The Silver Devil Book Novels & Stories

She voiced her last thought out. “You need Silver out of your way to get Rodriguez, I need her in my way to get Rodriguez. It’s pretty simple. You cause the distraction, get Silver out of the way, send her my way. I get the necessary information, you get Rodriguez. It’s that simple.” Stella smiled slyly. It was never that simple, not in a world such as the one she was playing in right now. She might be delusional, but not as bad as to not know that this was literally signing a deal with the devil. The man before her could easily be described as that. The devil.

"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.

"If I couldn't have him, then you shouldn't either!" With a manic shriek, she slammed her palm onto a red ignition button on the desk beside her. A mechanical hum, high-pitched and grinding, filled the room. I watched in absolute horror as the thick silver rods embedded in Devon’s sides began to churn, driving deeper into his organs with a slow, agonising precision. "NO! STOP IT!" I screamed. The sound that came from Devon was gut-wrenching—a muffled, vibrating roar of pure agony that shook the metal slab. His muscles corded, his veins popping against his skin as the silver poisoned his very core.

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 😚

Although I had no such intentions in the past, for some reasons, my mind is changing. I didn't say anything to Ryan nor he pushed me out of my silence further. The rest of the drive was covered in utter silence and soon, Kevin parked the car in front of the hut-like place. It wasn't the place where he kept the dealer who sold me illegal gems and diamonds. The place had the windows, enough for the ventilation and sunlight but this one didn't have anything. Even from a mere glance, I could see that she is like some special cell which is seen in the movies where they keep the most dangerous criminals alone.

Flame Severing, like a giant blade wielded by a heavenly deity in the sky, immediately hacked down on the Silver-armored Devil's body. The flames were fierce, rolling and boiling, constantly crushing. It was like an ancient war chariot fighting against a group of devils. It crushed all the way, cutting the Silver-armored Devil from mid-air to the ground, causing the ground to crack and collapse wildly, and pushed forward all the way. The horrible shock formed circles on the ground, and the rolling waves of earth rushed around wildly. The Silver-armored Devil let out a bloodcurdling scream. He was constantly being forced by Flame Severing, and his back rubbed against the ground, producing a s

And then, I found three different books, one was pitch color, another was burnt orange, and the last one was pure silver. I stared at the three books on the desk affectionately. If I had the time, I would have picked the three up by reading them all, but I must return back to my room before Talon’s arrival if I was not ready to witness his wrath again. My eyes shunned on the pure silver book. It looked extraordinary and unique. There was something attractive about it—maybe the color or the context. As I picked up the silver book, a chill ran down my spine. The pages were filled with cryptic messages and eerie illustrations. But one passage in particular caught my attention.

”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.

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.

Her naked torso is covered in dollar bills, the crisp notes all over her waistline and belly, leaving her bare breasts and the apex of her thighs in the glare of the crazy, red lights. The other men are quiet as they smoke and watch, sober voyeurs as their friend runs his tongue over a nipple with a silver ring decorating it, his tongue sliding over the steel, teeth grazing it as his hungry eyes consume the woman's every reaction. Soon, he is in-between her legs, tongue dancing along the slit of her clit. The glint of something hidden in the folds informs me that there must be a fancy ring in there too. And she proves this. Every slight tug with his tongue makes her jerk, the tiny metal lodg