Dance With The Devil Book Novels & Stories

The people who were dancing in the dance floor were not aware that there were two devils in their midst. One of the devil was dancing and flirting with a woman, he had black long hair reaching up to his shoulder which he parked neatly without a single strand of hair out of place. His eyes were golden, strong square jaw, perfect carved brows and thin pink lips. He was tall and had broad shoulders. He was Asmodeus, the third deadly sin of lust. The woman he was dancing with was drooling over his strong muscular body and he gave her a flirtratous smile while whispering dirty words into her ears and the woman blushed.

(Shakes booty happily). And here I am, presenting you The Devil’s Rose which is a cocktail of heartbreak, gunfights, power struggles, and of course, the kind of love that makes you scream, cry, and maybe throw your phone across the room (guilty). But wait, don’t get too comfortable! This book may be wrapped up nice and neat but there's still so much blood, betrayal, and cliffhangers to come because why give you peace when I can keep you screaming at your screen?

“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!”

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

“Those pretty eyes can’t stop following Lisa. You’re thinking, ‘what kind of assholes would make someone in her condition work for them?’ Am I right?” “No, I was…” “Well, that is what happened when you think of messing with me. It didn’t take more than two bullets. Yours will be a worse fate if you dare me, I assure you,” the devil dropped before lifting his cup of coffee to his lips. He did it to her? Of course. The food in my mouth suddenly nauseated me, and I pushed it down with a forceful gulp of water. “Excuse me.” I shot up from my chair and left.

I can barely handle my brothers, let alone some slut who’s just hunting for a patched-in dick. “Whatever you say, man.” Devil gets up from his seat and grabs Linch by the hair. She likes being dominated, so she enjoys Devil dragging her toward a chair. It’s obvious from her face... lust shines in her eyes, and she licks her thick, fake lips. I turn away just before Devil shoves his cock into her still cum-filled mouth and finish my beer. “Uh… hey.” I turn and see a young woman. She must be new, because everyone in here knows not to come on to me. If I ever needed release, I’d grab a bitch, put her on her knees, and get off right then and there. And even that doesn’t happen often.

The guy kept sobbing, and when he faced her, it was clear that he was stunned for a moment before he got over it and told her what happened. "I never thought I'd meet a devil in person. How much more working for him?" He said that in between his sobs as he glared at the highest floor of the building. "I don't have a job now," his shoulders hung low. In order to comfort the man, she patted him. "Don't worry, you'll find another one," she said, sounding reassuring, even though she herself didn't have a job at that moment. "By the way, what happened? Who's that devil you're talking about?"

Her voice dripped with sarcasm when she saw Visha lying helplessly on the cold floor of the filthy dungeon. Author's note: Don't forget to check out my new books – The Devil's Obsession (A forbidden romance story) and The Alpha's Third Mistress. You wouldn't want to miss out!!! If you can't find them in my list of books, just use the search bar to search.