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“Don't Let The Devil Hear You Weeping by Stewart Stafford Don't let the Devil hear you weeping, Or darkness comes as your friend, Saying God sent it to save you, And be with you until the end. Tail wrapped around you snugly, Gripped firmly in meaty claws, Only then get its beastly odour, Against which there should be laws. Dancing the inferno's fiery rim, Spitting bile in your begging bowl, Paper cut, a blood pact union, To steal away your purest soul. © Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.”

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Author:Stewart Stafford
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“The one plus side to demonic infestation is that children cannot be harmed by a demon. The sanctified aura of a child somehow repels the demon and they can only oppress them if the parent makes a contract allowing them to do so. Because they can be very clever in tricking people into agreeing to additional contracts, it is important to never converse with a demon. Either call in a priest or move out as soon as possible.”

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Book:The New Homeowner's Guide to House Spirits
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“Many years later after the sell-outs, betrayals, and hatred which would tear us apart, when our brotherhood had been destroyed, I’d always look back and remember that night. That fucking wild night at the KeyClub, when the smoke stung my eyes but my world was full of nothing but blind hope. When life was not a mockery, but a very real fire which flamed through my veins like the most incredible drug... the night when Kelly-Lee Obann, drunk, high and barely 20 the time, looked out through his hair with a terrible nakedness and said to me; “We’re not gonna make it out of this alive. You know that, right?”

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Book:City of Paradise
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“I felt the back of my neck crawl. The crawling reached around to the corners of my jaw, then up to my temple, and across my cheeks. I reached up to touch it. Splinters, small fingers, hooks. Scraping at my fingertips, gouging. Slowly reaching for my eyes, reaching for my remaining flesh. Tiny, like the legs of spiders, pincers, fish hooks, they stabbed and set themselves into the flesh that remained, around my mouth, near my eyes, at my forehead. Then they stopped. Waited. Asking. Offering. A deal with the devil, metaphorically speaking. Give up your face if you truly want wings. Give up your eyes. I could hear the dragon screech, not all that far away. This crisis I faced was removed from a very large, very real crisis that threatened people and Others I cared a great deal about. Do it, and you can fly. Fly, and you might be able to do something to save them.”

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Author:wildbow
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“In all those stories about people who sold their souls to the devil, I never quite understood why the devil was the bad guy, or why it was okay to screw him out of his soul. They got what they wanted: fame, money, love, whatever—though usually it turned out not to be what they really wanted or expected. Was that the devil's fault? I never thought so. Like John Wayne said, "Life's tough. It's even tougher when you're stupid.”

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Book:The Never-Open Desert Diner
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“O full and splendid Moon, whom I Have, from this desk, seen climb the sky So many a midnight,—would thy glow For the last time beheld my woe! Ever thine eye, most mournful friend, O'er books and papers saw me bend; But would that I, on mountains grand, Amid thy blessed light could stand, With spirits through mountain-caverns hover, Float in thy twilight the meadows over, And, freed from the fumes of lore that swathe me, To health in thy dewy fountains bathe me! Ah, me! this dungeon still I see. This drear, accursed masonry, Where even the welcome daylight strains But duskly through the painted panes.”

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Book:Faust
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“And even if there were souls, and there was a devil, he's not going around granting fame and fortune just for your soul in return. If he is, he's a fucking idiot. According to the standards of the Bible, most people are Hellbound anyway, so it ain't like Satan would be hurting for more souls, he's already got a shit-ton of souls. Satan going around granting fame and fortune just for Kanye West's soul would be like an apple farmer paying ten million dollars for a fucking apple.”

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Author:T.J. Kirk
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“You look rather thirsty," a voice says from behind me, and I turn to face Benediction de la Lucia--the Devil himself. He is a striking man; his long, orange-red hair is as bright as a tropical sunset, and his skin is like freshly-fallen snow. His large, expressive eyes hold all colors, and I feel myself being drawn into them. "G-good evening," I stammer. "I was just looking for--" "I know whom you seek," he purrs "although I was hoping that you would agree to spend a little time with me, first." He tucks a wad of bills into my vest pocket and drapes his arm around my shoulder. "I would be happy to, Lord de la Lucia," I smile, grasping him around the waist. "Do you Hunger?" His eyes glide up and down the line of my body, and I feel a strong desire to swoon. "Always," he murmurs "and please...call me Beni'." The room is spinning, and reality is fading fast...I press my face against his chest and strive to cling to consciousness. He sweeps me up into his arms and carries me to one of the bedrooms, where he feeds from me...and all of a sudden, he is atop me, his snow-white wings outstretched. I feel as if I will die--the pleasure and pain are so intense. I can feel myself bleeding out and being reborn, over and over upon that silken bed, every nerve of my body alive with his essence. We are almost like one, body and soul...and then he pulls back and looks down into my eyes. "You want something," he leers at me "or is it someone?" He sniffs the air. "I can smell it on your sex, My Darling! Don't be afraid to ask, young one--that's why I came to you! Love falls under my realm, Dearest...the human heart is full of darkness, yes?" I curse at him in Japanese and try to push him off of me, but he holds me fast. "Don't be so rude, Darling! I only want to help you! Matthieu-Michele can't do anything for you--he's simply out of his league! He's only a young God, still finding his footing! I am older than the ages, and I know what love is! I know the agony and the ecstasy and the razor's scar that it leaves upon the heart! I know of the poison and the betrayal and the all-consuming obsession! I have ridden the crest and scrabbled in the desolate valleys! I know what you want...I know whom you love...and I can make it happen for you--for a price." "I don't make deals with the Devil," I hiss at him from between clenched teeth...”

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Author:Lioness DeWinter
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“Reči su mesto ustupile uskomešanim snoviđenjima kakva uvek imam pred pad u san. Nikakav smisao nisam u njima nalazio, tumačio sam ih kao trabunjanje iscrpljenog mozga koji se sprema za tajm-aut – i u njima uživao kao u slikama Vasilija Kandinskog, pogađajući šta bi sve to moglo da bude, bez imalo nade za konačnim odgovorom, pokušavajući da pogodim koji će biti sledeći ukus koji će mi se javiti pošto me prepadne neka od njegovih pastelnih boja. Međutim, snoviđenja koja sam tada imao i kojih sada mogu da se setim razlikovala su se od svih pređašnjih. Lica i predmeti urušavali su se jedni u druge. Gledao sam kako ih je jednostavno udvojiti i iznova uceliniti, sve to u nanosekundama, s tim što su sada bili sastavljeni od nečeg sasvim drugog. Ne od skupa čestica s kojim su krenuli, već od nečeg crnog, od nečeg što je postajalo gušće i mlečnije i čiji je odsjaj svetleo kao fluorescentna farba. Večan tok vrištećih prikaza i prizora koji je postajao sve složeniji i savršeniji, a u njemu, u pustolini od vulkanskog kamena, oblik kojem je sopstveni oblik večita nepoznata, pa počinje da poprima one na koje naiđe. Nudi im nešto zauzvrat – prizore predela kakve bi možda Ligotijev majstor Rinjolo mogao naslikati, znanjâ za kakvim žude Lavkraftovi pripovedači, znanja nedostupna i neproveriva, te iskustva kakva bi nas, kao čitaoce Ejkmanovih čudnih priča, navela na prost, mada ne i nedostatan zaključak da je svet čudniji nego što se čini. Sve se to nudi stenama, nudi se stenicama, ledu i vatri, nudi se tamnoj materiji i zvezdama na izdisaju, koje samo što nisu implodirale i svoju svetlost ustupile crnoj rupi koji svetlost proždire. Nudi se svet, ali se zauzvrat uzima sve.”

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Book:Jaganjci
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“I niko pred tom ponudom nije ravnodušan, pa ni ja: mrav spram Mont Everesta, kapljica vode spram Pacifika, zrnce peska spram Sahare. Ponuđač mi se primiče, samo senka – mračna, bez mirisa i bez ukusa, kao voda koja će se prilagoditi šolji i koja mi kazuje da treba da u konačnici, u konačnom krahu svetova budem voda, a ne šolja, da budem bujica koja će sa sobom odneti tragove svakog pređašnjeg poretka i tlo pročistiti za poredak koji predstoji. Najednom sam sasvim sâm, ali ne usamljen – sâm u poretku stvari koji samo laže da mu samoća nije strana, a koji jeste usamljen. Sve mi je postalo strano, od svega sam se odmakao. Svi su mostovi srušeni, stojim na nasipu svemira gde je crvena boja dana koji dolaze, sa krajnjim odredištem u crnoj.”

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Book:Jaganjci
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