All Chapters of She Tempted The Devil : Chapter 111 - Chapter 118

Asmo paced back and forth in the dimly lit corridor, his anxiety growing with each passing moment. "How much longer will they deliberate?" he muttered to himself.Finally, the doors to the courtroom creaked open, and Michael emerged, his expression solemn.He ordered the Transcendant guards,"Guards, tell Asmo and Lucifer to return to the courtroom."Asmo's heart raced as they reentered the courtroom. Michael cleared his throat, his voice echoing through the chamber. "Lucifer and his brothers, you have been found guilty of unspeakable evil. Your punishment is to be dropped into the unforgiving bottomless pit... or..."Lucifer didn't seem surprised by the verdict at all.He acted indifferent as usual but he couldn't stop himself from asking what was on everyone's mind.Lucifer's eyes narrowed, his voice laced with intrigue as he asked,"Or what, Michael?"Michael's gaze locked onto Lucifer's. "There is a way for all of you to avoid your damnation. Come with me."Asmo's eyes widened as Mi

As the boat churned through the turquoise waters, the small port and outskirts of the town materialized before Lucia's eyes like a canvas painted by a masterful hand. The sun cast its golden rays upon the rustic buildings, imbuing them with a warm, inviting glow. The sound of seagulls filled the air, their melodic cries intertwining with the hum of the engine and the gentle lapping of waves against the hull.The port drew closer, its worn wooden docks and faded buildings rising from the shore like a worn, comfortable shoe. The scent of saltwater and seaweed wafted through the air, mingling with the faint tang of diesel fuel and the sweet aroma of exotic spices. Lucia's excitement grew, her heart racing with anticipation as the boat docked with a gentle thud.Without hesitation, Lucia sprang from the boat, her feet pounding the worn planks of the dock as she eagerly drank in the town's atmosphere. But her enthusiasm was short-lived, her lungs rebelling against the noxious air that fi

Lucia struggled to her feet, the deafening explosion still echoing in her mind like a lingering nightmare. As she rose, Mark's taunting voice cut through the air, his words dripping with malice. "Lucia, I don't know what Mara told you, but this island isn't what you think it is. Even though I'm not sure why he brought you here, I will assume that you are innocent and worth saving."Lucia's response was a fierce scream, her voice shattering the tense silence like a shards of broken glass. "I don't know who Mara is!!!, but I doubt a psychopath like you would understand!" The words tore from her throat like a primal cry, her anger and fear boiling over.Mark's laughter was a cold, mirthless sound, a chilling contrast to the warmth of the tropical air. He materialized in the same room, his sudden appearance making Lucia's heart race like a wild animal. "Let's just stop the game of cat and mouse," he sneered, his eyes glinting with a sinister light. "I'm not the enemy here."But Lucia was

Mark's gaze swung around, his eyes scanning the sandy island with a mix of frustration and disbelief, as he realized the lifeless body he had left behind was now gone. The sand seemed to stretch out like an empty canvas, devoid of the gruesome brushstrokes of Chuck's corpse. Mark's mind raced with the implications - Chuck, or rather Mara, the ancient demon king, was still alive. The thought sent a surge of adrenaline through his veins, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum.Mark's sigh of frustration was like a deflated balloon, his breath escaping in a slow hiss as he recalled the countless times he had tried to kill Mara.The memories were etched in Mark's mind like scars, a reminder that he had unfinished business to deal with.Mara's dark history unfolded like a classic horror show. His reign was a masterclass in tyranny, as he ruled with an iron fist, his kingdom a dystopian realm of fear and subjugation. Mara's daughters, equally corrupted by their father's influence, wer