Dancing Devil Novels & Stories

He chuckles making his chest vibrate. "Let me tell you a story. " This make her look up at him. He looks back . The various lights from the carnival make his eyes sparkle. "There was a devil ,you know an evil person.Then he saw an angel and wanted to have her. No cage her! he waited for many years to have her in his cage. He watched her to age into a beautiful girl. he watched her from far away! The devil inside of him couldn't wait anymore and was always planning to cage her , possess the angel. So he went with the plan to bring her in his dark cage and never let her go!"

“Oh yes, because it’s not like there’s a bunch of other hot girls here tonight.” “Not like you, there’s not.” I wonder how long it will take for Anna to realize that no one can compare to her? “Laying on the charm extra thick I see...” Anna smiles. “I like it, please continue.” I chuckle. We’ve been dancing for only a few minutes and I can already feel the envy pouring in from the supernaturals nearby. It doesn’t affect me as near as much as it does Dante, giving him a pleasurable high off it but it does make my body hum in a delightful way. A temporary power boost. As the Devil, I am able to feed off the seven deadly sins as well, I just don’t require it as Dante does. It’s an added bonus t

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.

“Then you will watch your kingdom burn from the inside. Every ally will turn, every soldier defect, every coin rot in your hand. Because I already own them. You are kings and queens only so long as I allow it.” For a long moment, silence reigned. Dante’s fists clenched, his fury palpable. But before he could speak, Amara leaned forward, her gaze locked on the Devil’s. “And what do you gain by offering us mercy?” she asked. His eyes gleamed. “Entertainment. Even devils like their games.” --- The Private Dance Later, when the music shifted to something slower, Il Diavolo extended his hand toward Amara. “Dance with me,” he said.

She made me do a full twirl making my dress move around me and my giggle to get louder, things were going well, until Devil’s movement got worse, going down and up against my body. “You two are just trouble makers” Nikolai says finally joining us in the dancing, he took my place in the middle, dancing along with us, he could dance, he knew how to dance. He held both of us having no problem keeping with my bad movement and Devil’s sexy ones, he moved me when I didn’t know what to do, making me smile. When Devil’s move went a bit too far, he landed a slap on her bum, it just looks like a dance move but it’s actually a warning for her to stop it, I couldn’t help the giggle again, she’s gonna ha

Whirling strobe lights give me fractured glimpses of Devon, who I guided into the gyrating crowd. When we started dancing, Devon looked so tempting, tall, and slim, but his tight round booty was encased in fitted black jeans with rips at the knees with a white loose-fitting dress shirt. He caught my attention and others, girls, too! His outfit showcased his broad shoulders and tight waist. His deep brown hair was combed off his face making him stand out even more. Devon had moves that excited me. The man was getting it on the dance floor as he went all out to show me the best time of my life.

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

she asked inquisitively. “Devils Night is our favorite night of the year, a night of mischief. It started in Detroit but has spread so far beyond all of that. It is a night to celebrate being young and free, a night to have a little fun. I don’t see anything wrong with that.” she was hanging on my every word. It was all true but there was another reason for the name. Devil’s night was also Synestra’s birthday. “One final question, what do you think about the protests and people saying you somehow brainwash your fans with your music?” she asked and I could tell she thought this was a hard hitting question. I decided to have a little fun with her.

I said yes because one thing that I have come to know about this man is that devil hates him from the core of his heart and I don't want to make him angrier and unleash it on me. "So ladies and gentlemen, we are going to start our game. All the couples are requested to join the floor". He asked for my hand. That man was too standing beside the devil. I looked at his hand and then to him and then to that man. And after giving it a thought I gave my hand to the devil. Thank God! he didn't drag me to the floor. He led me to the dancing area like a gentleman. We took our places. There were a total of 20 couples and we got the token no. 7

“He’s not exactly Satan.” “Yes, but—” I groan in frustration. “You don’t understand.” How do I explain that the Devil up there...the ripped, tattooed, pierced, so amazing in bed that I can’t think about anything except his cock...set my fucking wardrobe on fire because he wanted me to wear dresses without panties? He's clearly insane. “What I understand is that you’re living with Dorian Reed,” she says. “He’s like...legendary when it comes to fucking.”