Scary Devils Novels & Stories

“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.

“Tell me, Sorah. Was it the red-haired I told you about? Where did you see them?” I zone out for a moment, numbly staring at the scowl on Devon’s face. For sure I can see his stench disdain towards Vampires in general, and towards Andreas in particular. It’s a passion, an obsessive hatred he harbors towards that lone Vampire that sets his orbs alight with black fire. “R-red long hair…crimson glowing eyes…” The words air out my stiff lips and Devon’s eyes go wide with shock before he switches into a cold chuckle. He leaves my shoulders and shares a knowing smirk with Yasha before quickly speaking to someone behind him I didn’t notice until now.

The loud music and the smoke around here along with men having glasses in their hands and drooling over the strippers dancing on the pole give an absolute nefarious aura to this place. You guys must be wondering who am I ? so let me break the ice to you. I am Christopher Harris, another name for the devil you can say. I work in a mafia gang called Cobra which is run by Richard Scott. Richard has been running this business for the past 25 years. but now he wants to loosen up the burden from his shoulders by handing over it to someone capable of managing it as responsibly as he did. he has only one daughter, Sophia whom he doesn't want to be involved in this profession. he loves her very much.

LAZZARO That girl. The way she stitched me, the way she looked at me while at it was fucking sexy. I had almost lost control, and it took everything within me to hold back. I never force my way with women. I might be a devil, but I wasn’t that monstrous.

he asks. I open my mouth to say that Jose should take him so I can control the situation here once the cops come out, but the voice that erupts from my throat isn’t my own. It’s that laugh, that terrible, grating fucking laugh. The demon’s laugh. Jose’s eyes widen in horror at the sound. Several of the men around me flinch away. Even Terry’s scream cuts out. I clamp my mouth shut, but the damage is already done. Silence rings around us for a moment before the fear on the foreman’s face sours to disgust.

"I've always thought fallen angels are like you and me, the fallen ones, of course, because the angels of light, I believe, are spirits. If the fallen ones are on Earth, why wouldn't they be human like us? Obviously, they have some powers." "You know what, Mark? That's okay, it's just as you say," the teacher cut him off from speaking further, although Mark seemed about to say something else, but then the bell rang. I breathed a sigh of relief. However, as I packed my things into my bag, I kept pondering the same question Mark had asked. Are those demons like us? Thinking about it, I felt my skin crawl. So, I dismissed the thought. As I walked out into the hallway, I bumped into Alessa and K

Swearing and calling us devils, just makes me smile. “We’re devils, so you should be aware, that devils never stop. Never quit, and don’t burn in the inferno we just walk through it, now speak.” My words taunt him and he nods, he looks like he might puke, or pass out, either isn’t good. “They are using Daisy.” “We know that already!” Calix’s anger grows and the knife swings removing another finger. Ryan screams again, trying to break free, it’s a useless attempt to escape, my restraints aren’t toys.

The devils growled furiously, remembering how they were locked up in Tartarus by Riven. "Now the time has come to be free from this damned place!",Hades continued. "With the blood of the Tribrid, we shall be free from this realm. And we shall wreck havoc on the supernatural realm. We shall spread chaos over the world and wipe out every creature off the face of the earth!" There was a terrible roar and the earth shook tremendously from the power radiating from the devils. Hades slit the palms of the six devils and mixed the black blood with Layla's blood.

Everyone's shocked is priceless as he entered the grand entrance of Darkspot, bowed in fear as they realized who it was walking in confindence and authority to the company he will surely own someday. “Those people,” he added with silent curse in his breath, “who knows what inside their head?” he must really be careful more than he used to. Now that the engagement he have to a Soner is still the talk of the town, everyone still not get over with their doubt. How they feel bad for a poor Soner to marry a devil? “The devil,” Whispered from the people inside the close door who don't know their place. “How can we enthrusted the Darkspot to an anti-social freak?”