Sunset Devils Novels & Stories

"I need to ask something." I look around and find only the two of us in the hall with no sign of Harley or Mom. Rose pushes me to sit on the single-seater while she sits on the other, facing me with an evil look in her eyes. She keeps smiling and it makes me suspicious enough to keep a straight face. Rose asking me for something never ends well — for me. "What happened?" "The Devils are hosting a concert at the Margarita Club at Silver Lake. I want to go." My lips purse at her request. The Devils are a band of four extremely rowdy boys in their early twenties who are gaining popularity among youngsters with their heinous songs and concerts which they host mostly at cheap bars.

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.

(Adelaide) Adelaide stared at Thane with open contempt. He didn’t even glance at her. She wondered if that was deliberate—if ignoring her would make it easier later, when people spoke of her in the past tense. “Tradition speaks,” he continued. “The Devil will appear when the moon crests silver at its highest point. He will take form from shadow and flame. He will call forth the hunt.” A tremor rippled through the girls to her left. Someone whimpered quietly.

Nevertheless, despite the fact that everything seemed normal on the surface, I was unable to shake the feeling that something was odd no matter how hard I tried to relax. The evening could not have been any better, and it was rounded off with a magnificent sunset that painted the sky in shades of orange and pink. We enjoyed a pleasant and restful supper at a seaside restaurant that featured an open-air setting. In the background, we could hear the soothing sound of the waves crashing, which added to the whole experience.

However, he had just taken in too much from the power of Heavenly Punishment, and now his ability was falling short of his wishes. "Block them!" In an instant, a few hundred people came out again, they summoned their golden flying swords and slashed at the feet of the devil ride. The devil ride soared and suddenly spewed a black devil flame from its mouth. Those who came in contact with the devil flame were burned to charcoal before they could even scream. The few wardens behind watched in shock as they said, "This devil ride is a fourth-order beast soul..." The warden in purple said: "We can't allow this devil to escape today, or there'll be endless troubles. I will chase after him, you lot

Taking a shaky, shallow breath, I followed Devlin towards the heavy velvet curtains that separated the dimly lit backstage shadows from the bright, leering eyes of the waiting audience. "Ladies and gentlemen!" Roy's booming voice, amplified by the club's powerful sound system, reverberated through the backstage area. "Tonight, the Devil's Club is proud to present a very special debut! A vision of ethereal beauty, a whisper of moonlight in the darkness... a creature of mystery and allure! Give a roaring Devil's Club welcome to Angel!"

--- (Aurora) The next morning, I woke to the buzzing of my phone. Squinting against the morning sun, I glanced at the caller ID and saw Don Julio’s name glowing on the screen. A faint smile touched my lips as I answered. "La Bonita, how are you? I hope I didn’t wake you?" His voice was like a warm breeze. "Good morning, Godfather," I said, my voice still heavy with sleep. "No, you didn’t wake me. I was just heading to the balcony for my yoga session."

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

The Russians have done things far worse than we have. Especially Semion aka the devil. He has no weakness, is very intelligent, and has brutal skills on the field. The stories I've heard of him are incredible. He might be the most feared man in the underworld but that inspires me more to be far worse than him. The Italians have studied his moves carefully. Knowing what his witnesses destroyed him but for the past century, we haven't found anything until last month. His precious daughter. He's done a great job hiding his daughter from us but now that she's soon to reach her 20s and searching for a husband. This is our opportunity to take him down.

Hazel then looks at Sunny and says, "This is a card of big changes, transformation, and, yes, sadly, endings. " Hazel then tells Sunny it’s time to take another card from the spread. So, Sunny reaches for a middle card and slides it out. Hazel flips the card over, and it’s the devil's card. The illustration on this card depicts a large devil sitting above two naked captives. Sunny assumes for herself that the people on the card are slaves because of the shackles that are fastened to them. ___ Hazel looks over at Sunny and says, "There is some kind of negativity in your life. “