The Devil's Ring Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Of course he does. The Devil always does.” He blinked at her, unsure if she was joking. She leaned in slightly, adjusting the collar near his neck as she whispered, “Listen to me, cher garçon. The Devil cannot be understood, nor can he be coerced. You may think he loves, you may think he destroys, but really, it is all the same to him. It is all just… instinct.” Her eyes flicked toward Kain, who was now idly folding a page from one of his documents into neat, exact creases. “Keep your guard, mon ange. Always. You will be fine if you remember that.”

LUCIA That devil really did put a spy app on every single one of my gadgets. Anger slipped through my veins as I stared heinously at the app in front of me. It was some kind of weird looking app that seemed scary even at first glance. The icon’s background was black in color, with some kind of manly silhouette drawn-out design at the center. The man seemed to be wearing a hat, a shade and a coat. Just like detectives, but a scarier version with eerie vibes.

He reached out and pulled the woman at his side into him while she flashed the diamond on her finger with a grin. My eyes flickered from the ring, then back to Thea. She looked…small, sunken, and utterly defeated, in a way that made something inside me want to say fuck it and give her a hug. I had no business protecting anyone. My life was rules and returns, contracts and margins. Definitely not rescue missions. Yet I couldn’t help it, “How are you?” I asked, deliberately low so only she and the people immediately around her heard. Micah stirred in the corner of my vision—no, not Micah, Michael.

I closed my eyes, shut my mind from thinking anything, and started counting in my heart to distract myself from the devil's closeness. "It's getting cold," The devil whispered into my ear after a while and I trembled from the slight touch of his lips rubbing on my earlobe. I immediately opened my eyes, flushed completely, and when I saw that devilish smirk on his face. I felt like digging a hole and hiding inside it. How could I be so idiot? He isn't the one in s*x more than I am... Why do I always keep thinking about s*x with him even when I know he is a devil and a dangerous creature?

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

I glanced at the ring, it was definitely not a dream. Can someone kill me? I can't live this life anymore! I tried taking off the ring given by him. Two gemstones curled together like yin and yang nestled in a platinum band. My rarest jewel. Love Z The message inside the band held my gaze. My brain knows this is how Zachary plays his game. The devil is dressed in a suit and a loverboy's mask. He knows this game. Women want small efforts and he gives that. Does he do these for all the other women?

There was no way he would have access to her now. “Okay, okay. I see. How about this…” Evals interrupted the tense silence, producing another item. It was a special ring, adorned with intricate writings on its black-iron surface. A gleaming red gem, adorned its top, emitting an aura of something… forbidden. “Use this Enchanted Item.” “I told you she won’t accept anything fro—” “No, you won’t give her. You will wear it. It’ll allow you to alter your appearance.” This was the ‘Ring Of Deceit', a powerful artifact that granted its user the ability to take on the appearance of the person whom their target trusted the most.

How much had he gotten it in the first place? He held out a hand to me. I’d chosen to make a bargain with the devil. And sooner or later, the regret would hit. I placed my hand on Dante’s, the cold sliding down my spine instantly. He tightened his grip on it, eyes glinting with a promise of danger as he slid the ring onto my finger. “Welcome to hell, Amara.”

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

The growl evolved and fluctuated in so much rage. He is faster than I imagine and getting closer sooner than I expected. I pull my sword out of thin air. The sword that's been forged by the man who is famously known as the "Devil's hand". Every soldier and warrior dreams of possessing a weapon that is been forged by him. It is said to be indestructible and the only weapon that can kill a supernatural being. You may be wondering how I possessed a such treasure, well, he used to summon me and wished to be the best blacksmith in the world, so I gave the Devil's hand and in return, instead of taking his soul, I ask him to make me the best sword that can kill all types of supernatural being inclu