Stories Of Devil Novels & Stories

It all began when the devil was first sent out of the heavens. He had wandered on earth in loneliness until he found a human woman who loved and accepted him the way he was. She was bonded to him, and she hoped that he'd turn away from his evil ways, but it wasn't easy to get the devil to turn a new leaf. He went on with his deceitful behavior, and the woman left him when she couldn't take it anymore. She eloped with a human male, but she discovered that she was pregnant with the devil's son. She tried everything to terminate the pregnancy, but it didn't work out well for her, and when she finally had the baby, she threw him into the forest, hoping he'd die there. But, the devil found his so

Melissa's eyes lit up as she said her last sentence “Don't worry, they are not bad people. There is even a kind-hearted devil who has lived 1000 years and knows many things in this world. Duh, even though she is hundreds of times older than my grandmother, her face is still very beautiful and perfect. Ah, looks like I have to ask what skincare brand she uses ... Hana didn't listen to Melissa's next chatter at all. Her mind only focus on the one word that Melissa had said. "De ... Devil?" She asked in a low voice. "Huh?" Melissa stopped her babbling "Do you say something, Han?" Hana looked at Melissa closely "You mean, the real devil?" Asked Hana to which Melissa answered with a nod of her he

not like some devil who teases me always thinking about devil here he comes I thought he will shout on her strangely he supported her later he praised her for coffee woah what exactly happening to this devil hey God did you listened to my prayers after all these years thank you god for showing a way for me atleast now this devil changes ♡SRISTE POV♡ I got ready early but due to mari we all became late whatever we reached to office by that time he didn't arrived yet I went to top floor one girl said he asked me to wait in his cabin I'm waiting for him by that time only I seen a fish I'm talking to it when I seen they're behind another man also with him the girl who sent me inside was lying th

He looked at the young man, a very man of Denever who immediately recover from shock. “So the devil-” he gritted his teeth when he realize the glare coming from the woman who lecture him earlier. He laughed like a madman and stood highly, forgetting the reason of why he even here this moment. “Spotlight never failed to be reliable as ever,” he said, narrating a damn thing. “You, for sure has decide to show that despicable horns of yours, Coplete.”

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.

“Someone who forgot I don’t play nice.” “What the hell is this place?” He finally turned his head. “A front. They sell cars on paper, but that’s not what’s really happening here.” “And what’s really happening?” “Debt. Power. Trades.” My chest tightened. “People?” “Sometimes.” I stared at him, trying to read between the calmness on his face. He didn’t look proud of it. But he wasn’t ashamed either. “I don’t want to be part of this,” I said quietly.

His words only made Nora run faster as she cried invisible tears. God! Why couldn’t she just stop getting herself into trouble with the devil? The end…

He turns the stairs wondering if Christian will run down to sit beside his now awake sister but after a few seconds he reclines more to the thought that he might be sleeping. He turns to them again and then nods to acknowledge Laurel as she gulps, nodding back…soft but acknowledging. He opts to sit beside Gabriel, now facing the family with a questionary eye. The devil and the healer. Feels like judgment day. “Hi, Laurel, do you know who I am?” he leans forward after getting a reassuring nod from Gabriel. Laurel nods.

And someone new has entered the game. I folded the page once, slow. “Il Burattinaio… the Puppeteer.” Luca nodded. “Old ghost. Older than Rosetti. Men like him don’t come out of hiding unless they’re planning something big.” A shift in the underworld. A new hierarchy forming. My father’s death created a vacuum — and vacuums invite vultures. “Anything else?” I asked. Luca hesitated, scratching his jaw the way he does when he hates what he’s about to say.

If the devil herself was shaken, and her minions looked like death, what the fuck was he a mere mortal going to do with the facts? Cass walked in a half hour later, showered, dressed in a pair of jeans, a white button-up shirt, the sleeves rolled up, and looking way better than when she'd left him. "I'm sorry I left the way I did." "No problem, just tell me what the fuck is going on." "Pedro, do you have the names?" "Yes, the bastards went to a bar and bragged about what they did. One of ours was there and contacted me. Too easy if you tell me, I think they were told to be caught, force you into action."