Tag Archives: Sundays With Satan Short Story Series

When The Smoke Clears

“I had the craziest dream last night,” I revealed to my guest when the football game finally went to commercial. “Give me one second,” The Devil requested. As always, he was well dressed in an impeccably tailored suit.  He had … Continue reading

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Going Back Is Hell

“Are you excited about going back to work on Tuesday?” The Devil asked, as what only could be described as a devilish grin danced across his handsome face. As always, he was dressed in an impeccably tailored suit and looked … Continue reading

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No Pitchforks!

The Devil glared at me defiantly from the doorway to the living room. As always, he was dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, but today, he also wore a frown and had his arms crossed over his chest. He looked … Continue reading

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The Devil’s Chief Of Staff

I wildly shoveled another forkful of omelet into my mouth like I hadn’t had anything to eat in weeks. Sure, I was embarrassed by my gluttonous behavior, but it was so delicious, and I was absolutely ravenous after my morning … Continue reading

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The Devil Declines

It’s Sunday, Modern Philosophers, and I know many of you tune into this blog today to read our most popular weekly feature, the Sundays With Satan Short Story Series. Due to this week’s unfortunate events, however, I have decided to … Continue reading

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Engine Demons

Even though it was my home, The Devil led the way into the living room of The House on the Hill. I was in too good of a mood, though, so I let my guest in the impeccably tailored suit … Continue reading

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Dear Devil…

“I have a special power that I’ve never told you about because I didn’t want you to freak out,” was the way the Devil decided to break the silence on what had been a peaceful Sunday afternoon. I put down … Continue reading

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