Stories Of Devil Novels & Stories

He was just fifteen when she got pregnant and she twenty when he had already became a well trained assassin and killed at least up to fifty people since when he was nine. Lydia was an assassin too, even though he never really loved her and used her for sex, he knew she had loved him greatly. Being an assassin is a very huge job and had a lot of sacrifices. You had to show no emotions and feelings towards people; the scariest part he never got used to. Most serial killers never got used to was when you took a pure soul, it felt as if they could see their spirits. They couldn't even sleep without having to take drugs because some of them always haunted them in their sleeps.

"If you're not gonna shoot then drop the gun on the table and have a civilised conversation with me. If you're gonna shoot though, don't miss." She stared me at a loss for options. She seems to have shown all of her cards and was holding onto the last one she had in the deck. "I am not scared of you, master Devon Finrir!" She yelled. "Even if I die here, I'll at least take you with me." "Then shoot," he said as he calmly. "You need to understand that if you don't do it now, you might never get the chance to. I am a pretty hard man to kill, but I'm offering myself on a platter of gold."

"I don't know, whether it is real or just folklore. But in that book it tells about how the ancestors of The Fotia conquered the king diavolos whose power was so terrible," "How terrible?" "Its power can control all volcanoes in the world. It can certainly cause terrible destruction," "Impossible ..." Nathania swallowed hard, she couldn't imagine what if all the volcanoes in the world erupted simultaneously. "That means diavolos is cruel, huh?" "The devil is definitely cruel, but the more violent ones are humans who are willing to make a pact with them," "Why do humans make a pact with the devil?" "Of course to get many things, such as vast and fertile land, strength, wealth and power,"

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

That night she came to dinner wearing shorts, she looked so fucking sexy and I wanted to send every one of my men out of the dining room and fuck the shit out of her on the dining table but I quickly brushed the thought off because what the fuck. Watching her sleep so peacefully made my heart start beating differently, I didn’t even know that shit still works. In my ‘line of work’, people refer to me as The Devil and I love that nickname. My hand involuntarily reached out to tuck a strand of her hair but I stopped and got up when I heard Gio come in. Thank God he didn’t see that. “Oh, why is our princess sleeping on a couch?” Gio said “Don’t know, don’t care” I answered as I loosened my tie

"I keep my eyes on those I trust the most. Now tell me, where is the pen drive?" “I don't have the pen drive,” gasped the man, struggling to breathe. David sneered. “Oh, really? You're not very convincing, Parker.” With a swift motion, he punched the man in the face, causing blood to gush from his nose. Parker winced. “I swear, I don't have it,” he pleaded. David's eyes blazed with fury. “You think you can lie to me? I'm the Devil. Tell me where it is.”

Devil looks furious, but there’s pride and admiration in his eyes too. “Just a question, big bro,” I say. “Do you always let bitches speak for you, or were they lying about you not wanting me here? I’m guessing the latter, but hey, you never know.” I wipe the blood off my knuckles with my jeans and wait for his answer. “Bitches were lying. I never even talk to them. I just fuck ’em,” Devil says. He’s not looking at me, though... he’s eyeing the unconscious women on the floor.

Made me understood that father’s game was all over too. Then Madarashi put the dagger on the ground and calmly came and untied me. I was still conscious and unconscious at the same time. But this was the time I got to my senses and witnessed ‘The DEVIL’ for the first time. I looked at his face, he was insanely smiling and then burst into laughter. He looked like a freaking devil at that time. I really freaked out at that time. But suddenly he calmed down and said,

"There is also another version of this, It says that your family ancestor has gone to the devil to ask for the power and made a pact with the devil himself with his soul. He demanded power so the devil gave him the option of being a powerful man or having a powerful family for generations. He was greedy and asked for a long time of power. So the devil gave him what he asked for a strong mate who gave him the power he needed. And each of his family members got a stronger mate which elevated their family status to skies." when she finishes the second version of the story she lifts her head to look at Lisa only to find her sleeping like a baby. a small smile playing on her face. the scene bring

I heard the shower running and made my way there. “Can you believe that bastard?!” I almost shouted. Cara let out a scream as I barged in. I ignored her and sat on the toilet lid. “Could you at least knock?! What if I was shaving?” “Sorry. Back to my problem.” I said dismissively, and she poked her head out of the shower to look at me. “I talked to the Devil.” “What Devil?” “That Devil, Damiano.” “Ah. Why? Miss him?” She winked, but I only scowled.