Beautiful Devil Novels & Stories

He seemed to enjoy my bold spirit. “Vile? Is that what you think of me princess?” he asked, his eyes showing a flash of interest as if he actually cared what I thought of him. “Well you are literally the devil. The king of hell and source of all evil in the world. Why should I think differently?” I said glaring at him.

You can’t even take a single hit. “Now, now, Derrick. Don’t leave me so quickly. The fun has just started and you don’t want me to get bored now, do you?” I whistled and my eyes glowed red under the darkness. Derrick trembled as he witnessed that, “Who–who are you?” My grin widened, “I am the She devil. Nice to meet you.” *************************************

biggest mistake of his life. "ENOUGH. I LUCIFER HERE BY ANNOUNCE THAT HUMAN WOMAN IS MY MATE, NOT ONLY FOR THIS LIFE TIME BUT FOR ETERNITY. IF ANYONE EVEN DARES TO COME BETWEEN US, I WILL KILL THEM." I said with my devil voice and I can see my skin burning and turning red and taking complete Devil form. All the Demons started to surround me, Hades might be the one for whom they work but they worship me... my inner Devil. They all kneeled before me but I have no interest in them. I snarled at them and they ran away. I am no longer in my control. My Devil form is completely out and all I can see is red. I want her... only she can calm me down.

she gave a cunning smile. “Come here.” he pulled her close to his heart and squeezed her body. “Who am I to you?” “You are the devil; he only comes at night to satisfy me.” “Whenever evening comes, my eyes search for him; I like when he touches me. Even in his pain, I feel pleasure. I like it when his fingers paint on my body. I was an angel, but he turned me into his favorite demon.” “He made me his JEZEBEL,” ( The spirit of lust and sex)

Devine is holding onto a glass of wine, catching up with an old-time friend and sipping randomly from his wine when his tilted head propeled his eyes to catch a glimpse of the most beautiful woman in the world. His breath hitched as his gaze took in the attractive sight of Nutella as she stood by herself looking like the definition of deadly sins. Her curly wavy blond hair, appeared messy, leaving her with the bitchy appearance that he loved so much. His eyes accentuated her every curve and he cursed softly. Gosh! She was a walking sin, looking hot and captivating in all glory. His jaws tightened and he marveled his eye through the ecstatic sight, his eye wandering around her hot slited thig

All her eyes represent the innocense, which could be ruined the second he uplift his power. He knows she will test his water, and continue to do so until she witnesses his real animal side. But will he be harsh? She will see him as the villain of her life, but is he the villain? Or the savior in the disguist of a devil? A sigh escaped his lips,"She... is.. his daughter.. A lynn...." he whispered underneath his breath. But his people were still not convinced. "Boss... but why marriage? We could make her sign the legal documents. Why do you want to change her with you?"

Valerian's POV I am known to be ruthless. I am known to be a devil. Both by humans and vampires. I am often labeled as cold. As stern. As hard. I've lived hundreds of years in this lifetime and I already came to terms with that, that even I, myself believed that I am. I had to.

"Because you don't want to marry someone who thinks you're mediocre. Who makes you small. Who tears you down." "But what if he's right?" "He's not." "You don't know that." "I do." She takes the wine bottle from me. Drinks. "You're talented. You're kind. You're loyal. And Brandon is a narcissistic asshole who couldn't handle having a girlfriend who might actually succeed without him." "I'm not successful." "Yet. You're not successful yet." I want to believe her. Want to think there's something better coming. But right now all I feel is empty.

So people being wary of pretty people makes sense. The biblical devil was the most beautiful. Still, I cling to the Earth expression, the greatest trick the devil played was convincing the world he didn’t exist. For all the forms that evil takes, I know that true Devils lie in the details that every one seems to miss. Details, I shouldn’t have missed.

“If that’s what it takes to keep you, Bryan… then yes. I am the devil.” The words slithered through the air, wrapping around me, suffocating me. My stomach twisted violently. I fought the urge to gag. “You’ve hurt yourself…this much…just to trap me? Just to prove some twisted point?” Her lips curled, teeth flashing in a grotesque snarl, beauty shattering under the weight of her rage. She looked less like a woman and more like some feral thing cornered in the dark. “The devil can be very persistent when needs be. The devil lost to God and isn’t willing to lose again, she has to fight her way to the top, she has to stay married to Bryan fvcking Adams.” She wiped her bleeding and bruised forehe