Cookie Run Devil Cookie Novels & Stories

“This is sin. This is disgrace. This is shame!” “Isaac!” my mother said softly, tears already in her eyes. “Please…” He ignored her. His eyes stayed locked on me, sharp and unforgiving. “You went out there, you got corrupted. This is what happens when you leave your family, your church. You let the devil in!” I stood up, trembling but defiant. “It’s not the devil, Dad! It’s me! It’s who I am!” His hand hit the table again, harder this time. “No it’s not!”

That night she came to dinner wearing shorts, she looked so fucking sexy and I wanted to send every one of my men out of the dining room and fuck the shit out of her on the dining table but I quickly brushed the thought off because what the fuck. Watching her sleep so peacefully made my heart start beating differently, I didn’t even know that shit still works. In my ‘line of work’, people refer to me as The Devil and I love that nickname. My hand involuntarily reached out to tuck a strand of her hair but I stopped and got up when I heard Gio come in. Thank God he didn’t see that. “Oh, why is our princess sleeping on a couch?” Gio said “Don’t know, don’t care” I answered as I loosened my tie

His voice drops into a dark, lethal tone that carries to every single corner of the silent chapel. "You know what they say, Pierre… the devil always comes to collect..."

Cheers and applause erupted throughout the venue. When their lips finally parted, barely an inch between them, both smiled. “I’m glad you called me that day, Vivica,” Finn whispered. Vivica’s smile widened as the world around them shifted. Suddenly, they were no longer in the grand hall, but standing beneath the ancient Devil’s Tree, the very place where their story had begun. She looked up at him with pure love. “I knew you would come, my dear Devil.” Finn closed his eyes and pulled her into another deep kiss. “Yes,” he breathed against her lips. “Only yours…” “Only mine… my dear Devil.” THE END.

Hellion urgently grabbed her hand and strode towards the stalls. ‘No, your Highness!’ Hellion excitedly peered over the stall of foods and slowly turned her head towards Dev who’s now massaging her brows. Hellion just smiled and said. “Hey, how about this bun, can you get me one? I’m really craving it!” She excitedly said as the demon only let out a long sigh. Dev wanted to explain however she was bluntly turned down by Hellion’s hopeful gaze. Dev palmed her face as she took out a small bag from her pants pocket.

“Sounds fair, he isn’t in a condition to go out in the field.” “We would find things for him to do,” Luke said, shrugging. Emma smiled, he was loyal, which is why she had a hard time understanding what he was doing with Simon. She saw him relaxing and knew it was time for part two of her plan. “I have a confession to make, Luke,” she said. “Oh?” “The cookies were a trap, I’m sorry.” Luke looked at the cookie in his hand with a questioning look. Then he shrugged and crammed it in his mouth.

I whisper in fear. Tsking, and biting his lip, he shakes his head. “Oh, no. Don’t think of it like that,” he says sweetly, his nefarious smile shifting to sweet and beautiful. “I’m just a fragment of dust of what you may term as the devil. So small and useless until I’m given instructions by my boss. In this case, Mr. Memphis, otherwise known as Devlin, and the water of power he pours to me in form of instructions, stirs my little particles into a pile of mud and I get my power from him. But for now, I’m nothing more than a human just like you and everyone else in your little world.”

"C'mon now, I'm trying to level down here you are one of my finest creations and you've been collecting the most number of souls in the past centuries. Don't tell me you're losing your touch?" "They don't call me the all-mighty Supreme Being Contractor for nothing," I self-proclaimed. Well, maybe I made up some of those words so I would look cooler than I already am, and additional self-praise is not such a bad thing. I force myself with a fake smile and hand him over the contract. "You know how this works, signed here and we've got ourselves a deal." I took out my dagger to make a small cut on his index finger, so he could sign the contract using his blood, but he is the Devil so he uses hi

All this horse play over a chocolate chip cookie,he must be hungry. "Get back here."He warned,with a devilish smirk playing on his lips. "If you really want the cookie so bad you'll have to catch me first."I chuckled,holding it up in my hands to tease. I'm pretty sure this cookie will be the last thing on his mind when he catches me.

The baking is in full gear and in three hours, with the help of thirty-seven other maids aside from Becca who joined them excitedly, they bake up to six thousand cookies- enough for Devilio’s one thousand and five hundred soldiers to snack on. She takes the cookies to the training field and approaches Devilio with the coolies in Ziploc bags and he is really impressed with her kind gesture. “Thank you so much, Kayola,” Devilio says, smiling down at her. “You are welcome, I just wanted to do something nice for you,” she replies and turns to leave. She waits for him to speak, and he does. “Wait. Why not stay and watch?” Kayola turns and mutters under her breath, “Good boy”.