Novel & Cerita The Devil's Chair

She pointed at the chair next to the woman who smiled at me, and I didn't waste any time and started walking with heavy steps, afraid that she might shout at me again. When I arrived at the spot, I was confused and worried since there were two chairs that's available. "Umm-" "You can just sit next to me, the other chair is Kara's, the silly girl that got detention earlier." The nice looking girl uttered with a soft voice, and I did what she said and sat beside her. "So new student, are you really nineteen? If so, why are you short? Why do you look like a big baby? Why are you--"

In a few seconds, he was towering over me, pressing a finger on my lips to threaten me, " Sshh! Watch before you speak, Princepessa. I am not your prince charming anymore. I am the devil who is here to suck your soul. If I made you just my fuck body, what will the world call my child? An illegitimate one? In no way, I was going to allow it. Get on the bed and wait for me. I want your back to remember because I really don't wish to kiss your poisonous lips ever which fed me lies for years."

There was no superfluous furniture in the room, there was an ice bed that gave off cold air, probably because the Dark Devil wanted to quickly increase his strength, so he chose this extremely uncomfortable "cold bed" In addition, there is only one table, and one chair, not placed in the middle of the room like a normal person, but next to the window. The tables and chairs are all made of white jade, the strong and strong curves show the style of the Dark Devil, just the white color does not suit him very well. A Dark Demon who only likes black, choosing such a pure white table and chair set is hard for him to understand. He did not intend to leave, sitting alone by the window, staring blank

What made me quite surprised was his head and height. The devil in my imagination is an all-red or fiery figure with a shaved head and two small horns, and a huge and very tall man. However, this devil in front of me is not bald, but has long hair like genderuwo hair in usual. Even though he was still what I imagined, that is, he was blazing, but he was neither very tall nor very large. The devil's height and body size are roughly the same as basketball players. Reksa the devil tried to approach me one step, two steps; but that much I took a step back. There was a fear that I was holding on to and a feeling that I should not get anywhere near this one creature.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

Blue-scaled Eagle shrank its neck and said with fear, "My Lord, please forgive me. Chu the Devil is very cruel. I'm scared." Every time it was tens of thousands of meters away from Dream Hell Mountain, it didn't dare to get close. It was the territory of Chu the Devil. If Chu the Devil wanted to kill it, he could crush it with a little finger. No, he didn't even need to raise a finger. Even so, it had been discovered once. It was chased by Dream Hell Mountain for hundreds of kilometers and was scared out of its wits.

"You are quite feisty." Chaira don't know what is Hades talking about, but she did not think too much anymore as she took a step backward, warily looking at Hades who slowly smiled and took a step forward towards her. "Don't come over here!" Chaira shouted, a slight tremor hidden along with her words that was said in a loud voice. Hades stopped. Chaira really don't know if Hades would just follow what she wants, but seeing that Hades stopped on his footsteps, she breath a sigh of relief almost immediately, as she once again took a step backward, while still stubbornly asking the man she already concluded a devil in human disguise.

I follow him down to the office. I close the door behind me and take a seat in the old black leather lounge chair. “What’s up?” Devil asks after sitting down in his own chair, his fingers laced together and his posture slightly leaned forward. “Don’t you think this is too easy? Too simple?” Devil gives me a thoughtful look before nodding once. “I’ve been thinking the same thing. I just can’t figure out why the Riders would start this kind of shit with us. They know they can’t win. We’re a bigger club, we own more property, and we’ve lived side by side for years. Why now?”

My eyes stared out into the bright afternoon sunlight, watching with a racing mind as Stone walked calmly down the porch steps to meet the rival club. The new President of the Devils was a very tall, heavily scarred man with a dark, ugly tattoo of a bleeding devil stretching all the way across his thick neck. He sat casually on the leather seat of his custom chopper bike right at the very front of their tight riding formation, surrounded by ten of his enforcers. He looked absolutely furious, his eyes scanning our compound with a deep, burning hatred.

Then they slowly stood up 1 by 1! "Who are you?" The leader of the devil's asked in pain. This devil had two longhorns. He differed from the rest because of the horns. "Who?" Butt said. Then he widened his wings. "Ah!" The devils were taken aback! "G-God!" "A God!" "God!" "God!" "God!" The devils were taken aback! A God showed up! "We are sorry to God!" "God!" "God!" "God!"