Dangerous Belial Novels & Stories

“If I see either of you on this floor again before morning, I won't use my hands.” The two men scrammed, cursing and stumbling through the downpour as they retreated into the dark. When the courtyard fell quiet again, Sebastian turned around slowly. His breath came in heavy, ragged hitches, rain and crimson blood running down his chin, soaking into the collar of his shirt. He glared at me with pure, unadulterated annoyance, his chest heaving as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “You’re stupid,” he spat, his voice shaking with pure adrenaline. “You don't walk around here alone at night. They’ll eat you alive, Bela. They’ll tear you apart just to spite your dead father.”

I hate myself and this world and started crying loudly. Mukti pov:God is not there..He made our life hell..He did every wrong with us..What we have gone through only we know..That one incident made us cruel and heartless..We were living in hell.. I am amused that I am still alive after going through all that..I am strong you see..But I don't want to live this life remembering my worst past..God you should have killed us if you wanted..Why you did that to us..Jab hum ache thein you made our lives hell..Now when we are worst heartless devils you made our lives heaven.. I hate you I hate you suna tumne but I hate myself more than you.. I want to die and closed her eyes..Then only she saw some i

She gave another kick and finally, she broke free. Just when she thought she could escape from the creature, another one grabbed her, then there’s two or three or four…they managed to pull her down. Her eyes widened in horror when she saw the creatures underwater. Humans! Decaying but not dead. Men. Women. Kids. All she can see are thousands of faces wailing, reaching for her. They are all jerking their legs chained to the murky sea bed. It was useless to resist, their desperation to pull her down had overcome her will to live. She closed her eyes. So that was it. All those days and nights she had been fighting her dark thoughts have gone to waste. This is now her tragic death.

Doing as he says, I bend and place my gun on the floor then slowly stand back up. “I never imagined you’d sell your beliefs for a few bucks” “I guess that’s what happens when the man you believed to be worthy of following loses sight of the way things should be” he says. “She’ll get you for this” I tell him. “She won’t make it” he says sounding so sure. I can’t help but laugh at how nieve he is, Demi is a women like any other out there. She’ll go to hell and back for the ones she loves and anyone who stands in her way will be taken out as collateral damage.

He is really trying to his best not just to impress Catherine but to make Catherine like but with every attempt, it seems to pull Catherine further away from him. ​"Are you angry? Do you feel wronged? If you really want to be accepted into this family, you have to kill me." Catherine says in a challenging tone. She knows he does not have it one bit to harm her. Fear clouds Francis' face. There's no way he could that. Despite the abuse he has faced in this house, he has never once felt like harming any member of this family, his family. Catherine smirks before she goes to her bedroom. What a weakling.

My breath caught, trapped between fury and something far more dangerous. His voice dropped, steel wrapped in silk. “Careful, Elena. You’re playing with fire you can’t control.” “Oh, please.” My laugh was sharp, bitter. “You think I’m scared of you? I’ve had worse monsters in my bed.” His eyes flared. And then he leaned in, lips grazing my ear. “If you don’t want me to fuck the hell out of you,” he whispered, “you should leave. Right now.” I tilted my head, caught his gaze, and let the words roll off my tongue like a dare.

But not for long. The Black Axe must be backed by a powerful source that fuels their gruesome acts. Selling drugs and illegal firearms wasn’t enough for them. The entire time with Scar, my mind kept drifting back to my innocent lamb. She was in the den of thieves, dealers, and all sorts of evildoers, camouflaged as friends of the celebrant. A text pulled my attention to my phone, and my blood boiled at its content. "She is dancing with the boy you hate." It was from Diego.

" I know that being close to me brings to this and am sorry Larissa truly though I also wished for his death and that I won't lie... You will always be there target if you stay by my side and am so selfish to let you go treasure but I can't bare seeing you like this. I want you so bad to let go but I have to say this" he said calmly as she listened her heart beating so hard as a shiver ran through her body. " You have a choice treasure, am a danger that will eat you up even danger is a bad that wants to be let free from my grasp. Am death it self. The thing here his you can leave Larissa.

I wanted to push her against the wall and bury my face between her thighs until she screamed. Goddamn, this girl is dangerous. I knew her type. Beatrice was like that. The kind of women that slowly pulled you in until you lost sight of anything else. I called them the sirens. And I wasn’t wrong, if anything, her eyes showed it. “For God’s sake, woman,” I said with a low chuckle, trying to hide how hard I was getting. “Stop biting your lip like that and say something.” “I—I got lost.” I raised an eyebrow, still holding her close. “Indeed.”

Belial should understand the meaning of the word 'No' when it is staring at you in the face. "Don't forget that you are talking to your princess Belial. Disrespecting me the way you are, is a punishable offence. Don't force me to strip the power and position away from you" Lola scolded him for crossing a line that he should never have crossed. Belial is already volatile after his talk with Abadon. Now after Lola threatened him, he became outright crazy. "You Bitch, don't think I will keep chasing after you like this. I know other ways about to how to make you mine, like ruining you for good" he sneered and came at Lola.