The Devil's Ring Novels & Stories

For her, the act was reserved for the Almighty God only. She tolerated kneeling for some reason, though, as long as it wasn’t long. “Before the modification, the ring is served to find a devil worshipper. The ring was a sacred relic that would purify anyone that was corrupted by the devil's power.” “Yup. It is a powerful relic, although it's still a prototype. I needed to work this up a few times so it will become perfect before it goes missing.” “Yes. Duke Sein deliberately stole a half-completed relic.”

“So we’re looking for a ring?” “Mm. I’ll recognise it when I see it.” I sounded confident, but I didn’t have a fucking clue whether I would be able to identify it or not. I only glimpsed the ring on the demon’s finger, but that was long enough for me to realise it was familiar. By the Moon Goddess’ grace, the Vault was well organised. There was a tiny section dedicated to demonic artefacts and amongst the shitload of whacky items, there was a Hellion ring. I picked it up and studied it.

As the heavy doors swung open with a loud creak, the scene inside the throne room made her blood turn to ice. In the middle of the room knelt a man whose body was already covered with blood. His clothes were torn and soaked red, and he was shaking violently from pain and fear. Standing in front of the broken man was the devil himself - King Malakar. He was holding a whip embedded with thorns, drops of blood still clinging to the cruel metal spikes. His dark hair fell across his forehead, and his clothes were splattered with crimson.

He killed people like a beast, he shows people he'll like a Satan. He is what we call a devil, a monster… Right now, he is in a ring, it looks like hell for those who are innocent. This place is a partner of night. At nighttime it becomes a purgatory, an inferno where blood sheds like a waterfall, where cries can be heard like melodies. Here the most famous one is DEVIL, a MONSTER. Currently, that devil was standing in front of his opponent and was looking at him with red eyes veins popping out he was angry.

“There is one more announcement.” He turned slightly. “Mr. Russell?” The hall quieted again as Devon stepped forward. “It seems my silence has made some people too comfortable.” His gaze swept across the room before landing on the same board members who had tried to force him out. Several people immediately lowered their heads. “I want to set things straight.” Devon reached into his pocket. Then took out a ring. Karina froze. Before she could react, he slid it onto her finger. Her eyes widened. What was he doing?

“Those pretty eyes can’t stop following Lisa. You’re thinking, ‘what kind of assholes would make someone in her condition work for them?’ Am I right?” “No, I was…” “Well, that is what happened when you think of messing with me. It didn’t take more than two bullets. Yours will be a worse fate if you dare me, I assure you,” the devil dropped before lifting his cup of coffee to his lips. He did it to her? Of course. The food in my mouth suddenly nauseated me, and I pushed it down with a forceful gulp of water. “Excuse me.” I shot up from my chair and left.

Maybe start planning my next escape for real this time. And then—he did something that caught me off guard. Ronan Blackwood, the Devil himself, squatted in front of me. Not stood. Not loomed. Squatted. Eye level. Holding two glasses of wine in his large hands. “What’s the problem?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it. I looked away. “I’m fine,” I muttered.

I wanted to forget everything, I wanted so much to get rid of the pain that I didn't care even If I sold my soul and body to the devil. I concentrated on my senses and felt a warm touch on my stomach, which reminded me of the devil. As I opened my eyes, I saw the devil lying next to me. Why did his touch feel so comfortable? The way he made me feel made me afraid. The sensation he gave my body. I disliked the idea of sex since I had never had the experience depicted in romance novels or films. That was a pleasure that I had never experienced.

"That's your Shyma sis gave me on our anniversary day. l don't like rings. But she thought that if l wear that our relarionship will always be perfect. So l always keep it with me and when l reach near her l will wear it for making her happy. Thanks for making me aware of it. Otherwise your sister will eat me", said Sandy with a laugh. "Bro, l knew this ring. Sandy's brother has the same model. You know after Heaven's second birthday l started to see some bad night mires. Once l saw a man with the same ring in my night mare", said Lizzy emotionaly and kept silent for a minute. Then continued by scribbling something on a paper, "The next day of that night mare we went to Sandy's family house