Blue Eyed Devil Mga Nobela at Kwento

She only thought witches have the power to appear anywhere they want but a vampire? "Sacred are you?" Zephyr muttered softly. His eyes were red, blood-red and Penelope could feel the anger exuding from his body. "My king!" Penelope mumbled. Zephyr smiled, closing the space between him and Penelope while the latter also decided to create a huge space between them by walking backward. She could see in his eyes that he wasn't in his right senses, he never was! She finally reached the wall, there was nowhere she could run. Zephyr's smile grew bigger at this, he placed his right hand on the wall and used his left hand to caress her beautiful skin.

A ruthless underworld heir and a disgraced investigative journalist are forced into a fake engagement that ignites a dangerous, all-consuming passion. Their love is tested by betrayal, power struggles, and a conspiracy that threatens to destroy them both.

She held the hand of a ten-year-old child who gazed at them without emotion. King Benedict IX clenched his fist as he eyed the child. Even as a child, everyone could see how beautiful he was. But what stood out the most was his blue jeweled eyes. His eyes were extremely clear like a deep blue sea. "Wow, what immense mana! Eating this child would be worth it!" The head devil laughed as it stared at the child. When the devil met the child's eyes, it suddenly stiffened. It could feel an incredible pressure emitted from him.

He immediately felt a pressure surging from all directions. Before Caspian could react, the muddy swamp-like ground suddenly cracked open. The crack kept expanding. The next moment, it turned into a blood-red eyeball and glared at Caspian. The area covered by the eyeball was more than 100,000 miles, and it was covered with the wriggling blood of a python. It looked ferocious and horrible to the extreme. It was no exaggeration to call it the Eye of the Devil King. Being stared at by this eye, Caspian found that all his flesh and blood seemed to have solidified and could not move anymore.

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

Darina screamed with his eyes closed as he try to control the devil inside him. "What is wrong with you please make love to me I have missed your touch" she raised his hand and placed it on her b*obs. "Go Lucy just leave me" he yelled again trying to control himself. "This is not..." She pause in shock when Darian's growl become louder he opened his eyes and her eyes met with his red eyes, which send fear down her spine. "The devil's eyes" she called weakly and with all her strength she pulled away from Darian as she made her way towards the door.

Any one of these changes would have made him seem vicious to anyone else. But those weren't the traits that made him look like the devil to me. It was his eyes. Bright red rage had bled into his grey eyes, giving them an eerie purple colour that still shone with a hatred that could send a lesser man into madness. But I'm no lesser man. I haven't been since I was a teen. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”

Chu Xun looked at it and said with a smile, "I haven't told you yet. I am Chu the Devil." Hiccup! Blue-scaled Eagle was choked by the rabbit meat. It stretched its neck and felt that it would be choked to death. It was frightened. "My Lord, don't make fun of me. Chu the Devil doesn't look like you. You can't fool me," Blue-scaled Eagle said. Chu Xun chuckled and said, "What does Chu the Devil look like?" "Chu the Devil wears bloody clothes and has blood-red hair. He's good-looking, as handsome as the man in the painting, and his means are incredible. How could he live in the deep forest?"

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

he murmured. Seraphina straightened as best she could, chin lifted. “If you're here to kill me, get it over with.” A soft chuckle echoed through the hollow room. “Kill you?” he echoed. “No, sweetheart. You’re far too valuable for that.” He stepped closer, and the light finally caught his face. She sucked in a sharp breath. He was beautiful—in the way a blade was beautiful. Sharp, polished, and meant to destroy. Midnight-black hair fell carelessly across his forehead, and his eyes—those eyes—burned with an unnatural crimson glow. A devil’s gaze. No humanity, just hunger.