365 Devotional Book Novels & Stories

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

When one idea is not working shift your thinking to a different one. My daily routine now in order to cancel stress was to just read books on business and Christian literature. I searched for wisdom like a hungry man. I told myself that what if Solomon's wisdom came as a result of studying. I really did carry out much study. Paul says to Timothy 2 Timothy 2:15 Study to show thyself a workman not to be ashamed. That's what I started to do day and night. I read on Angels, Holy Spirit, marriage, salvation, forex trade and business in general. I did this for weeks that my mind was now in volume of much literature.

Luna stared at her window, watching raindrops trickle down the misty glass. It had been raining all morning, and luckily for her, she didn't have classes every Wednesdays. She sighed. She was supposed to de-stress and mellow out today by doing the groceries, checking out discounted books, and visiting a puppy café, but the weather seemed to disagree with her plans. Luna wasn't the type of person who spent a lot of time on her phone. The consumption of social media for hours doesn't help her relax. What alleviates her stress are the classic long walks, taking silent moments in the park, and simply exerting physical effort to unwind. It is only through this that she felt more in control and mo

Not that I was counting the days, and especially not because I was thinking about him every damn minute. Okay, so what if I was thinking about him? Not only did he save my life, but that man gave me some of the best orgasms with just his fingers. But seriously, who just comes to your room, pleasures you, then disappears into thin air? The Devil, obviously. And I was apparently crazy enough to let him touch me without giving it a single thought. Now, he was nowhere to be found for a week, and I didn’t know what that meant. I stopped in my tracks, getting distracted, when I noticed a bunch of people rushing back and forth, carrying flowers, tablecloths, vases, and all kinds of decorative stuff

"This, coming from the man, who has set a gift on my nightstand every night since we were mated. He does this so I can wake up every morning and find it there. He hasn't missed a single day since then. Even when I gave birth. He placed it next to me and I looked over and about fainted. When he has to go away for business and I can't go with him, he plans the gifts ahead of time and has the boys place them out for me. When I asked him why, he simply stated, that everyday I am with him is the best gift I can give him, so he is just simply returning the favor." "Exactly, I see nothing wrong with that. Your joy everyday when you thank me is the best thing I could ask for. You never expect it but

I closed my eyes, shut my mind from thinking anything, and started counting in my heart to distract myself from the devil's closeness. "It's getting cold," The devil whispered into my ear after a while and I trembled from the slight touch of his lips rubbing on my earlobe. I immediately opened my eyes, flushed completely, and when I saw that devilish smirk on his face. I felt like digging a hole and hiding inside it. How could I be so idiot? He isn't the one in s*x more than I am... Why do I always keep thinking about s*x with him even when I know he is a devil and a dangerous creature?

Faith can only shake her head. Time passes and morning turns to evening. The clock strikes four but there’s no movement from Rosie. She remains deep into her book while Faith plays with her phone behind the counter. Suddenly, amid the quiet atmosphere and the hustling of pages, the door of the library is being pushed open. Faith stares shock at the appearance of Cain. ‘Did she say she’s going to have a group work today?’ Faith wonders.

At the wedding, Ewan Holland's assistant replaced the slideshow video with a clip of my sexual assault from five years ago. Amid the dead silence of the hall, Lilith Clayton pinned down my hands as I scrambled to unplug the flash drive. "Relax! I mean no harm. Just wanted to remind you how much Mr. Holland loves you. He doesn't mind your past, so don't ever chase cheap thrills or betray him." While I racked my brain trying to convince everyone it was an AI forgery, I frantically signaled Ewan to pull the drive. I thought he'd surely step up to save me. Yet he dragged the timeline bar forward and zoomed in on my face instead. I stopped wrestling, staring at him in disbelief. "What are yo

Three years. She thought and shook her head as she stared out over the water, the waves lapping at the shore, the boats, sailboats, bobbing on the water, they always calmed her soul. She’d always believed that if fate had dealt her a different hand, she’d have been a sailor. Her hands clenched behind her back as she listened to David and Vance relay the latest fiasco to her. They were talking fast and over each other, clearly afraid of her reaction. Both were aware of her temper and her need to control everything around her. And her wrath when things don’t go exactly as she wanted them to. And from what she can tell from their mumbled and jumbled words, things were definitely not going as sh

, she fell into his arms, holding on to him, like he would vanish every second. “I understand, but before, I always thought that I’m worthless compared to others, you know?!” “I don’t see you as a monster, I love everything about you, and I’m happy you saved me, I just don’t understand how to deal with that other side of me”, she said. “Now, when I think about your words, I understand you, and I know faith brought us together, to make me a stronger, a better person, to be complete, with you.”