Devil Disguised Novels & Stories

Davis thinks that he only wants to sleep with her but I know that it's more than that and this idiot has no idea about it. All my friends are different species. Arjun is a Romantic Beast. Neil is a Mysterious Cruel Devil. Davis is the Sexiest Monster. and I am. I am a Demon, a Soul Sucker Demon but I got my Fire, my soul in the name of my wife, My Queen. Mrs. Maria Daniel Miller. Now, I am praying for my brother's future mates. God bless them and give them some extra power to tame them. I laughed madly at my own thoughts.

For what felt like a skyrocket, a figure shot upward to the sky and stood just a few inches from where Zeus was and was also floating on air. Darkness blazed everywhere, and it became so hideous that made Lucas and Draco fall to their knees but as expected Zeus was the only one left standing. The devil had emerged, and he was just like the replica of Lucas. Same features, but only that the Devil's hair was darker and he had a crest on his forehead. “Hello son.” Luci the devil spoke while facing his back at Lucas. Lucas, who was on his knees, finally felt a little strength surging around him, and he quickly got up.

"Let's see how long you can hold on, you useless cultivator! When I peel off your human skin, I'll take you back and throw you to the lowest-level Earth Devils. Those Earth Devils are hungry and thirsty, and your blood is an extraordinary temptation to them. When the time comes, you won't just be split into pieces. Before that, you will suffer unforgettable torture for the rest of your life, hahaha!" In the midst of the storm came the frenzied laughter of the Silver-armored Devil. Caspian frowned slightly. From the other party's tone, he could instinctively tell that what the other party had said was not as simple as hungry and thirsty on the surface. When the words " unforgettable torture"

The man was a Fallen Devil! A Fallen Devil was a Cultivator who had been infected by Devil Qi, or had strayed into the Devil's Practice for some reason. He would possess the strengths of both an Immortal and a Devil.

I took a glimpse, looking back at him. His eyes were pooled with dark color. They were dilated which meant his wolf had resurfaced. “Look at you. N*ked and pleading, just as I’ve always imagined, loving every single moment of my c*ck in you. You have no idea what I want to do to you…” he trailed out at me. “I am the devil, princess. The devil your parent warned you to stay away from… I was made to taint every f*cking single pureness in you. So, are you ready?”

This strange man only wore a smug grin before snapping his fingers and sending them all to crash on the ground. He dropped down dramatically, a gust of wind whirling around him as a diabolic aura hovered over him. "I am the king of darkness, the devil." His voice was deep and contemptible as it should be. "And what is it you want from us?" Egon asked, not intimidated by how evil radiated from Azazel. "I can help you get Maris back if you help me defeat Dracula." The devil stated, the corners of his lips turning upwards in a sly smile.

She thrashed wildly in Zayden’s arms, her strength tripling in pure terror. Zayden’s grip tightened again, dragging her flush against his body, locking her in place. His arms curled around her waist, restraining her every movement. “Shh,” he murmured, almost soothingly. Like a devil calming his prey before devouring it whole. His fingers trailed down her stomach, taunting. “You see how this works, love?” he murmured against her ear, his voice smooth. “Your attention should be on me.” Hema shook her head frantically.

all the positive thought shattered. Tired after crying for hours, sick of my dream, or so I called it... I fell asleep. I dreamt of the man again, a dark creature who had hunted my previous dream... why... oh why... I must see him again in this dream... this green-eyed devil who had raped me in dream with no mercy. I wouldn't forget his eyes... I hate the color with all my heart. He walks closer, while again... hate to admit it... I!m paralized... the only thing I can do is blinking. I see the surrounding, beautiful lavender field as far as my eyes could see... and he is still walking to where I stand. Lavender... my favorite flower, the beautiful sight suddenly contaminated due to the devil

For him there is nothing sincere, let alone love, there is only playing and having fun. Then what is even more disgusting is that he is also a chameleon who can transform into anything. If you get a target that is fairly difficult then he will transform into someone else. It depends on the personality of the person being targeted. So don't be surprised if he can act like an innocent person. Sometimes Gerand thought his younger cousin was more suited to be an actor than a CEO. That's right, Deny Felixa is also a CEO just like him. His attitude was unstoppable. Deny was even more of a jerk than Gerand Yosefa in that disguise.

“You of all people should know that in the Mafia world, trust is a currency no one can afford.” His smirk twisted into something cruel. “I must say... you’re too dumb to be called the Mafia Devil.” I couldn’t help but chuckle, the sound low and bitter, watching his arrogance drip like poison. “Only a trap,” I said softly, eyes narrowing. “I really didn’t expect you to fall for it, Siego.” His gaze flickered, if only for a fraction, before he doubled down, voice heavy with disdain. “You’re quite brave to think you could come here alone and walk away in one piece.”