Dancing With The Devil Novels & Stories

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.

What can I do about that? “You can’t be serious,” I shout back, turning my head to the side. I make sure I stay as far as I can from the edge of the platform while remaining as close as I can to the men and women, who keep trying to either touch me on the exposed part of my feet or smack me on the ass. I kid you not. This is a real thing. Even when Devil’s Knight has a policy against touching the dancers, some people are still too dumb or entitled enough to want to do it. The money helps me forget those little accidents.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

But really, what reason did I have to say no? So, forcing the last remnants of doubt away, I mustered a grin. “Alright," I said, my voice lighter than it had been in a long time. "Let’s go party.” *** MARK Dancing Devil. A club reserved for the elites. A place where the rich indulged in their vices, drowning themselves in alcohol and luxury. It was the last place I wanted to be tonight, but here I was, sitting in the VIP section with a glass of amber liquor in my hand, staring at my phone like it held the answers to all my problems.

The last time she'd done this, she'd been putting on a show to spite Devlin but this time she was putting on the show for him. Faith called on her alter ego, the extraordinary dancer who only came out when she'd had a good amount to drink and began to sway seductively in time to the music. Devlin watched her from his place on the booth seat, his face turned as she danced above him. He had one hand slung over the back of the seat, his drink twirling round and round. Faith put everything she had into the dance, giving him the show of a lifetime. When she peeked down at him, she realized with relish that the dark look had faded from his eyes and was now replaced with another kind of dark look.

My heart was beating as I waited for Devon's scent to hit me and then he was there, standing before me. He said nothing. I didn't have the gut to look up and I was feeling dreadfully dizzy, the drink catching up with me. "You were dancing with Ivan." He rasped suddenly. I looked to my left where Ivan had just gone towards and sighed. "Dance with me." I blurted out, cursing myself silently as I saw the heat in his eyes. He didn't answer, just moved closer to me. I was terrified and aware of every single breath he took. My heart stilled as I felt his hand cupping my waist, pulling me close, the space between us decreasing until my nose was pressed to his chest; that's how short I was. I could

She barely acknowledges him, except for the faint smile that brushes her face and immediately replaces it with a passive look. Laurel sits between them and all the while, she doesn't say a word. She is not oblivious of her surrounding, he knows it. Her face shows it all. He can sense the tension in the room. The expectancy. Maybe his subconscious already foresaw this and made sure he wears nothing other than black. A black suit, black T-shirt a black trouser and a red tie. He is the devil in this case. He can sense it. They don't hate him. They don't hate the extent he will take this to get answers. Not yet. Not until they see him questioning a family that is still in shock. A family current

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. “He insulted her.” I step down harder, his screams causing everyone to stop and watch.

One of the men started to sing loudly, Drink, enjoy to the core Get yourself intoxicated more. Make the snow as crown Perfectly fit for our known. Our future King is here, Get ready to celebrate the victory. Only one name was audible, Dev was the name echoed everywhere. Everyone was singing and dancing like a lunatic and enjoying their wine with joy. The wine falls were overflowed with many people, while Dev was speaking to himself, “Why can’t I take my thoughts away from those eyes? It’s evil but exotic. Those eyes were more intoxicating than wines. I came across thousands but those were casting some spells on me.

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.