Dancing Devil Novels & Stories

The name is not Dustin, but Devlin this time, and a new desire below the name. “Remember at your highest moment, the devil makes his move,” the bartender whispers solemnly, forcing me to look back up, but he is nowhere in sight. Suddenly, an intense wave of fear washes over me and I stumble back as I look around. I’m not sure if it is the extreme intoxication, or if it is really happening in front of my eyes. The bar clears and I am left alone. The dim yellow lights change to blue, centred, making me the spotlight in a now dark room.

I'm not that little boy who would put his family name to shame for a woman. especially with the devil's daughter.

Finishing his sentence, he ripped my dress and I gasped out loud. “Crystal.” “Crystal.” A familiar voice echoed and the things started fading. I felt someone shaking me. “Crystal. Wake up.” My eyes opened wide in shock and came face to face with the devil himself. Yeah, that’s what I decided to call Valentine, Devil, the sole person who has tumbled my life upside down just in a few hours. He smiled sweetly watching my baffled expression. I looked around scanning my surroundings. Thank god it was just a dream.

The devil's own melody. Soul Snatcher.

This job was important to me and I knew I wouldn’t find a club quickly that would give me good treatment like here. It was like a deal with the devil, and I loathed the idea of selling my soul, even though I would only be dancing for him for a few minutes tops. The devil in question - Antonio the mafia boss - was seated, his coat laying on another side of the couch. His eyes felt like hot iron was seared into my skin. The music was playing, creating the perfect sensual atmosphere. And though my heart wasn’t in it, I silently cat walked over to the pole right in front of him and began my performance, movements I knew by heart.

I inhaled sharply and ran my fingers in the hair out of frustration. "What's the deal?" Right now, I want her underneath me, withering and moaning with pleasure while I ruin her hole for good. "Another contract with you." She did not hesitate to say that and I expected that. Delilah Richards is no less than a prostitute. A prostitute warms someone's bed for the sake of money and she does the same for the offers. That's how she became an A-listed model. A contract with the Weavers is enough for anyone's career. Although she is a slut but she is talented. I cannot deny that but I hate the fact that talent is underrated for her and she seals the deals with her body instead.

I should leave but I'm contracted for four more hours and I need that two grand and honestly where else am I going to go? I fix my makeup in the car mirror. Look almost normal. Just red eyes. Could be allergies. I walk back inside through the side entrance. Avoid the main party. Head straight to the bar in the corner. "Vodka," I tell the bartender. "Whatever's most expensive." He raises an eyebrow but pours it. I down it. Order another. "Rough night?" I turn. There's a guy sitting two seats down. Dark hair. Leather jacket. Definitely not dressed for an engagement party.

Chapter 01: How It All Started Devon’s P.O.V Dancing around the cold-hard pole as the erotic music began to play. The D.J. turned the beat slower as they release the cryo effect making the whole stage smokey, helping the laser beam and light beams to be visible.

KNOX POV "There she is." Fawaz pointed. Standing in the midst of men and women, her red velvet dress flowed with exotic grace behind her. A leg stuck out to show her sexy curves and the slit that stopped exactly where her underwear was. Just...wow! Her tawny tanned skinned glow under the midnight blue chandeliers to show how much of a goddess she looks. He averted his gaze on hearing his sister voice. (DOVE) "Dove, I didn't think I'd see you here."

How tall is this devil? “Galileo, put her in a room on you guys’ floor,” the devil instructed. “Si, boss.”(Yes). He took a step towards the elevators before he paused and partially turned. “We still leave at dawn,” he informed. “Should I book Flora’s ride for the same time?” Galileo inquired. “Does she bribe you or something?” From where I stood, I saw his eyes flash with anger. “Sorry, boss. I just assumed…since you’ve not been seeing others aside her lately…”