Who Met The Devil At The Crossroads Novels & Stories

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.

it was like the devil himself confessing his acts. I’m indeed the Devil’s Bride. The kind of devil that you’re so comfortable with, before you even realize. The kind that makes your pussy drip, even when you’re angry. “ Megan, just in case my father asks, he shouldn’t know that I told you this or what happens to any of my ex-wives. Okay baby? I need you now like never before. I just thought of letting you know because it just happened suddenly…”

Not yet anyway. We pulled into Club Diablo and I put the car in park. I look at her and can tell she has heard of the place. The most exclusive club in Dallas, mainly only demons and other supernatural beings visit. The few humans allowed in either never leave or leave knowing all their dreams are about to come true having sold their soul for one thing or another. Humans souls aren’t hard to get anymore, everyone is desperate for something, fame, fortune, love. All we have to do is promise it will be theirs. We never lie when making a deal though, it’s against the rules. When we promise to give them everything they ever wanted we always follow through. The problem humans don't consider is wh

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

She'd given birth to the devil. The devil had just embarked on a journey of betrayal. He was the client, he was the devil, he was Sal - the best friend of Harvey Rhett.

An eight years old kid facing a place with nothing but ruins and ashes as well as spooky whispering on the air was a horror that could put you in trauma for a life time. His dad gave him his first task and that was to harvest a soul when he didn’t even know how to do it. He was left there alone in the middle of the crossroad. There’s nothing much has changed. The cold paved road with some sand, the bleak sky, spooky atmosphere, some crumbled old buildings, wandering spirits and whispering of hatreds and regrets. These are the true form of Judgment Road and only demons, angels, or guardians can see it.

Are they some kind of a big ass organization, where bastards like Cole gather? When I turned to look at the devil, my confusion grew. He was just staring at the in front silently, like he was afraid he’d lost his sight out of him. I wanted to ask him questions, but he looks like he’s going to implode at one touch. He’s standing completely still, while his eyes are fixed on the old man with an intensity I’ve never seen before. The casual, smirking Cole I know is gone. He’s looking deadly. The politician—or whatever he is—wraps up his speech with a practiced smile. “Please, enjoy the rest of the evening.” He stepped down, and the room erupted into polite applause.

the Devil commanded Celea, thinking that it was her doing " I would love to be able to block you like that but that wasn't me who trapped you" the devil frowned and was about to confront her for lying but both Celea and the Devil were stopped by the sound of people approaching " what.....?....it can't be....." Celea couldn't believe it " do you know this guys daughter" asked the devil while looking between her and the people approaching " shut it devil..." Celea said to him absentmindedly ' those people are, are they really who I think it is' it was all the people Celea had dear throughout her reincarnations

My gaze rotated around the room and spotted dad's beaten body sprawled out on the floor and mom's seemingly untouched one hovering over him as she wept. Bathing in overwhelming shock, my hands flew up to cover my mouth. Kasan did this? He's the one dad has been trying to get away from all this time? My lips quivered a bit when it dawned on me... I slept with the man who wants us dead, the man who's so ruthless that people even call him the Devil!???

Rico’s Pov I HATE YOU RICO” I heard Ashley yell And I hate you more “ I yelled back Just immediately a message popped up on my phone reminding me of a meeting that will be held tomorrow. The company is having meetings with all our investors and partners to our company . One of the company partners son is my rival. I don’t see him as a rival though because he is way below my standards but then again I hate his guy. Sometimes I wonder why the hell they choose to partner with my when we both hate each other. I drove down to my favorite bar to have a little bit of fresh air.the bartender brought my usual drink while they go get the ladies like always. Two slim ladies walked up to me dancing and