Beautiful Devil Novels & Stories

"In time, dear Indra, in time. You’ll see, I'm not like everyone else. Once I'm done with you, you'll do whatever I want." Indra smiles. "Do you really think you can beat me? You already know I'm the devil's daughter, don't you?" "Without a doubt. I know your weaknesses better than you do." "I don't have any weaknesses." The man laughs. "That's exactly what I expected you to say. But we all have our Achilles heel. You are no exception." Indra can swear she hears the man licking his lips. "Just dare to treat me like a little girl," she replies, trying to get up, but the chain is too short and pulls at her grazed wrist’s making them sting painfully.

I tried to tell her but it was too late as the devil pulled her hair and said with gritted teeth, "Do you have any idea whose baby you had aborted huh?" The woman hissed in pain, she seemed confused and tried to talk with the devil and make him understand what she did was necessary to save me and the relation between him and me, she was trying to convince him because they both are in human form and she was treating them like humans but soon she will be going to see the real self of them. The devil laughed listening to her wise advice with a long explanation, he then looked at his friend, "Make her suffer." He said and then threw her at the foot of his friend.

"Mermaids of good behaviour always reincarnate at most twice in their lifetime. Every royal should know that. What about you? Why are you here and why with him?" She eyed Elliot badly. We were always told back then that the devil was evil, vile and ruthless. We were made to believe that he was the troublemaker of the world. I did believe so back then. "It's because of him I'm here." What I was about to say would shock her to her merbones. "We always dreamed about what our mate would look like. Elliot's my mate." Her jaw dropped. She was speechless, tongue-tied, words failed her... "Him! The devil, are you insane Alexa?!"

"You're so ugly. No man would ever want you. Before you die, I'll let you know what it's like to be with a man. You should thank me, really." The cruel words sent a wave of pain and humiliation crashing over Halsey. Her tears poured down once more. Then, with a sharp rip, the Stormborn Devil tore open her blouse. Halsey's delicate skin, the smooth porcelain-like beauty of a sheltered young woman, was exposed to the cold air. Her flawless complexion only seemed to fuel the twisted desire in the Stormborn Devil's eyes. "Your face is so ugly, but your body's quite a different story," he muttered, leaning down to kiss her.

Devina drawled sarcastically as she rolled her eyes, “we can deliver a little gift to Baekalis. You know, just so she can get a little warning from us.” Devina had a certain dark glint in her eyes, and I couldn't help but admit to myself that I found it…intimidatingly hot. My princess was a very beautiful lady, and there are times when she would let her rage, anger and need for vengeance consume her in a way that should seem scary and downright demonic. But, no. My baby somehow made that look seem as sexy as ever when it was settled on her facial features. “A gift?” Nightshade inquired, his eyebrows shooting up in intrigue. “Well, what do you have in mind?”

THE DEVIL MIGHT NOT BE THE UGLY CREATURE THAT WE ALL THINK HE IS, SOMETIMES HE’S THE MAN YOU’VE SPENT YOUR ENTIRE LIFE WITH, OR THE PRETTY MAN YOU ENJOYED ONE OF YOUR BEST NIGHTS WITH. ————- WELCOME💕🌸 ———— ALICIA’S POV. The poison.

It's true that it's ugly for us to sleep with each other and with others at the same time, I like the idea of us being exclusive. Oh, the devil is a damn bastard because as soon as I have one man, he makes another one appear like magic, he can't leave me alone, he can't let me be with just one, I can't play with two because then I'll be left smelling my finger, it's certain that both will leave. +

He smiles as he takes my helmet from Kylie and grabs my gloved fingers pulling the fabric off. “You mean unhinged. You just need to pay more attention.” It is not the first time I notice how handsome he is. The devil with an angels face. Too bad I have nothing more left in me to give to Killer. As I stare at his retreating form, I KNOW that it doesn't matter. A devil doesn't want your love, hatred or anyone of those things that get you hurt. No, the devil wants your soul and all your desires. The devil wants to own you until you can only see the fire that burns in his gaze.

Lucian’s note had come with a final line: “The devil doesn’t wear horns. He wears charm. Find his weakness.” Ayla exhaled slowly. She was no longer Ayla Monroe. Not here. Tonight, she was a ghost. Inside, the gala pulsed with orchestrated elegance. Women in gowns worth more than Ayla’s rent glided past men with blood-stained hands wrapped in Armani. Waiters floated by with champagne. It would’ve been beautiful if she didn’t know who half these people were — or what they’d done to get here. Lucian’s voice echoed in her mind: “Serrano traffics secrets. You’ll be one of them by midnight if you fail.”