Stories tagged “devil”

  • It's a Standard Form, I Assure You

    This document is to confirm the business transaction between our organization and the prospective client. By signing this you agree to the terms henceforth laid out: our organization will provide one (1) service of any kind within our ability at the re...

  • Mephistopheles

    The devil is a man in a brown tweed suit. I know this because I have seen him. He dresses like an underpaid used car salesman- he wears a red striped tie, and a little gold tie-tack, with matching cufflinks, both in the shape of little pitchforks. The ...

  • The Land Of The Forsaken (Mature)

    Devils March a city of the fallen. The skies were dark, but no rain drops dared to fall on the forsaken town. The walls were painted red; the windows were painted over with the cross. Stables were in piles from fires set by the town’s people. Women ...

  • The Death and Afterlife of Steven Dunn

    A smile played on the man’s face as he walked up to the large gates. It was only as he got nearer he noticed their state of disrepair. He tried to force the gates open but only succeeded in shaking a lot of dust loose and making a lot of noise, h...

  • Virtue Versus Vice

    I really should be grateful, I guess. All I wanted was His glory and majesty, to become just like Him. I meant no harm. But in casting me out, He has also given me more power and influence than I ever had before the fall. I guess he saw my potential an...

  • The Marionette's Revenge

    She twiddled fingers and rasped her voice to rid his brain of thought of choice. Her throat, the womb that knit her lies; amniocentesis to drain disguise— Dipping line, downward spin— She made him careless, drowned in gin. Still, he hid the...

    • Author: Stovohobo
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Time Gone By and Lies Still Told

    Carl left the meeting with a mix of self-satisfaction and well-earned humility. The years hadn’t been kind but not so brutal as the time on the bottle. Light snow graced his face as he slunk, treading his lonely way home, back to his solitary exi...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
  • Writing for the Devil

    Mack looked at the clock. 11:53pm. It was so close to midnight. He looked up again at his computer screen. No words had magically appeared. He had hardly written anything at all the entire night. It was just too incredibly difficult to be forced to wri...

  • Tale In A Yorkshire Pub

    “Let me tell ya, Jimmie,” McTavish said as he pushed his pint pot toward the barkeep. “I was stopped out on the moors, me car flat out of petrol on this dark and moonless night with nae so much as a torch to light me way.” I nod...

    • Author: Bob Liddil
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Stagecoach

    On the way down to Pecos, I saw a stagecoach in the distance. At first I thought I was seeing things, but then it was right there in front of me like a punch in the gut. I put my hand on my gun as the wooden wheels came to a stop. Dust and weeds blew b...

  • Children of a Lesser Pantheon - The Risen

    Excito, meus liberi. The words were spoken, and they rose. Some were huge, terrible beasts. Others were small, almost weightless creatures. But they all bore one common trait. They had been animated by the gods. No, these gods were not the ones of lege...

    • Author: Phoenix
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
  • Crossroads

    A hot Mississippi sun beat down on a boy trudging west along a back road. The guitar he carried was impossibly heavy, yet he bore it with the determination of someone possessed. His face was streaked where drops of sweat trickled down. His legs burned ...

    • Author: Bob Liddil
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Drink of the Devil

    Baiting traps Satan laps The blood of souls Gushing from bullet holes.

  • Wedding Day

    I’m nervous, my hands are shaking. I’m getting married- to the Devil.

    • Author: Emilou
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
  • Interview with Lucifer

    He blinked as the camera flashes blinded him. He wasn’t fond of light, but he liked standing in it. A reporter approached him. She turned to the camera. “Here we are with the infamous Lucifer at his new premiere. Lucifer, you’ve taken...

  • What Heaven's Worth

    I remember your blood spilling to the floor when He tore off your wings. I remember the sound of each bone being snapped. I remember the desperation in your cries, the look in your damned blue eyes pleading for help. Pleading me for help. I tried to ru...

    • Author: J. Rein B.
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Satan

    Satan came to me in a dream. How I knew it was Satan, I am not sure. I can only tell you that it was magnificent. The stranger I loved more than anything wrapped His arms around me. His grip was firm, yet gentle. I couldn’t tell you what He looke...

    • Author: meep
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
  • What's The Worst I Could Do To You?

    if I sold my soul to the devil Would you care? If I did everything in spite of you for hatred of you for missing you would you come back? when i look into those gleaming eyes and say Take me, I’m yours. and his cold curling fingers grasp my h...

    • Author: OpenSkies
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Debt Collection

    “But Dad,” the boy peered through the dark windscreen, “you never take me out anywhere.” “Well, today is special,” I replied, parking the car in the forest clearing. “You don’t turn 12 every day.” &...

  • All Stop (Almost) (Mature)

    D. Evil tapped his foot in irritation as he waited for Peter to fetch the Big Guy. In his home palace, his mood would have been conveyed by a loud TAP TAP echoing against the black and red tile. Up here, all his foot tapping accomplished was tiny splas...