Category: The Satanic Curses

He looks over the paperwork. What the heaven should I do with this one? He thinks as he thumbs through the pages. He is okay...

Good day to you, kind soul! It is I, the Devil! Old Beelzebub. Do not turn away just yet, for I have changed. I have...

What goes around comes around. I can feel him. This is not someone walking over my grave; this is someone jumping up and down upon...

Lilith was weak, very weak. The summoning of the trees, her precious trees, had sapped much of her strength. Completely empty? No, but the fuel...

He looked into the demon’s eyes. She looked back. He’d been an atheist all his life; from the moment he was aware of religion, his...

Tick Tick. The room is silent, just the ticking of an old clock to keep him company. Can he really hear the clock? Of that,...

“Do you ever get bored with it?” the demon asked as he shovelled the pile of meat into the funnel. The tube that flowed between...

I am awake. I look into the sky. I can see it watching me. Eyes drooping on stalks, hanging like dandelion seedlings, watching everything but...

“I shall be honest with you all,” he lied. We should have known; in truth, we knew. If we are honest, we knew. Sometimes it...

I can feel the pain starting in my legs. Feeling returning from a cold nothingness. How did I get here? Where is here? Those thoughts,...