Dancing With The Devil Novels & Stories

“Well, I, uh. Mm. I just feel bad, you know? Cause his mate died…and he’s here all alone, maybe we should keep him company for a bit?” Natalie shrugged a bit before she grabbed my hand and led me off the dancefloor. We headed in his direction, which unfortunately, was within staring range of Devon. He was on the dancefloor with his tongue down Amelia’s throat. They were both feeling each other up like animals. It made me wish the punch was spiked. “Howdy,” said Harris. “Sore feet?” “Huh?” I was still half watching Devon. “From dancing,” he chuckled. “You two were out there for a while.”

I turn around and I find Kat moving against me as her hips sway side to side; following the beat of the music. Giggling, I leaned my head on her shoulder and began to follow her movements. My body was hot and I could tell my makeup was a mess because of all the sweating. I let go of Katina and began to dance freestyle. Letting my body take control, closing my eyes I bit my lower lip as I moved my hands from my hair to my collar bone then the valley of my breast slowly moved it to my thighs and lowered myself before getting up. I felt Katina grip onto my hand then spun me around. I giggled then accidentally bumped into someone. "Crap, I'm sorry." I giggled.

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.

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.

'You Got To Do, What You Do To Get You Much Higher Don't Do What You Do And Grab That Light Of Fire Now Do What You Do To Get You Much Higher Don't Do What You Do And Grab That Light Of Fire Go Don't Do Don't Do Come On, Biba' Dev watched Neha dancing with Tristan and his hands were holding her hand and waist in between. He looked at Amrita and smirked. He grabbed her onto the stage and started dancing. Amrita being clueless looked around and moved slightly not to disappoint anyone. Arthur gritted his teeth in jealousy. Although he couldn't stop Dev as he knew him but still he was burning with jealousy. When Amrita smiled enjoying and imitating Dev's moves, His patience ran out. He took a s

Nadine got to the bar and even from the parking lot, she could hear the music. 'The Devil's den' was proclaimed in front of the building with neon lights. Nadine went in and the first sight that hit her was the women dancing provocatively on the tables, wearing only bikinis. Nadine ordered a coke and the barman gave it to her. She sat at the counter and sipped her lukewarm coke as she surveyed for anyone who exuded lycanthrope vibes.

Since when did this bar get so crowded? "Argh! Now you're making me feel like the bad person." Devon slumped down on the couch. "I brought you here and you're forcing me to leave you alone. Tonight, I'll show you that in this whole universe, you can never find a friend as loyal as me." He took a bottle from one of the many wine bottles on the table. "Let's drown our sorrows together, Buddy. We'll yell to the world that this is not game over." "By the way." Devon lowered his voice and sighed. "If I dance with those ladies and Rosslyn gets wind of it, she's going to skin me alive."

“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.

To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

Having the coolest moves was the least of their problems. At first, Cole, Devon and I stood together, dancing with our glasses in our hands, swaying to the beat and moving our heads, letting the rhythm take control of our bodies. However, it wasn’t long before we were joined by female company. Devon was the first to move away from our little group, with not one but two women hanging from his arms. I gave Cole a skeptical look, but he just shrugged his shoulders and continued to enjoy the music, until his eyes landed on a woman across the dancefloor and he gave me a mock salute before sauntering over to her, moving cautiously past the wild dancers bursting out their inner Michael Jackson.