Novel & Cerita Dancing Devil

Devon reached for my hand to pull me from my seat. "I am not much of a dancer." "It can't be that different than handy footwork when you are training. Pretend you are training me." For someone who had never seen battle or murdered anyone in cold blood, he was confident and sure of himself. I hardly had to do anything. Our bodies swayed together, and he twirled me around like I weighed nothing. The music slowed, and I slid my arms around his neck. Devon was not too big and bulky like wolves. It was nice how our bodies just seemed to fit together.

A massive, real life devil, the literal largest of life killers that ever walked the earth… kneeling before ME. At MY mercy. Hope flicks her tail playfully, and bats her eyes. Dante walks up to Rowan, clearly without any fear at all, and sniffs him. Hope wiggles our nose as the stench of sulfur and burnt skin flitters into our nose. When the devil huffs slightly, actual fucking smoke comes out of his nose. *Ohh man that’s awful,* Hope says, as she fights trying not to show her disgust at the smell. We stand frozen when the devil scoops up Dante’s large body and brings him so their noses rub. Awwww!

Mr. Dallas was very frightened as he walked into the Devil's palace. He had done something wrong unless that he wouldn't have summoned him. He couldn't remember what he could have done wrong. He had been obedience,responsible and fast enough in the best way a servant could be loyal to his master. "Here I am" he knelt on one knee in front of the Devil's throne. The Devil was standing beside the throne south his back towards Mr. Dallas. "Thirteen!" the Devil screamed.

To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

I think it won't rain, come on its December. "Let's go home" the devil said, he is now could but am so used to calling him devil, and the way he treat people its easy to take him as the devil "Sure" I said and we both work home, the rain started as a drizzly, I was surprised but it didn't stop at that, for it started rain cat and dog. The devil and I took off. We used our bags as umbrella. Before we got home we were already drenched, I quick went to the doorsteps, but the devil kept dancing around, he is happy and laughing. I felt my heart rate increased, he looked at me and winked, even with the cold my cheeked still heat up. I was mesmerized,what am I thinking, he is my brother.

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

It was time for him to meet the rumoured devil and his men. “Wait, who am I kidding?” He laughed, “It’s not as if the devil will notice me even if I’m one of the strippers dancing on the pole.” Everyone knows the devil is a player, but no one has seen him with any woman. There hadn't even been a single scandal about him. It wasn’t as if Kon had seen him in person. However, the things he has heard about the devil were more than enough. He took a deep, steady breath before he entered the room.

Davina's POV: The air backstage at the Devil's Club was thick with the usual chaotic blend of hairspray, perfume, and nervous energy. The other dancers, their bodies already adorned in various stages of glittering undress, moved with a practiced ease, adjusting straps and applying last-minute touches of makeup. I moved amongst them like a ghost, my new costume – a skimpy, sequined number in a garish shade of purple that was lying on a velvet stool. My reflection in the mirror was a stranger: haunted eyes, pale skin, a stark contrast to the carefully applied glamour around me.

He looked at the young man, a very man of Denever who immediately recover from shock. “So the devil-” he gritted his teeth when he realize the glare coming from the woman who lecture him earlier. He laughed like a madman and stood highly, forgetting the reason of why he even here this moment. “Spotlight never failed to be reliable as ever,” he said, narrating a damn thing. “You, for sure has decide to show that despicable horns of yours, Coplete.”