he returned to class. She traced the scent, but when she reached the empty hallway, the scent suddenly vanished. She wondered why the Devil was scared. Devil is never afraid; rather, they are afraid of Devil because she knows what happens if he unleashes his full powers. He was capable of killing thousands of people, including werewolves. The full moon would appear today, meaning that many things would be out in the woods. There are also so many rogues ready to attack.

Caspian's body suddenly gave off a thunderous sound. This loud noise shook a large number of the Extraterritorial Devils who were charging at him to death. Caspian immediately brandished his Fiend Slaying Spear and shattered the thousands of Extraterritorial Devils. Demonic flames swirled about. They swept out, and all of the Demonic Cores and true spirits were collected. None of the venerables survived. They used the magical power of the Sky Devil. They were either fierce or violent like the claws of the Sky Devil, with a ghost head devouring the sun, or turned into seductive beauties, tempting others.