Dancing With The Devil Novels & Stories

Only the foolish make deals with the devil. Only the ones drowning in pride… or pain. Because the devil doesn’t barter. He doesn’t wait at crossroads. He doesn’t ask for permission. He takes. He does not knock—he kicks down the door. He does not beg—he commands. He does not love—he consumes. He wraps his hunger in charm, his cruelty in confidence, his madness in tailored suits and cold, perfect smiles. And once you catch his eye, it’s already too late.

The Devil’s Haven (Spécial Invitation) Intro: Two partners investigating a sex club crime organization and they must go undercover. Now Nico has no issues with this set of arrangements that's if he's capable to reign in his desire for his sexy defiant female partner. Dorothea: Working with Nicolas Ashburne might just make them the odd pair yet, Nico the most handsome and desirable bachelor in their station paired with the no nonsense strict officer.. Nothing should go wrong? Infact resisting the tempting man should be a piece of cake, Dorothy was no damsel in distress neither does she swoon or at least that was what she thought until she got saddled with her sexy but yet cold as ice partner.

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.

Drawing in a shaky breath, I turned back to him. “Yes,” I croaked. Jesus-fucking- Christ, what was I doing? I knew I was considering making a deal with the Devil, but could I lower my standards this much? I had no issues with sexuality. I had no issues with other women who wanted to express that sexuality, but the idea of becoming a dancer was throwing up roadblocks in my head. I couldn’t do this—not even for Hawk. I threw the last of my whisky down my throat and stood. “I’m sorry, Mr. Rivera, but I can’t do this.”

All Yours Daddy. Chapter 7. Nuella took a step from her standpoint. Her shaky legs walked her through the sides of the dancing crowd, hoping to get that one waitress who would pass by with a drink that could help quench the feeling of this burning desire. As she walked through the dancing crowd, she could feel Devine's burning gaze accessing every bit of her. Like, why won't he? His eyes were heavily rooted to her body with no intention to tear them off. They were the only ones who didn't have a partner to groove their body with, but their mind was grooving together. Even if Nuella's mind wasn't grooving, Devine knew that his own mind was yearning to groove with her as much as his clothed co

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.

He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning my face as he looked down at me. "I think you are mistaken about something, little one. You belong to me. You were mine from the moment you clung to me desperately begging for help. But you weren't saved by some hero, a knight in shining armor who would do your bidding and just accept it when you tell him no. No darling, I'm the devil and you are mine.” With this his lips crashed down against mine.

I said when I remembered I hadn't thanked him for the dress. He just gave me a nod. Later, Ratna came and kept complaining about how she didn't have anyone to dance with. She is all alone blah blah and took him with her. The whole time, I felt his eyes on me. I know even though he was dancing with her his attention was on me. A boy exactly the same age as Devil came and asked me for a dance. He was quite handsome too. He had a dimple on his cheeks which made him more attractive. After he insisted like 1,000 times, I agreed to dance with him but deep down I was quite scared. He was a total stranger to me.

I stand on his hand, his scream loud as he tries to pull away. “I don’t know. I’m sorry.” He looks at me confused, then looks back at Daisy, I almost punch him for looking at her, but then he notices her jewellery and freezes. He kneels up, holding his hand up. “I’m sorry, Mr. Devil, I didn’t realise she wasn’t a dancer.” He sobs, praying for forgiveness, but I press down harder on his hand. His screams become louder, and I know his hand and fingers are broken. “Cal, please leave my main guy alone!” I turn hearing Rose.