The Devils Three Novels & Stories

“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

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

There's a dangerous aura emanating from him, a warning to anyone foolish enough to come too close. As I stand at the altar, tears streaming down my face, I can feel his stare on me like a weight. I know that he takes pleasure in my pain, that he relishes in the thought of making my life a living hell. The priest's voice echoes through the chapel, his words ringing in my ears. I feel like I'm under some sort of evil spell, one that's driving me towards my own destruction. My lips part mechanically, and I begin to recite the haunting vow that will bind me to this man for eternity.

Inner Devil: ‘No… No! This can’t be happening! Lord, have mercy on me and my sanity! This is a Category 10 Drought in the Land of Naughtiness. I just saw a cactus cry! Charlie hasn’t had action in three hundred years! We are all drier than expired instant noodles!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Technically, it’s been just about three weeks, and no—we’re fallen angels. The Lord will not hear us.’

Swiftly I nod while I tremble. “Good, now be a good girl and come here, the sun is still up, so we can get started, we have a long…. The night ahead of us Vida," the devil tells. Now I understand, it is true that the devil doesn't bargain.

CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN — The Third Fall IRENE’S POV The third challenge was set for night. This time, claws were allowed. Teeth were allowed and steel was allowed. And surrender had to be forced. When the elders agreed, I felt something inside me go cold. By sunset, the whole pack already knew. Devon had lost twice. Two black brands had burned into his chest from the last two losses. His power was fading. And if he lost tonight, he would be one step away from the lowest rank a wolf could fall into.

So many things had gone wrong, so many unpleasant surprises. “Okay then, good to hear you’re okay,” Chris said, and I nodded, returning to my food. “Oh my gosh!” Chris suddenly exclaimed, nearly spilling his drink. His eyes were wide with horror as he stared at his phone. Aby leaned over to see what had him so rattled, her eyes widening as well. I felt my stomach tighten. “What is it?” I asked nervously. “This… I didn’t know it would spread like wildfire. This is really bad. The Three Devils… they’re making my blood boil!” Chris said, shaking his head in disbelief.

The baby stirred, a calm, steady pulse. Aunt Dee watched quietly from a distance, understanding settling into her expression. The ancestors’ voices echoed one last time through the realm: “The devil’s greatest act of defiance is not destruction— It is devotion.” Far away, the hunters drew closer. But for the first time since the prophecy began, Malik knew exactly where he stood. And he would not move.

What I found instead was something far more dangerous. I was inside an eternal prison—guarded by three devils. Devils who loved me more than their own lives. I no longer wanted to run. Because I had fallen completely under their power—and their spell.