Better The Devil You Know Meaning Novels & Stories

“Ever heard the saying, ‘Better the devil you know than the angel you don’t’? Maybe you should think about that.” I didn’t flinch. Instead, I leaned closer to Cyrus, letting my arm find his like it belonged there. “Then I guess I’ll stay with my Angel,” I said calmly, my voice steady. “Because I trust him to send that so-called devil straight back to the pit he crawled out from.”

he said, and I almost burst into laughter Such a daydream! Was he expecting me to fall for such words, girls like me know our place in this world and how men could easily manipulate us to become what we wished not, men matter but women don't, and as the saying goes, the devil you know is better than the angel you don't know.

In a moment of desperation, I slap his face, but it leaves only a red mark. He finally lets go of my neck and retaliates by slapping me hard, sending me crashing to the floor. I cough, tasting blood in my mouth. This isn't Alex—his eyes are different. He's not himself. He would never hit me. But then again, I realize that I know nothing about this man. He might be a horrible person hiding behind smiles. "You want evil, right? I will give you evil," he growls, his voice cold and menacing. A wolf hiding in sheep's clothing. Now I understand why they say that the devil you know is better than the angel you don't know.

Chapter Thirty Four- The Devil She Doesn't Know Part Five I did not know what it was, but it was in pursuit and that was more than enough reason for me to scream for help hysterically and increase my pace. |||•••||•••||| I will not say that I regard my mother to be the wisest person I know, but she was extremely right about one thing; the Devil you do not know, is far worse than the Devil you know. "Okay, look, I am sorry, I just thought-"

Testifier 1 responded: He said he was going to kill us. Testifier 2 (random suggestion): The devil you know is definitely better than the angel you don't know. I've always believed Felix Desmond to be a good person, someone the younger generations could look up to. Turns out it's all pretence, the monster was hiding who he truly is.

"Indeed. But sometimes Christine, the devil you know is better than the angel you don't know." Christine nodded in agreement to that.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." "Don't you?" "I really don't." I drawled. "But you're welcome to take my date's place while you tell me all about it." Her face twisted with disgust. "I wouldn't call her a date. That didn't look like much of a date." "As a matter of fact, it was one of the best dates I've had." I winked. "I don't know what kind you've been on, but you need to choose better men." "I_"

I asked with my eyes closed and a smile on my face. "Nothing." He deadpanned but his eyes communicated the message he didn't want August to know. Nothing good comes out of a sweet honeyed mouth especially the one who is accepting of everything without resistance. The devil you know is better than the angel you don't know and to the him...I was the devil.

We became one. I gave myself to the devil. I was arranged to the devil.