Cast Of The Devil's Plaything Novels & Stories

The creaking of the giant double doors sent a wave of fear through the chained-up man and gestured that it was a sign for him to stop what he was doing, but the fear quickly morphed into a burning rage. The doors swung open, revealing a man whose body is chiseled to perfection. His dark suit wrapped around his body, his green eyes devoid of emotion as he surveyed the scene. This was Lucien Belucci, the man known as the Devil’s Incarnate, the most infamous name in the mafia world dubbed devil’s incarnate for being cold, merciless, and having no regard for life. “I knew you’d betray me. Bastardo!” the chained-up man snarled in a thick Italian accent, the veins in his neck standing out in rage.

I almost cried thinking of what he can do to my family I was scared cause I know what exactly he was capable of. I released myself Infront of the devil exposing my body look at your nipples so pink so hard mmmm come on spread your legs so I can see your juice pink tight virgin pussy. I slowly spread my legs wide to show him my forbidden place but he's not satisfied so he spread my legs wider. I gave the devil what he wanted he started to stroke his dick looking at my pussy,looking at his massive dick I got scared and turn my face away he is going to hurt me alot He wiped my tears gently I don't understand him one time he is rough and another time he is gentle he has this worried expression f

He laid on her top, still inside her, he looked out the window and again turned to look at her, she saw the smirk and knew something was running inside his Devil brain He dug his head on the crook of her neck and whispered "Didn't I had promised you, Angel, I would make our first time memorable for you making you scream all night, even to heaven hear your scream, make you beg and cum till sun decides to show mercy on you, I kept my Promise, Angel" As his words registered her mind she turned towards the window and saw the sun was ready to rise, he had spread his colour disappearing the dark, and then she looked at him her husband who was admiring her she knew she looked a mess and he would ne

“You think you can lie to me? I'm the Devil. Tell me where it is.” “I'm telling you the truth,” Parker protested, his voice shaking. David raised his gun and shot Parker in the leg. “I don't have time for games. Give me the pen drive or you'll regret it.” With a trembling hand, Parker handed over the pen drive. David snatched it from him and inspected it carefully. “Good boy,” he sneered. “But you know what I do to traitors, Parker? I don't show mercy. And you betrayed me.”

I dragged her to the table behind her, pinned her flat on it. "This is my charity Sheila, for long time's sake," I raised her dress, tore her leggings, unzipped my pants as I held my cigarette in the corner of my mouth. I drove into her without hesitation. "Fuck Leon!" She moaned out. "See how fucked up your obsession is? You're enjoying this." I was angry imagining how those bastards she paid would have messed up Tamara if Sean wasn't there in time. "I want you to imprint this in your tiny head, because if not for Tamara you won't be breathing. I'm a scumbag and I can change my fucking mind anytime." I hissed before one last hard thrust knocked her breath out of her.

“Hate me. Fight me. But don’t ever think you can leave me.” She turned sharply, her blue eyes blazing. “What do you even want from me, Theo? You killed my father, you ruined my life. You have my body—what else is left?” I smiled, slow and dangerous. “Your soul, carino.” Her breath hitched. “That’s the thing about deals with the devil,” I continued, watching as her fingers twitched at her sides. “They don’t end when you want them to.” Her lips parted, but no words came out.

The child can already wield the Rift. The child could command the dead and the living. His memory twists, showing him stumbling into a gate of black smoke, whispering the words that will doom them all: “The Devil’s heir is coming.” He falls unconscious. ⸻ Back in Aunt Dee’s Realm… Sarai Collapses The link snaps so violently Sarai screams. Aunt Dee appears instantly, magic crackling around her. Sarai’s eyes roll back as the last of the traitor’s fear floods her mind — sharp, acidic, unmistakable.

Audrey asked, curious to know more. "The devil doesn't bargains, and as possessive and envious as he is, he wasn't willing to just walk away just because God said so" he said, "because he had most of the humans on his side 'cause they where his after all from selling their souls, he formed minions to rebel against God's orders"

I hated and was even jealous of her and although for some reason, she gradually became more and more mediocre as we grew older while I managed to outshine her and became the perfect socialite, those feelings had never disappeared. So when I saw the opportunity of getting rid of her for good which at the same time could also make her miserable, I took the chance and tricked her into coming home. Then, I led her to believe that I was being forced to marry Mr Devil which made her to help me 'escape'. She probably had no idea that the moment she did that, she had fell into the trap carefully designed for her, the end of which was that she would have no choice but to marry Mr Devil. The plan hadn

I knew exactly what I was. The men in my father's circles called me a little demon in red lipstick. The wives whispered "whore" behind their fans while their husbands couldn't stop staring. Dante Moretti never stared. Not at first. He was the underboss of the Velasco family—cold-eyed, sharp-suited, a man who could order a hit without blinking. They said he'd never shown interest in any woman. They were wrong. I still remember the first night. His penthouse, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. He'd summoned me to "discuss my father's debts." Twenty minutes later he had me bent over his mahogany desk, my dress pooled at my ankles, his mouth against my ear.