Dance With Devils Characters Novels & Stories

Zachary fumed and looked straight in her eyes that were gleaming with mirth. “I am not going to let you or this pauper destroy my kingdom” Delphyne gritted and then looked at Diana who was trying hard to stifle her cries, “Listen and better ingrain this in your mind witch, we are devils. We hate you and your entire fucking community. Heaven was once ours and soon we are gonna snatch it back from you. You better start counting your days because they won’t last long.” Diana gasped in horror. Zachary also stared at his mother incredulously, “THE FUCK YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??”

DEVIL started to move towards the ANGEL and she was looking at him silently with her red eyes. Tears were running continuously through her eyes. Her nose and her cheeks were swollen and red. A big handprint was visible on her cheeks and it was enough for the devil to lose his mind. Devil came closer to her and knelt in front of her. Angel was looking beautiful in her crying mess too. But Devil wanted to rip off the wedding dress. Her chest was on the show for all the people. He clutched his fist tightly and closed his eyes to calm down his rising temper.

' Fury increases as I advance and before either of them notices my presence, I grab the cheeky one by the wrists and pull them to position her behind my back, covering her body completely with mine from the old pervert's gaze. "I don't know who the hell you are," I say, ignoring the panting of the chestnut woman behind me and at the same time, struggling to hold her, because the damned thing doesn't stop resisting, "but not everyone enters my club and who does, he doesn't touch mine, neither speaks nor looks at her. "I just wanted..." "Get out of here!" I exclaim red with anger. "I'm not looking for trouble, Devil", the very unconscious has the audacity to challenge me. "I was just helping y

Theodore sighed, he wasn't in the mood to deal with Devon's antics. Devon walked up to the ladies, he bowed his head with a flourish."I am Devon. May I have the pleasure of knowing the name of these beautiful ladies?" Betty blushed and giggled while Olivia looked unimpressed. "I am Betty" Betty introduced herself. "I am Olivia," Olivia said. "You ladies are so beautiful, you make me want to be an honest man and marry the both of you" Devon flattered the ladies. Theodore rolled his eyes at Devon's cringe attempt at flirting.

The old man said while begging to Callum. I bit my lower lip and looked at Callum with emotionless eyes as he looked at the old man. He then, smirked evilly. “I hope you thought about that before you fucking did that to me, Mr. Domingo. You do know how evil I am when it comes to this kind of betrayal. I hope you remember.” I looked at the old man again. He fell to his knees weakly on the floor. He’s now crying while kneeling in front of Callum. But the latter looks ruthless and heartless while looking down at him.

Before reaching near god they needed to showed up in different counters for correcting varieties of formalities. Other than them, there presented a beautiful angel who also dressed in white like others was there by walking to and froth with a golden book in her hand. She was very busy with her work. She was the personal assistant (PA) of divine source. She came near a tired soul and said with a smile by looking into the golden book in her hand, "Congratulations! You've won our lottery." The soul just crooned, "Huh! Huh!." "You are the sinful dead soul of one who made a terrible error", said the PA again by looking into the book.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

“But be warned, Eldrick. A deal with the devil rarely ends as expected.” Meanwhile, back in her chambers, Hazel paced, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. The news of her impending marriage to a man known as “the Devil King” had spread faster than wildfire. Her closest companion, Evelyn, stood by the door, her arms crossed and an amused smile quirking her lips. “So,” Evelyn said, tilting her head with a smirk. “How does it feel to be betrothed to the most fearsome man in the kingdom?” Hazel shot her a glare, though a laugh escaped her lips despite herself. “Fearsome is an understatement, Evelyn. They say he’s ruthless and heartless. Do you know what they call him? The Devil King!”

Their bodies were barely covered and the men latched themselves at the front feasting their eyes on God's creation. Some of the people had sex in the open the colours bulbs flickering around the room dancing over the bodies of the dancers. At the side of the bar, Zayne could be seen a guy was with him, they were both drinking. “Why did you ask to meet me?” The guy asked. “Come on Micheal, I can't come see you anymore?” Zayne groaned feigning annoyance. Micheal scoffed at his friend's childish behaviour before taking a sip of his cocktail. “What do you want?” He asked again dropping the cup.

Maybe start planning my next escape for real this time. And then—he did something that caught me off guard. Ronan Blackwood, the Devil himself, squatted in front of me. Not stood. Not loomed. Squatted. Eye level. Holding two glasses of wine in his large hands. “What’s the problem?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it. I looked away. “I’m fine,” I muttered.