Novel & Cerita The Desolations Of Devil's Acre

the man spoke placing his hand on the hip as he directed his words at Dylan Parker who stood there with his eyes wide open. "No wonder he's called Hades" Those comments and whispers made the man smirk in victory. Amara just kept staring at the sudden arrival of the man dressed in clothes which were smeared with blood all over. Even though she's too shocked to watch the scene in front of her, she didn't fail to note the name of the devil who's still smirking with a gun in his hand. HADES OF THE MAFIA WORLD, DAMIAN KNIGHT!

No Way! But you know what they say about the devil being the most deceptive creature that ever liveth? The devil knows how to make a person nurture a thought and then bloom it. The devil already knew that Ace’s colleagues had succeeded in planting a thought in his mind so the best thing that could be done by the devil was to magnify that thought.

* thunder* it started heavily raining the full moon was shining in all her splendor Celea put her fingertips on both sides of his head and her thumbs on his forehead " Let's end our misery father shall we?" Celea gave him a smile and looked up there was golden light coming out off her eyes and mouth the light was so strong it went to the sky soon enough the same light came out of the devil's eyes and mouth, the golden light than changed colors from gold to silvery white first on Celea than on the devil the light than covered their body's till they were no more, where their bodys once stood, stood now a beautiful tree, the tree was white with glitter it's branches falling down to the ground

I felt a protective barrier enveloping me; my skin didn’t burn, and I remained on my knees in the mud, holding Claire, while Jayden and beta Nickolas remained trapped in the muck with the unconscious twins. The devil clapped his hands, and Ruth's shrieks echoed, piercing the air. "No! I'm burning! Help me!" she cried. Her screams escalated as she burned, until she vanished into thin air. "Bohahaha! Oh no, Ruth dear, no one touches what belongs to me." he laughed in his deep, devilish voice. The ground settled back into mud, but sunlight streamed down upon us. The twins stirred and awoke. The devil rushed to Annabella's side.

Feral Camp Devil's Forest In the depths of the devil's forest, in the small clearing stood a large but low, beetle-browed cabin. Its ancient and ramshackle walls stood in an almost unrecognizable way; it was a dirty, six-foot, artificial stern cabin.

Their eyes burned with unwavering determination, fixed intently on the fleeing Devils. With each landing, the ground trembled, the air vibrating with an otherworldly energy that seemed to weaken Belzebub and Asmo's dark powers. As they fled, the canyon itself appeared to turn against them. Rocks tumbled from the walls, blocking their path, and the wind howled with a mournful cry, as if the land itself was warning them of their impending doom. The Devils stumbled, their footing unsure, their dark energies faltering in the face of the Transcendants' relentless pursuit.

She ran away and left her alone in the hands of this demon. She looked at Eric who had a devilish smile on his face, then stared down at her stomach. ‘Maybe you were meant to be a mafia after all.’

Her mother hadn’t died in a car crash. She’d been sacrificed. Her mother hadn’t died in a car crash. She’d been sacrificed. And Dante Moretti—the Devil himself—had been the one she bargained with. “Why are you telling me this now?” she whispered. “Because you need to decide, Seraphina.” He stepped closer again, eyes locked on hers. “This world is cracking. The barrier between what is and what was is thinning. War is coming. Not just between crime families. But between realms.”

Mia couldn't believe she was staring at the devil. She couldn't fathom how he was there in the first place. In second place, there was a very rich and powerful man bleeding to death on the restroom pathway of a vessel filled up with the ultra wealthy, and upper echelons of society. This was something straight out of a horror movie. “What the fuck, Luca?!” Her eyes doubled when she heard Lev’s voice. And as it moved, she saw him standing behind the devil, his mouth wide open in shock.

A strange gleam flickered in the Sheikh's eyes as he spoke, his deep voice breaking the silence: Shams al-Duhur: In a small town, there once lived a sect of corrupt humans who gathered the innocent and slaughtered them as sacrifices to demons. But the demons betrayed them, killing each one and leaving no bodies behind. Their blood filled a vast pit beneath this very town—a pit dug by the devil himself, which became a lake of human blood, fed daily by the endless violence of wars and accidents. From this curse, Malik was born. The devil claimed to be a soldier on Earth and sent him to fill that lake with blood without end. No human being can stop him or uncover his true nature.