The Devil's Triangle Book Novels & Stories

I didn’t want to want him this much. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. But it was. In the silence between us, filled only with ragged breaths and the pulse of need, the world outside seemed to fade away. The danger, the bombs, the lies—it all disappeared. All that was left was him. And I was falling, deeper into the darkness, unable to stop myself. And I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to. 1 AQSA The smell of smoke and burning metal clung to the air as I stepped over the debris.

Just as I was about to get in, a car drove in from the gate and pulled to a stop right in front of us. My eyes locked on the car and I felt my heart skip a beat. I knew that car and I knew who was going to be in it. It was the particular car I was in the day I came here. A black SUV. The passenger door flew open and my greatest nightmare walked out. Alejandro Delgado. The devil who could apologize one minute and then turned around seconds later to act like he never did. He walked over to us, a frown formed sternly on his face.

She felt Olivia before she heard her. Olivia made her way downstairs. She'd heard the car drive up over an hour ago and wondered what kept Cassandra away. Then she'd thought about it, and she'd known. Olivia's judgment. Olivia's sense of right and wrong. Olivia's naive thinking was that the world was simply black or white. She couldn't change the fact that she hated what Cassandra did, or what she stood for. And she couldn't start thinking that even though everyone around her thought they were the good guys, they weren't. But she could offer Cassandra the comfort of a friend. She'd grown up in this world, she'd seen the worst kind of people in it. Emma, Vance, Pedro, and Cassandra weren't li

”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.

KRIS: It's been a month since I last had any contact with The Devil himself. People knew we were not together anymore and luckily for me, no one has asked about it. Not even my friends nor my mom. I wasn't ready to delve into my horrific tale: the tale of the girl that fell in love with her father's killer. Worse than telling people of my ordeal, was how I felt. Void. Like my heart had been ripped out of me. There was also this constant feeling of guilt nagging at me.

Kema replied as he made 3 clones of himself and they flew into the Bermuda triangle. Obinna landed a punch on Kema's jaw. "That's for ruining my mission. Now lucifer will think I am as weak and pathetic as Kunle" Obinna yelled land]ng another heavy punch on Kema's nose causing the latter to bleed. "lucifer doesn't care about you all. Think of it, the Bermuda triangle is otherwise known as the devil's triangle. So lucifer can always get the jar himself, then why didn't he? All this is just a game to him. He is catching fun at the expense of lives. " Kema elucidated dodging another incoming punch from Obinna's fist.

She was confused by this incident and she never found the answer as to why the image of the devil was given to her and why it lit up upon coming in contact with her. Elizabeth had come up with the explanation that she didn't want her to fear anything including the devil himself, and that was why she gave her the golden image of the devil. Mandy believe what she said and asked any more questions about this golden image of the devil. Whenever she looked at the golden of the devil, she was filled with a firm resolve to remain steadfast and never allow fear to overwhelm her no matter what happens. However, she was even more shocked when she received another round of strange gifts on her 19th bir

And then I walked away from him. @Gupta You can check out Carter Brothers book on Dreâme a.p.p. Saved By The Devil by A. Gupta.

Who knows, you're going to have to read the book about Travis to find out. I can promise you that my son's life will be interesting and it'll be full of action, dark and twisted love of his own, betrayal, loyalty, sexual desires, violence, and darkness, but as far as the devil goes, there will be no more talk of the devil. The devil died the day Commander Luca died and he won't be coming back anytime soon... or will he? only time will tell after all...

I sighed a breath of relief because I knew once the devil was passed out, he would be out for the rest of the night. My lids were heavy and sleep was only moments away. I entered my dreamland and dreamt of a different life for myself. I didn't get far before I felt a hand clamping over my mouth. My eyes opened wide to find the devil pinning me down on the bed. His hand groped my breast, and I struggled against his dirty clutches.