Deuce Meaning Devil Novels & Stories

I kept tossing and turning and I couldn't fall asleep. How could I after my interaction with the devil? All I could think about was him, his words and his stupid smouldering eyes. Is it possible that he might be attracted to me? No way! He can hardly stand my presence or even hold a conversation with me. Then what did he mean by do something he might regret? Maybe like shove me against the wall to hurt me or maybe...to kiss me? I was aware of his violent nature but I knew he wouldn't stoop so low as to hurt me physically.

"He set you up, Sienna. He knew I'd hear what you'd say." I realize he's right. Declan had recognized the sound I hadn't. But I can't believe he'd set me up, the way Giovanni is implying it. "That's what he does. He fucks with people. It's a game to him. And I don't want you talking to him. Am I understood?" "It was nothing—" "Nothing is nothing. Not with Declan. You don't know what he's capable of. Stay away from my brother. It's the last time I'll say it." His accent comes and goes, and it catches me off guard.

Grayson Voss I was supposed to be in a meeting with a cartel rat who thought he could play both sides. Instead, I ended up in a club that reeked of sweat, desperation, and lies. Club Delirium. Ironically named, considering it mostly caters to men trying to forget reality with vodka and silicone. I wasn’t there for pleasure. I was there because the club owner was late on his payments. And late payments in my world meant broken bones or buried bodies.

Dora says, and I notice her face flushing slightly. She quickly turns around and pulls the door open. Then she grabs Hudson's hand and drags him along with her, while I trail behind. We all pile into Hudson's car and drive to the party. ******* We came to a halt in front of a tall glass building in no time. It was difficult not to notice this because it glistened in the cold winter sky, especially when combined with the massive letters at the peak that were illuminated. As soon as we got out of the car, I looked up at the letters to see what they said.

REX'S POV I stared at her in shock as she suggested the ridiculous idea that she will dare to defy me. This little fox is something else. I began to laugh because of the naughty look of victory that filled her face. "Sweetheart, you wouldn't be able to eat and run, so wipe that naughty smirk off your face. Playing tricks can only end with one thing; your death. Don't take my efforts to be kind to you for granted, otherwise I will dish out your just desserts to you. Besides, no one can hide from me on the surface of this earth. You can run, but hiding is impossible. You will never be able to outrun your shadow, no matter how hard you try. So baby girl, I'm trying my best to make you happy and

He led me towards a white Maserati and I stretched out my hands to touch it, it was so beautiful "What model is this?" I asked in awe "Maserati MC20" he replied "These are just a few of my cars, the rest are at my house," he said with pride. I was so honored to be surrounded by pretty vehicles, this is how you react to certain things when you've been poor your whole life. "Get in we don't want to be late" he ordered I was too scared to get into the car because I didn't want to stain it. The interior of the car was more pretty than the exterior. It was screaming money.

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

“What’s going on Legion?” “There is a problem downstairs.” “What?” “The Burning Devils President Pyro is down there looking for you Angel.” They both looked to me, but what the hell should I tell them.

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]

The deposed being was called and referred to as the Devil, and he made it his life's mission to make everything on the earth as bad as he was and because he was the source of all things ugly and bad, human beings had resulted in tagging and branding anything that seemed evil, bad, and even ugly, the devil. In those six years that my dad and I lived in Texas, there was something- one thing in common that I always used to hear a lot of people say about the being called the devil. They all said that his only plans for us human beings were to steal, kill, and destroy. Although the devil had generalized plans, that is, plans that spanned across every single one of us human beings on the earth, re