The Devil On Campus Novels & Stories

‎ ‎Omerta: a codename for 'silence' or not to tattletale an organization's secretive works. ‎ ‎Now, what did Devin College have anything to do with it? ‎ ‎"You know Anthony Devin? The Vice Chancellor?" Sarah glanced at me before staring off into space. "I knew him personally. Grumpy looking, lanky fellow, but very intelligent. From a rich family too. They founded the college." She let out an amused chuckle. "He was the only boy among six girls." Then she paused, "we were close. He grew distant, wouldn't want anything to do with me and eventually, he cut me off.

Its funny how he was just standing there relaxed , sitting on his high horse watching unbothered as his loyal subjects dragged me to his hell . But I know there was nothing unbothered him , he was tempting me once again . I swear , if the devil ever made a deal , he doesn't even need to speak . His black eyes filled with the sheer indifference in them , spilling the demons out of his eyes was more than enough to entice or terrorize his victim . Depraved he called him , I didn't understand it then .After all he was everyone's golden boy . With excellent grades . Infamous Quarterback

A man who had bought me at an auction and called me a ward and told me not to settle into his house. I brought myself back to reality. He was not human. He was not kind. He was not safe. Whatever I thought I saw in his eyes, whatever warmth I imagined in the way he looked at me, it was not real. He was a devil. And devils did not love. They only possessed. The drive back to Vercelli was silent. He sat across from me in the car. His hands were still bloody. Dried now, cracking on his knuckles. His shirt was torn. There was a cut on his forehead that he had not noticed. Blood had dried in a line from his brow to his jaw.

Even after I was determined to forget, he keeps popping into my head at random times. Why was it so goddamn hard to hate a man? I grew up thinking the devil had horns, how wrong I was. He was devastatingly handsome and wore a tailor-made suit and tie. The devil in disguise sent to wreak havoc on my life. The air grew tense and goosebumps crawled on my skin. Something was wrong, I glanced away from my notebook where I was drawing a horrible sketch of the devil with horns to the front of the class. Whispers flew around, the dean of the faculty was speaking to Mr Simon with a grim expression. Something wasn't right, and I knew it in my bones. The Dean showing up in class could never mean a good

he said with a note of finality. 'One time is enough to make you all mine for entity' The devil inclined his head in response, but he didn’t verbally answer. He snapped his fingers again, and Win jeans and button-down disappeared, only to be replaced with a semi-sheer bit of fabric that was artfully draped around his hips and chest. “Wow,” Win said, thoroughly unimpressed. “You really are into this. You are really kinky Adom, seriously” "I am my angel, don't you know we devil's are kinky when it's come to sex" Adom answer him with chuck and Win roll his eyes.

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,

“A favor. That 's it. I don’t have anything in mind, yet. But when I do, I’ll call for you, you’ll answer me. No matter what. Otherwise, the deal is broken and you’ll get back to this shithole.” Mia breathed heavily. A favor? Get out of there? “Are you the Devil?” she asked. She still remembered some of the things her mother had told her. Mia shook her head, avoiding thinking too deeply about her mother. “Who cares? Does it matter?” “It does! I don’t want no deal with the Devil!” “You’re too picky, for someone who is about to become a worker in a brothel. Not only you, but your little doll of a sister.”

“So you agree, Maggie?” “How can you not? I’m by no means religious, nor do I pretend to be, but I’m not blind to the world. If there is a God, a greater good, then there must be a devil and a greater evil to balance it out. The greater evil is in the people sitting on both death row and a park bench. If there is a hell, it’s most definitely empty. Ask anyone who has been unfortunate enough to come into contact with one of those people and has demons of their own left over. They’ll tell you that the devils are here disguised as one of us.” “So you’re saying you could be sitting among devils and not know it?” Her eyebrow raised and she paused in her pacing.

It was as though his emotions are about to burst out, he couldn't keep them under control. "Why don't you just let go? I can't love you, bunny... I don't know how to love, can't you see? I kill for fun, and I hurt people for pleasure. I consume the human heart for food and blood for wine. Can't you see how dark I am? How can I bare you stained a pure soul like you? " Cannon didn't know what to do. " N-not everyone is perfect, not all is good," she said, " it's better to love and live with the devil you know than the angel you don't know"

"Offer a man power, and he shall do anything for you. But even though I love to chat, it is time for the next show." I listen in horror as he starts to recite the ancient words of a spell I know that is not in the Seven Spells. This man is clearly trying to take a shortcut, though now is not the time for me to worry about how stupid he truly is. The voices of the witches screech over the howls of the wolves. The Demons start to scatter around as I watch in horror as the ground beneath them begins to open. The Devils Trap, a spell that consumes the earth and everything above it, the process has started and will not stop until all in the stadium has been sucked in. This will go wrong; this spe