The Devil's Doll Novels & Stories

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.

But I don't care at all because this war must end soon and we will emerge victorious and then the devil will lose in a very embarrassing way. And finally it happened that a husband and wife came and the figures of the king and queen of the devil were wearing all black clothes with all black makeup on their faces, even the aura all over their bodies also liked black and of course this is something that can be imagined at all. In fact, I felt really, really shocked and I felt really dizzy seeing all this. I don't know at all and I don't understand at all if the figure of Lilian in the devil queen's clothes is so inappropriate, I'm sure that God has sent Lilian to be the worst figure that has e

I greeted. “I'm happy you could come. And just like I have promised you, my daughter is here, and she agreed to be your wife.” the girl behind him stepped out into the light, her hair cascading down her neck. She had a grim look on her face. “She has been looking forward to this day.” Don Noel said. The girl fiddled with her hands. She looked everywhere but me. I chuckled; what game was he trying to play now? A man with a tray passed by us, and the girl quickly grabbed a glass of vodka. People mined around loud music resounding.

He stood in the doorway, sleeves rolled to his elbows, shirt open at the collar. He looked infuriatingly calm. Ronan Blackwood I've been too shocked to recognise him last night but now - fuck! Ronan Blackwood the rumoured devil. I had no idea if I should scream or just laugh because how the hell did I end up with the devil himself? “You had no right,” I said, my voice low, hard. “I saved your life.” he responded calmly. “You took it.” I marched toward him, heat burning through my chest. “You didn’t ask. You didn’t give me a choice. You just—scooped me up like I was some damsel who needed a knight.”

In a dimly lit room, tension hung heavy in the air as a trembling old man faced a mysterious figure. Fear etched deep lines on his weathered face as he mustered the courage to ask, "Who... are you?" With an air of chilling confidence, the enigmatic presence responded, "Calm down, old man. I'm not here to end your life. Allow me to introduce myself—I am Emine, the Devil Queen." She perched herself on the edge of the bed, toying mischievously with an object in her hands.

“She is here. I love you so much and I will do anything to protect you. I will leave the hall now and I need you to hold these beads. Can you do that?” “You want to leave your beads with me?” “Yes, she can never touch you while you are holding them. No one will be able to touch them. Promise me Neal.” “If you say so then I will hold them safe for you. Be careful, okay.” “I will be, don’t worry. Just keep an eye on your father.” “So, who exactly is the devil?” “You will see her. She wears the face of a sheep but she is a cunning and ruthless wolf,” Talia said and stood up.

‘But…what are Mirror Devils? When she saw the confused looks on Darryl and the others’ faces, she bit her lips and continued, “Mirror Devils are unusual. They’re really evil and like to transform into stone steles. The surface of the stone steles will be as smooth as a mirror. Once someone approaches and looks into the mirror, the Mirror Devil will transform into that person. So, your sister and friend were ambushed by these Mirror Devils.” Quincy and the others looked at Darryl, feeling ashamed of themselves.

He asked, seethed. The woman nodded with difficulty, she tried to open her mouth but except for air, nothing came. The devil smirked at me, "This is what happens Ella when someone hurts me deeply," He said staring into my eyes and then inserted his hand inside her pu**y, as she opened her eyes wide startled by his actions. She shouted in pain and fear but it was too late as the devil pulled her womb out of her body with cruelty. BOOM

His eyes glowed angrily, beneath the forced calmness. "But her eyes--" "I didn't say I didn't have it before, I only said it isn't with me anymore " he stated, obviously playing on my intelligence like he always did. "Hence, she does have our eyes because she's bound to me." The way he used 'our' was very unsettling and didn't bode well with me. "So Belinda made a deal with you? And she got her soul back? How?" This was interesting. "Once upon a time, years ago," the Devil started, theatrically, even waving his hands about for dramatic effects. "Belinda Johnson summoned me and decided to trade her soul for a wish, which I so generously gave." He paused.

There's a distinct way that the devil uses to call her child, each one's different from the other, sometimes she calls them by giving a secret message on a portion of restaurant food, or have a paper airplane fly over you, the most brutal was when she sent a voodoo doll with pins on its forehead and a picture of the person she wanted to summon. She's always creatively dangerous, and Misha tried to distance herself from her. As far as she knows, she handpicked those she wanted to be her children, and without any objection or what from her chosen, they'll become her children. As far as she knows, there are only four of them: Blanche, Astolfo, Justice, and Serpent. She hasn't met Justice and Se