There Is No Devil Novels & Stories

“Generally, I don’t speak as well. In fact, I had never spoken a single word till now. Everyone here used to think that I am mute and deaf. I thought with these disabilities this organization will let me go but my bad luck I got caught by Devil himself and seems like I am stuck here forever. You might wonder who is the devil? Well, the one who owns everything here. I can feel his presence even makes no noise while entering the room.” ‘Fuck. How can I take her from here? With her wish or without her wish, she is the queen of this place.’, Pravi thought and saw the knob of the door getting turned, revealing the devil himself, but he doesn’t look like one. She looked toward Pragati, who turned

"Until we take what we want." And just like that— We’re making a deal with the devil. But the thing about devils? They never see it coming when you burn them first. They have no idea. It just feels like a dream until it actually happens.

Yvonne asked “No seriously Yvonne, we all know that things like these happen only in films – I have heard of the devil but never believed I would be seeing him for real although he’s cute I must say. And Leviathans… who the hell are they? No one knows such creatures ever existed but today I am believing my disbeliefs. I thought it was just God, Man and Angels” “Why are you saying this?” Uzor asked “I don’t know? I just know that I’ve got to say it someday, somehow or somewhere” she said, Yvonne raised Rachael’s eyes brow to look into her eyes

He shook his head. "Heaven and Hell as I've heard them called are not what you think. They're different yes but they're not what people say. I use the term's angels and demons loosely because I'm not sure how else to describe them but they're not what religions have painted them as. There isn't one God there's many I have met, they are the oldest beings and all life comes from them. They don't do much though in the grand scheme of things. The devil however does not exist." He started to message my ankles. "Then who controls everything?" I was so confused now.

"It is said that the race of Peacocks keeps mostly to the south. Are you setting your sights upon these parts as well?" "You misunderstand me, friend. I'm only here because of the tales I've been hearing about this human they call the Devil. A man of most described as brutal and high-handed. They say he's here, at the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy here in faraway northwest, hence I have come to meet him." He finished and turned to Yan Wushuang, "Are you him? The infamous Devil?" "I'm afraid you're mistaken, Master Kong," remarked the Zombie chieftain, "He's not the Devil. The Devil has been missing for three years. No one knows where in which Heaven-forsaken corner of the world he is now."

The devil is killing not just the supernatural creatures, he is killing the humans as well but luckily he hasn't revealed the existence of the night creatures Dear readers please check out my other novel on W******l "A Deal Is A Deal."

After a long moment, he stammered, "Y-you… you're a messenger of the Devil! Brothers and sisters, this one represents the Devil! Attack! We must kill this messenger—or the Devil will find us and kill us all!" He had always controlled people with his Devil theory. Hearing him speak now, the crowd stiffened, their eyes burning with murderous intent again. Ray smiled faintly. "Wrong… wrong… wrong. I am not the Devil's messenger. I am the Devil."

I⁠ couldn't spea‍k, did he sen‍se anyt‍hing? Di⁠d he⁠ know? “I had col‍d feet,” I said softl‌y. He smiled. The pr⁠iest spoke, words‍ abou‌t love, words‌ ab⁠out l‍oyalty‌, wo‍rds abo‌ut forever. Forever s⁠ounded like a‍ locked‍ room. My mind raced. Wh⁠at if he found out? Fear pressed against pride, pride fought back.

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

My eyes were still fixed on him till he shifted away. He gave a faint, breathless laugh, but there was no humour in it—just disbelief. “Now I think I finally understand why they called you that. You’re the devil's mate, so it makes sense.” I'd rather be with an angel right now. “Don't say it like that,” I sighed. “I haven't done anything to earn that name and it's not like I actually wanted to be his mate or anything.” “Everyone knows the White-Eyed devil made the soil fertile again. The White-Eyed Devil handled a shapeshifter alone,” He said smoothly. “It's been years— decades since one has even been spotted and trust me, the chances of defeating one are close to zero.”