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~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

"How dare he?" Anger surged through my veins. I started reading below that line and it didn’t take me a second to realize that it was written by Binnazun. The book was based on the legendary enmity between Angels and Demons and the mass exodus of demons after the partition of Heaven. The narrator was Binnazun as it was completely his side of the story which was nothing but a pool of white lies.

They'd read 9 Lives, 10 Circles, and been tested on it. He wished he had a copy right now. It was a fiction book about one tom's attempt to gain an audience with the Black Devil. It read like a tour guide of the Underworld, down to the minutest detail, when it didn't go into the scratchings of the main character's slowly twisting mind.

Devon blurted out instantly. I closed my eyes briefly. He was such a big idiot. The board members exchanged confused looks immediately. Devon kept talking before anyone could interrupt him. “He’s been acting suspicious for weeks,” he continued quickly. “He suddenly became stronger overnight and Caleb has been helping him hide things.” “Hide what exactly?” one of the female board members asked sharply. “A spell book,” Devon answered immediately. “Or pieces of one.” I genuinely regretted not strangling him earlier. The older board member looked toward me finally. “Lucien Ashen,” he said calmly. “Would you like to explain what exactly Mr. Beaumont is rambling about?”

Devon answered. Devon looked more Mediterranean in appearance. At close to six feet tall, he was broad shouldered, obviously strong, and just as obviously intelligent. You would estimate his age at about forty, although he had no wrinkles or gray hairs yet, he had an air of competent maturity about him. His every motion seemed entirely too practiced, yet somehow perfect for him. "Devon, I'm not sure I understand, the facility you propose could be created, small at first, create the reputation of excellence in submissive training, and then train additional people given to the facility by clients for high fees?" Doctor Jenkins asked.

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she said, and he replied, “Not as insane as you looked when you kept staring at my hand and wishing to pluck my veins.” Nuella scrunched her nose, letting out a half-annoyed huff, but Devien held her shoulders still and said, “You look cute when you frown that way, but that is not enough for you to ruin our book date, you know that, right?” “I don’t.” “What do you not know?” “I don’t know how not to ruin the night, so how about you teach me?” Devien’s lips curled into a low smile, his eyes moving across her features for a moment longer than a second.

We will send the demons back to where they belong, but first we will make them live in the torture we create for them. *** This is the end 😭 but there is more in Book 2, My Devil's side, which is seven years in the future and is the last and final book to this story. I will load it in this book as the next chapter so it all together. Thank you for taking this journey with my characters and I hope you enjoyed. I love all the comments and gems. I truly appreciate the support. I hope to see you in my next book 😚

And if he wants something he can do anything to make it his. what happen when the devil laid his eyes on a girl and decided to make the girl his? ➖➖➖➖➖ °•°•°•°•°•° ➖➖➖➖➖ COPYRIGHT ' Devil's Addiction ' All rights reserved. All Rights Reserved. No part of This book May be reproduced in any shape or form, without the writer's consent Events and characters Portrayed in This book is fictional. Any Similarities To a real person, living or dead,

Tiny things that would randomly appear within our heads while I used my time sparingly to help him as well. Each of us bouncing ideas for one of his latest projects. With a sketch pad in hand, Tony uses the afternoon to draw up sketches while I sat off towards the side of the room, my body covered by a blanket as I just read books upon my tablet. Fully immersed within my books, Deal with the Devil. My book about an Irish Enforcer who ends up falling for a Bratva Princess. A Bratva Princess who was also a ballerina and an illegitimate child of the Russian Mob Leader.