The Devil's Triangle Book Novels & Stories

“And what was that?” Lisbeth leaned forward, her voice lowering. “A set of coordinates. A coded map. The key to crossing the Devil’s Strait without losing half your crew and your fortune. Impassable waters made passable—at a cost almost no one could match. The profit potential was…” She pinched her fingers together. “Astronomical.” Ayra’s brows drew together. “Why would she even chase something like that if she didn’t want us in the life?” For the first time, Lisbeth’s gaze faltered. “Because by then… they’d realised something. Neither of them—Father with his warmth, Mother with her brilliance—wanted this for their children. Not for me, and... especially not for you.”

“Look, I was just thinking… you want her back, right?” “It’s either that or I kill her.” Bernard grumbled, not pleased with that train of thought. “Then it’s simple. Have someone infiltrate the Devil’s Knights. They’re causing problems. She’s causing problems. If anything they’re getting intel from her. It would be a good way to exploit the weakness they don’t even know that they have.” He said. “You don’t think that I thought about that?” He demanded. “Even if I did they’d kill them before they even got the chance to report back if they fuck up.”

demon:- don't say like this thanks for realising my true self I am like a child, not t adult because adults are no fun, I am grateful you are my sister first, take me to where you have kept the book, it that book get stolen this world will collapse. Jamie:- I have to keep it n a safe locker. demon:- take me there demon open the safe, but the book disappeared. Jamie:- where does it go, don't tell me someone stole it. demon:-i talked to satan babouche power of books, he might be taking all the books back to hell. Jamie:- why you did perform such risky rituals you could die. demon:- I was guilty, I want Elsa to wake up, but the devil didn't help me, well it's good I am going to destroy those bo

he declared. I stopped walking… and breathing. “How? I didn’t even give you the tittle of my story…” “A criminal novel, “Inside the Devil’s Mind”, by Anako… Not too creative nickname. Guessing on your reaction I was right, it is your story.” He got closer to me and looked straight into my eyes. “I like the main character, that Troy… You could say we have few things in common,” he used his usual, devilish smirk. I took a deep breath and tried to remain calm but it was impossible, my face was already turning red.

Audrey asked, curious to know more. "The devil doesn't bargains, and as possessive and envious as he is, he wasn't willing to just walk away just because God said so" he said, "because he had most of the humans on his side 'cause they where his after all from selling their souls, he formed minions to rebel against God's orders"

We will send the demons back to where they belong, but first we will make them live in the torture we create for them. *** This is the end 😭 but there is more in Book 2, My Devil's side, which is seven years in the future and is the last and final book to this story. I will load it in this book as the next chapter so it all together. Thank you for taking this journey with my characters and I hope you enjoyed. I love all the comments and gems. I truly appreciate the support. I hope to see you in my next book 😚

" Zia wrote in her book and showed them "Because it's not actually the devil, but just a trace it left back in that book. There is no actual devil in the book. The book absorbs the flesh and gives the power to the person who asked for a wish to make the wish true by himself. The devil's book was present for a long way back before even the wall of death was formed by great devil Lucifer who died in hands of an angel, but he left his trace in that book, and mysteriously it disappeared but was told that it appears if you have a dark desire"Charles spoke "Then why did it even appear in front of Zia? And why did it suddenly disappear?"

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.

I told him. “Salvatore!” the man yelled too quickly, his eyes begging me to save him. I turned to Emily who had a shocked expression in his face. It wasn't obvious, but I had detected it. What she had just witnessed was first hand betrayal. “Salvatore.” I repeated slowly as my eyes trailer over Emily. Without thinking, I turned to my guards, “have him locked up.” Then I added amidst the man's pleas, “prepare my men. Salvatore has dared to trample on my toes. I, Dante Moretti, will make sure he does not live.”

Her mother hadn’t died in a car crash. She’d been sacrificed. Her mother hadn’t died in a car crash. She’d been sacrificed. And Dante Moretti—the Devil himself—had been the one she bargained with. “Why are you telling me this now?” she whispered. “Because you need to decide, Seraphina.” He stepped closer again, eyes locked on hers. “This world is cracking. The barrier between what is and what was is thinning. War is coming. Not just between crime families. But between realms.”