Dance Devils Novels & Stories

If I part my legs a little, it will only cover my clit. Fully dressed in my short latex skirt and uniform top, I dash out. Finally, I arrive at the club after, and run over to the counter, avoiding a bunch of hot naked ladies teasing their client’s cock. “You’re lucky that the manager isn't here.” Wren, my grumpy colleague, throws me a bunch of keys. “The ‘Devils’ are coming.” Holy fuck! My face lit up with a blush. My masked predator is the Devil’s Don. “And their rooms need to be perfect…”

He was joined by the physician from the main palace. As soon as they removed the last needles from her elbow, she opened her eyes slowly. Lydia weeped for joy as she gave her water to drink. Heavy footsteps were heard in the corridor. The door was pushed open at once and she saw, the Devil.

BAE: omg lol x o x o BAE: you’re so hot x o x o DEVON: So are you. I keep thinking about the other night BAE: me too. No one’s ever got me off like that b4 x o x o DEVON: if you think that was good, wait for the Winter Ball BAE: Lol I can’t wait, I keep daydreaming about you tbh x o x o

A pretty good self-defense move. To withstand that block is not something that is difficult for Deny. Everything is easy, as easy as he turned his palm. Moreover, the attack came from a jenny, an innocent girl who doesn't know how to do self-defense properly. Not a Regi who could take down many opponents. "If I married you, would you want to have sex with me?" What else is going on? Jenny looks like an endlessly fool. Eat promise? The promise is not edible. Even more so if only ordinary words came out of the mouth of a player like Deny. Jenny is not a kindergarten kid who is easily seduced and tricked.

The Glambour forest, also known as the Devil's vale was situated in the western part of Patasia continent with mysterious supernatural secrets. lt was the earlier meeting place of different nations but now everyone was scared to cross that place due to it's dark secrets. History saying that hosts, sightings of the reaper, wolf packs gathering, vampire hideaways–all present in this forest at one time. Popular rumour about the forest was the paranormal activities of the non human creatures of there. Once approximately in early twentieth century, a pregnant lady and her husband were trapped in this mysterious forest because of the broke off of their black classic british sports car.

Halsey watched as Dwight stepped forward, yanking the Stormborn Devil away with a powerful motion. The Stormborn Devil quickly regained his composure and snarled, his face twisting in rage. "You brat! How dare you ruin my fun!" With that, the Stormborn Devil swung a punch at Dwight. Dwight, agile and quick, effortlessly dodged the blow and retaliated with a punch to the Stormborn Devil's stomach. With a loud bang, the Stormborn Devil crashed into the side of the car, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Having the coolest moves was the least of their problems. At first, Cole, Devon and I stood together, dancing with our glasses in our hands, swaying to the beat and moving our heads, letting the rhythm take control of our bodies. However, it wasn’t long before we were joined by female company. Devon was the first to move away from our little group, with not one but two women hanging from his arms. I gave Cole a skeptical look, but he just shrugged his shoulders and continued to enjoy the music, until his eyes landed on a woman across the dancefloor and he gave me a mock salute before sauntering over to her, moving cautiously past the wild dancers bursting out their inner Michael Jackson.

Devon would be in my company for the better part of the day, working. Initially, I was relieved that Vector came over to keep me company with his presence because I would have gone insane with worrying and thinking nonstop, but I was beginning to feel that it was a bad idea. “Ellan,” Vector responded. The name sounded somewhat familiar, but because of the thoughts in my head at this very moment, I couldn’t even think of who that might be, and Vector noticed my confusion. “The owner of Dancing Devils,” Vector said. I glared at him with annoyance.

"I need to ask something." I look around and find only the two of us in the hall with no sign of Harley or Mom. Rose pushes me to sit on the single-seater while she sits on the other, facing me with an evil look in her eyes. She keeps smiling and it makes me suspicious enough to keep a straight face. Rose asking me for something never ends well — for me. "What happened?" "The Devils are hosting a concert at the Margarita Club at Silver Lake. I want to go." My lips purse at her request. The Devils are a band of four extremely rowdy boys in their early twenties who are gaining popularity among youngsters with their heinous songs and concerts which they host mostly at cheap bars.

And soon. As the ceremony concluded and the applause erupted, Eva, now officially engaged, scanned the crowd again. She spotted Devon, still standing close to Clara. Her jaw tightened. She had to make her move. She gracefully detached herself from Damien, who was being congratulated by a stream of guests, and began to make her way towards Devon, her smile fixed, her eyes gleaming with a renewed, dangerous determination. She would get her dance. And she would get her answers. The party had just begun, and the real drama was about to unfold.