A Dance With The Devil Book Novels & Stories

he declared. I stopped walking… and breathing. “How? I didn’t even give you the tittle of my story…” “A criminal novel, “Inside the Devil’s Mind”, by Anako… Not too creative nickname. Guessing on your reaction I was right, it is your story.” He got closer to me and looked straight into my eyes. “I like the main character, that Troy… You could say we have few things in common,” he used his usual, devilish smirk. I took a deep breath and tried to remain calm but it was impossible, my face was already turning red.

I didn't expect him to say that at all. "How?" My voice suddenly became small. Valentin smiled deviously and I knew immediately that I had entered a tiny pickle. "You will dance for me, my personal dancer." He said, his deep voice lingering with amusement and and bit of anticipation. "Your mate and your dancer?" I asked and scoffed shaking my head in disbelief. "It's like dancing for the devil." "Whatever you say noisemaker," Valentin chuckled deeply. His chuckle made my heart skip several beats and I almost winced in pain.

Until we meet again, sweet girl, I hope you're dancing with the angles. END OF BOOK ONE

“Then hear mine. I will find you. Whoever you are. I will drag you into the light before your lies bury me alive.” The fire in her chest burned hotter than the ovens. For the first time, fear was not stronger than her rage. She turned back toward the stairs, her steps sharper, her spine straighter. The guards waiting by her door would think she had never moved. They would not know that the girl they locked away had walked into the belly of the house and made a vow. They would not know that tonight, the Devil’s Bride had chosen defiance. The study was lit only by firelight, shadows crawling up the bookshelves like restless ghosts. The great desk loomed between them, maps and ledgers scattered

(Shakes booty happily). And here I am, presenting you The Devil’s Rose which is a cocktail of heartbreak, gunfights, power struggles, and of course, the kind of love that makes you scream, cry, and maybe throw your phone across the room (guilty). But wait, don’t get too comfortable! This book may be wrapped up nice and neat but there's still so much blood, betrayal, and cliffhangers to come because why give you peace when I can keep you screaming at your screen?

' In real those men were gifting his soul to the Devil, and the Devil was that silhouette. And The Devil never accepts a gift which doesn't scream for mercy. ************************** ************************** Guys kindly vote for the book. I hope you all are enjoying the book. Lemme know in the comment section. Love you all!!!

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But beneath her dress, her thigh holster pressed tightly against her skin, and the stiletto in her corset was a familiar weight—one she found oddly comforting. “Do you remember how to waltz?” Lucian whispered, guiding her onto the polished marble floor. “I remember how to kill in heels,” she said sweetly, letting him pull her into his arms. They danced as the orchestra rose behind them, strings and brass building a sound both romantic and foreboding. As they turned, Lucian’s lips brushed the shell of her ear. “In ten minutes, I’ll need to disappear. Keep the attention on you.” Her hand tightened slightly around his. “Don't die.”

**** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed Viking and Iris’ story, and catching up with The Road Devils cast of characters. ‘The Devil’s Pair’ (The Road Devils MC #4), Dux, Drake, and Briley’s story, is the next book in the series and it’s available here on GoodNovel. I'd also like to invite you to please check out my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com

I didn't believe his nonsense and said nonchalantly, "If you're going to treat me, then do it properly. I don't want to have sex with you. You can't force me." Henry froze for a moment before regaining his composure. "Relax. We don't do anything of that sort." I nodded and lay on the massage bed. Henry skillfully touched the spot between my legs. In an instant, desire surged through my body. This time, I chose to resist him. I held back the desire and refused to react. Seeing that I hadn't responded to his touch, Henry suddenly panicked and pulled out a strange device. He kept directing it at the spot between my legs.