When The Devil Said No God Said Yes Novels & Stories

“Of course he does. The Devil always does.” He blinked at her, unsure if she was joking. She leaned in slightly, adjusting the collar near his neck as she whispered, “Listen to me, cher garçon. The Devil cannot be understood, nor can he be coerced. You may think he loves, you may think he destroys, but really, it is all the same to him. It is all just… instinct.” Her eyes flicked toward Kain, who was now idly folding a page from one of his documents into neat, exact creases. “Keep your guard, mon ange. Always. You will be fine if you remember that.”

Her platinum blonde hair was disheveled in a cute way. My eyes wandered down her body and I noticed how her skirt accentuated her curves and the way her tight shirt hugged her breast. Though most of her make up was gone, she looked like perfection in human form. "Come and eat". I suddenly remembered the food was still there untouched. Mine included. "I'm not hungry". She sneered. "You're hungry". I stated matter of factly. "I'd rather die of hunger than eat with the devil". She spat out. I wasn't expecting this to be easy. I could let her go or I could still keep her here but right now I'll forfeit the latter.

The Devil said. “Why have you come here?” God asked, his rage felt. “There’s no need to get upset Father. I was watching the show from home and I was a bit bored watching it alone so I decided to come and watch it with you,” The Devil said and sat down beside God. “Just make sure you stay quiet or I’ll cast you out!” God warned. The Devil made a gesture with his hand and zipped his mouth shut which really annoyed God but he was tolerant. They both looked down on Earth to see what the rest of the party would turn out to be.

Her face burned as she admitted, “I want to feel you raw.” Inner Devil 2: ‘Jesus, take the wheel, take it from my hand—’ Inner Devil: ‘You mean Satan?’ Inner Devil: ‘No, no. Jesus should still intervene here—and not get our Charlie pregnant.’ “Fuck.” Taylor shook his head. “God, woman—do you know what that does to me? You say that, and my brain forgets English.” Inner Devil: ‘Brain? What brain? We’re running on vibes and hormones now.’ “Shut up and fuck me,” Charlie said.

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.

"And I said-" "I'm not your friend, Sophia. I'll use you, I'll make sure there's no bone in that body that won't do as I say and when I'm done with you, you'd regret you ever met a devil like me, cause Sophia bambina... I'm a Devil you should run away from." And the stare he gave me said everything he didn't say. He was a Devil and I should run!! TBC

" but what do you mean by children exactly? How many do you have?" Asked Celea " about 10" Responded Lucifer without much interest " oh I see so god decided to make you infertile" This took the devil out by surprise and her word hurt his pride how could this kid do that everytime she'd met him " WHO ARE YOU CALLING INFERTILE YOU BRAT?!" asked the devil getting up " well you are older than the world aren't you yet you only have 10 kids, I know humans with a bigger record" " I AM NOT INFERTILE I AM JUST FINE"

He wasted no time in expressing his fury, his voice a thunderous growl. "Do any of you have any idea what you've brought upon us? Do you have any idea how much business alliances and trusted allies you al have cost me?" The room was paralyzed by his wrath, and none of us dared to meet his eyes. The tension was suffocating, and the fear that had gripped us was almost tangible. The man that stod before me looked nothing like the man I desperately used to crave. This one felt like the real devil, the same one the FBI painted a picture of to me. He didn’t even spare me a glance but i could rarely get the words out of my mouth.

He looked at the young man, a very man of Denever who immediately recover from shock. “So the devil-” he gritted his teeth when he realize the glare coming from the woman who lecture him earlier. He laughed like a madman and stood highly, forgetting the reason of why he even here this moment. “Spotlight never failed to be reliable as ever,” he said, narrating a damn thing. “You, for sure has decide to show that despicable horns of yours, Coplete.”

“What— Why?” His eyes flashed, almost silver. “Full moons bring... complications.” “Complications?” she echoed. “You will obey, or you will regret it,” he said simply. She didn’t respond. “Rule three,” he said, voice low. “You serve me. That is your purpose here. You’ll answer when called, you’ll speak when spoken to, and you’ll stay in line.” Emilia’s breath hitched. “And if I don’t?” He leaned in, voice like velvet and fire. “Then I’ll remind you why they call me the devil.”