The Devils Fire Novels & Stories

The Glambour forest, also known as the Devil's vale was situated in the western part of Patasia continent with mysterious supernatural secrets. lt was the earlier meeting place of different nations but now everyone was scared to cross that place due to it's dark secrets. History saying that hosts, sightings of the reaper, wolf packs gathering, vampire hideaways–all present in this forest at one time. Popular rumour about the forest was the paranormal activities of the non human creatures of there. Once approximately in early twentieth century, a pregnant lady and her husband were trapped in this mysterious forest because of the broke off of their black classic british sports car.

She would be a fool to think this devil wouldn't lose his temper. "Nimalaya moved from one house to another, setting everything ablaze out of anger. Her blue flame looks beautiful as the sun reflects its bright hue. The cries of humans and demons burning wouldn't make one marvel at the beauty of the flame. It looked beautiful but dangerous. It was nothing but a death sentence. The cries of mercy resounded in the air that carried the stench of burning flesh. Her face was the last thing people were seeing before her fire burned them to crisps. Summoning demonic spirits, she would make sure some people couldn't flee.

He believed there is no such Angel for Devil There's no such LOVE where Devil is smitten He turned into Devil was not in search of an Angel Never in his life he thought he would found it one Not definitely in his world where only Devil's reside Not definitely under moon where breeze blew kisses Baby I Wanna tell you a story Sorry if I bore you with mine It's a story of a Devil and his Angel She's everything which he's not He's sin where she's boon Ho baby tell me what was his fault He was child with castles of dreams, a happy go child who wanted a life which he could call it Peace Ho baby tell me what was his fault the world made him Devil He stayed far watching her smile, She was his word,

“You think you can lie to me? I'm the Devil. Tell me where it is.” “I'm telling you the truth,” Parker protested, his voice shaking. David raised his gun and shot Parker in the leg. “I don't have time for games. Give me the pen drive or you'll regret it.” With a trembling hand, Parker handed over the pen drive. David snatched it from him and inspected it carefully. “Good boy,” he sneered. “But you know what I do to traitors, Parker? I don't show mercy. And you betrayed me.”

"Offer a man power, and he shall do anything for you. But even though I love to chat, it is time for the next show." I listen in horror as he starts to recite the ancient words of a spell I know that is not in the Seven Spells. This man is clearly trying to take a shortcut, though now is not the time for me to worry about how stupid he truly is. The voices of the witches screech over the howls of the wolves. The Demons start to scatter around as I watch in horror as the ground beneath them begins to open. The Devils Trap, a spell that consumes the earth and everything above it, the process has started and will not stop until all in the stadium has been sucked in. This will go wrong; this spe

Snowflakes, drifting downward in little messages of sorrow, vanishing against the upturned bridge of a small nose while the rest started to conjoin across heavy lashes. Red and blue lights flashed, the streams of color highlighting Damon’s stricken face. The rays reached across pale skin edged with dry blood to reside in lilac orbs that trembled with disbelief, and those orbs could only dull further as the officer's words echoed in his chest. A heartbeat filled with poison dripping down to taint the tears that refused to fall, clinging desperately to his waterline. "We searched everywhere we could, but everything was destroyed in the fire. We’re sorry, but they’re gone.”

And it's ironic because that day was the first day he ever truly called my name with compassion. Blinking away the memory, I bend over the sink and splash water on my face, a devilish grin on. Maybe Papa was right when he said I was from the devil. Else, which child would tie her father to his favorite wooden chair and set him on fire? I felt nothing that day, even though I had a beating heart. I didn't pity him, even though I had a soul that was meant to be kind. Then again, maybe I was once an angel, a mockingbird killed by the wickedness of the ones I loved the most. Maybe it was Papa that turned me into the devil I became today.

he walked to the lake of fire. All the demons were gathered in the lake. And Fire elder addressed them. "Every year, the fire festival is held to celebrate the element of fire. The fire signal is lit to give us the assurance that the fire will always be with us. To lit the signal this year, I invite my son Devon, the strongest demon in the fire control class to light the signal." "What is the meaning of this? It's the duty of the crown prince to lit the signal. The only reason why Devon did it in the past was because the crown prince wasn't back yet." Phidius protested.

Which made a lot of people from my clan and outside see me as a demon with no heart who can easily kill anyone without a second thought, and that was ruthless I am before she came" Everybody in my clan and outside of it is afraid of me because I have the power that nobody over a decade of years has been able to possess. I can summon the devil's fire, which can burn the entire world. The devil's fire was the most dreadful power of all time, which resulted in all supernatural worlds coming together to abolish the power. Since then, nobody has been able to master the power, not even my forefathers but I was eager to learn the act of the power which left me in constant pain for 20 whole years.

A plume of golden flame followed behind it as it circled over Riven's head and then moved over to Layla. Layla stretched forth her hand and the spirit beast landed on it before taking off again into the air again. It galloped towards where the devils stood, still frozen and suddenly let out a deafening roar. Its mouth opened wide and spewed out red hot flames that hit Hades and the remaining devils behind him, burning them with flames as hot as lava. The fire grew rapidly and swallowed the figures of the devils. Although they remained frozen because Layla had not unfroze time, but the flames consumed them totally until it formed a ball of blazing heat and scorched the earth around them.