The Devils Fire Novels & Stories

Only saw Bright Future Devil's palm power in the past, Celestial Havoc, Sanctified Solitude, Enigmatic Starfall Dagger, Astral Veil of Enigma Fire Wheel, Nebulous Voidblade, Astral Whisperblade of the universe were all blown away. The Bright Future Devil's power was relentless, when he practiced Tadhg Walter in front of him, when he and the four great cosmic origins of the Divine Fire universe formed a sea of ​​​​fire, they collided with each other, surprising people were the four great cosmic sources of the Divine Fire and the sea of ​​​​fire frozen again. The Four Great Origins of the Divine Fire universe were all darkness and cold, but now, they are frozen by the power of Bright Future De

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

"Incase you all are ignorant, let me inform you of the research I've undergone about these devils." Jannie stiffened, everyone grew interested to listen. "Devils have an aura. I mean born with a very dark aura. I know that the same way Ned, the gamma, was mysteriously snuck away in thin air was through the help of this devil. I've gotten to learn about these devils' habits..." My brows jumped, and Iris took steps forward.

“This young devil was idealistic, he wanted the ceaseless violence that seemed to dominate the world to stop, and he thought that the deviless could help with it. But the devil clan had one rule; never dabble in the affairs of the mortal world. They were merely there to reap the souls, not stop mortals from dying. Death is part of life. It's the order of things.” “The devil wanted to use the deviless to realize his ambition of uniting all the races of the world so death wouldn't happen by violence, but the deviless, no matter how fond she was of him, wouldn't agree to help him. This made the devil warrior mad. The love between them started to deteriorate as the devil got harsher in his insis

Once I reached adulthood, I realized these stories were meant to get us to settle down and listen to her, but at the time, I took every word as a warning. Erika told us tales about ghosts and devils alike. While the ghosts were there to frighten us, the devils had different intentions in mind. As the fire in the fireplace blazed behind her, the maid would gesture for us to sit closer, and she’d tell us all about the devils. The devils, she said, would drag naughty children down the ground. They were horribly ruthless, terrible creatures, and if a kid was snatched and taken by a devil, they would never be able to return to their homes and families.

"It's a shame that you haven't gotten used to this little game of ours. You still cry and yelp like a crybaby. I guess I must've cried this way too when you abandoned me in that forest to die." He raised his hand to her already bald hair, which occurred due to the several burns she had suffered on it. The flames licked her scalp, and she screamed again, begging Lucas to pardon her. "Lucas!!! Please!!!" She cried out. "You made me like this. I never asked for any of this; it was all your fault. You shouldn't have fallen in love with the devil, and when you had his child, you shouldn't have tossed him away to die. This is all your fault, and I have lost the two people I ever cherished because

Yet here it was, melted to the ground. I stooped down to touch the wet ash under my boots, brushing my wet hair back. Rubbing the ash between my thumbs, I shook my head. Regular fire did not do this. This was the work of something else. Devil's Fire. A sacred fire that burned from within, and never showed its flames until it was too late.

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.

Obsidian cliffs rose like fangs, each echoing with the endless cries of the damned. Below, demons soared—winged monstrosities lashing the tortured with whips of bone and sinew. Blood ran like water in channels carved through black rock. We plunged deeper. A fortress rose from a lake of black fire—spires of rusted iron and sharpened obsidian twisted toward the sky. The Devil’s Keep. The heart of corruption. Through a broken window, we entered. Inside: firelit gloom, a forge of horror. Torture devices lined the walls. Hooks. Blades. Machines meant not to kill, but to unmake.

"Don't shoot." The room fell silent. His men stared. "...Boss?" Lorenzo opened his eyes again. This time, there was something dangerous in them. Not anger. Not mercy. Something neither he nor his men could name. "Bring him to me." Every man in the room understood the order. Kai Bennett was no longer just a witness. He had become someone the Devil wanted alive. And in Lorenzo De Luca's world... Being wanted by the Devil was often more terrifying than being marked for death.