Tell That Devil Novels & Stories

He said, “This was so much better than I imagined it would be.” Freya, “…” Inner Devil: ‘Girl, I told you so! That thrust had rehearsal energy!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘The Eiffel Tower is somewhere clapping. Respect.’ Inner Devil: ‘Now imagine the next round. But in a bed. With a headboard.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Or don’t imagine. Just do.’ Inner Devil: ‘Can we do balcony next, please?’ Inner Devil 2: 'Girl, if you get pregnant after this, I'm telling you, your child will be proud!'

"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.

He wasn't a savior; he was just a different breed of demon. "I guess it is settled then," Kaelen’s voice echoed through the hall, thick with the arrogant satisfaction of a man who had just won the lottery. Mael screamed louder. The sound was so intense my ears started ringing. Every time I looked at Kaelen, a terrifying, violent swing between pain and hatred seized my chest. Right now, there was no pain left. Just hatred. Pure, unadulterated, violent hatred. And my son seemed to feel it too, his cries amplifying the moment Kaelen spoke.

“Perhaps I am.” He grins and finishes his drink. “Good. You will last longer than I expected.” Then he departs, whistling a tune that echoes down the hall. I cannot tell whether it is an expression of admiration or of warning. I wait several moments before exhaling. The room feels colder now that it is empty. Luca steps forward. “Do you think it will work?” “It will work,” I reply. “People like this cannot help themselves. Greed and fear always compel them to speak.”

After a long moment, he stammered, "Y-you… you're a messenger of the Devil! Brothers and sisters, this one represents the Devil! Attack! We must kill this messenger—or the Devil will find us and kill us all!" He had always controlled people with his Devil theory. Hearing him speak now, the crowd stiffened, their eyes burning with murderous intent again. Ray smiled faintly. "Wrong… wrong… wrong. I am not the Devil's messenger. I am the Devil."

It's up to that lunatic. Devil, maybe that looks good too. "Go ahead and you just bother me. Remember tomorrow you can't be late otherwise you really have to kiss me on the cheek." Regi smiled disparagingly. Then not long after he answered the person's words. "In your dream, Mr. Gerand Yosefa. Excuse me," said Regi, who immediately stepped out of the room without noticing anything else. Asked Regi realizing that Gerand was smiling mysteriously again. It seemed like he had found something nice to do. Next target.

God, help me, please! "The devil is stepping in and my death is nearly approaching !!" ~ Esha Varnav ~

she cut him off before he could even get further " Oh really ?? , Who is this man ?, I might compete with him for you " " AND YOU WILL BE DEAD IN SECONDS " " Who is he ?? " " THE DEVIL , you know the ruthless assassin . I will tell him you challenged him " grinning evilly " Nope , I never challenged him . I withdraw my words . This conversation never happened . Please don't tell him , " trembling in fear because he had heard how the devil handles his victims. " I am really sorry ...."

I tried to tell her but it was too late as the devil pulled her hair and said with gritted teeth, "Do you have any idea whose baby you had aborted huh?" The woman hissed in pain, she seemed confused and tried to talk with the devil and make him understand what she did was necessary to save me and the relation between him and me, she was trying to convince him because they both are in human form and she was treating them like humans but soon she will be going to see the real self of them. The devil laughed listening to her wise advice with a long explanation, he then looked at his friend, "Make her suffer." He said and then threw her at the foot of his friend.