Dance Devils Novels & Stories

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]

I hid it in my sleeve and walked into the hall like I still had a spine. Devon sat on the raised dais, looking every inch the bastard king—dark hair pushed back, broad shoulders filling his black coat, icy eyes scanning the room like he owned every soul in it. Cool. Deadly. Attractive in the way that made me want to kill him and ride him in the same breath. Pack children lined the walls, wide-eyed. Two “traitors” knelt in the center, already bleeding. “Watch closely,” Devon said, voice smooth and low. “Weakness gets you this.” He snapped a neck. The crack echoed. Kids flinched.

So tender and so sweet. Althaia wrapped her arms around my neck as my hands slid down to her ass, lifting her to me. I fucking loved those legs around me. “Want to dance with The Devil in the sheets?” I asked against her lips, already walking us over to the bed. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” She leaned slightly back to look at me. “Why not?” “I, uh…happen to be kind of…loud?” I smiled when her cheeks started to get flushed.

Devil! "Devil?" I asked her to repeat what she said. "Aren't you?" And I knew she was gone for the night. "Wait! I will teach you what a devil can do to you," and she ran upstairs to protect herself from me. I watched her run up the stairs, a smile stretched across my face. She was laughing, her infectious giggle filling the room, and I couldn't help but join in. I chased after her, feeling the excitement and energy of the moment.

I subconsciously draw my lower lip between my teeth, my cheeks heating up when he pushes my legs apart and lock a finger around the strap of my panties, pulling it off. His eyes glaze over, burning with dark desires as he takes in my pink pussy, wet and throbbing for him. "Addie," my name rolls off his tongue like fine wine, "If your neighbors have forgotten my name perhaps, you are gonna remind them today, get it?" "Got it." I grin, going on my knees before grabbing his dick in my hands, and jerking him off.

Camillie and her father took to the dance floor. Abeni felt a knot forming in her stomach as she watched Dmitry from across the room. He was laughing and talking animatedly with another woman, and it was clear that there was more to their interaction than just friendly conversation. The woman was stunning, with long, curly hair and a figure that made Abeni feel self-conscious about her own curvy frame. As they danced together, Abeni couldn't help but wonder if Dmitry still found her beautiful or if he had already moved on.

Diana chuckled nervously as she came to stand beside her fuming daughter. Her fingers pinched Anna skin as she led her over to seat, her eyes was telling her to cooperate. It sure was threatening. " Evan...this is my daughter, Anna...and Anna, this is your husband to be and his father, say hello" Anna stared at her in-laws and her glare only deepened, her brows furrowed the more, but then, who was she? She's Anna Chadwick. She let out a deep and overly sweet smile. "Hi Evan, I heard you're my husband to be, I'm Anna, your wife to be"

I was, however, prepared to give Devin an earful for not warning me about him. Returning to the guest room-turned fairy forest, my eyes were immediately drawn to Devon. He was standing near the stage with a bevy of lovely ladies hanging on his every word, including a life-sized Barbie doll who had her arm possessively curved around him. I shook my head, immensely grateful that our fooling around in the bathroom had stopped when it had.

I stand on his hand, his scream loud as he tries to pull away. “I don’t know. I’m sorry.” He looks at me confused, then looks back at Daisy, I almost punch him for looking at her, but then he notices her jewellery and freezes. He kneels up, holding his hand up. “I’m sorry, Mr. Devil, I didn’t realise she wasn’t a dancer.” He sobs, praying for forgiveness, but I press down harder on his hand. His screams become louder, and I know his hand and fingers are broken. “Cal, please leave my main guy alone!” I turn hearing Rose.

Devika didn't move an inch. He again said, " come here". But this time more loudly. Devika doesn't want to earn another slap, so she walked towards him. He pulled her on his lap and said, "I am playing music. You will dance like a slut for me to excite me. If you fail to do so. Then I will throw you into burning coal." Devika couldn't tolerate his humiliation anymore. She yelled," never. I will never do this type of dance for you. You are sick".