Devil Dresses Novels & Stories

He was passionate about her but She was afraid of him and his possessiveness. • Description Of The Third Story :- Devil's CRUEL Love [Warning heavy mature and sensitive content and age gap. R18+] "What are you doing here, You duck face?", Devil was approaching her. His steps were slow but threatening. Hie eyes were digging into her soul. Angel shuddered under his hard intense devilish gazes. His deep hazel eyes were staring deeply into her angelic soul. "Are you here for me, huh?", His smirked were making her cringed.

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.

"My father is the king after all. I've spent my days in the palace, living a life of luxury." "Your father...is the king?" Dominik asked, a bewildered look, plastered on his face. "Yes, is that a problem?" Dominik went quiet for a while. "Have you heard of the devil alpha?" The name immediately rang a bell in my head. Over the year, there a known group of Lycans, led by the devil alpha. The devil alpha was known for his strength, power, and ruthlessness. I had heard my father discussing about it with Vera and from the way he spoke, he detested the devil alpha.

Mom asks out of partial curiosity as she sinks into the couch, her legs crossed on the island table. "She's old, full of wrinkles, and can barely lift a cup, and me?" I give a little twirl, "I am young, succulent, and beautiful. A typical Aphrodite's rebirth and might I add, a goddess in bed." I wink at the last part and she makes a gagging expression. "You need prayers, Adelina," she shakes her head, "In fact, you are a lost cause. A full session of exorcism can't even save you."

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

I stared up at him, wondering who the fuck he thought he was shouting at me. I was stopped from replying however at the sounds of heels resonating throughout the club, I turned my attention to the stairs behind Chaol And I felt a smile tug at my lips. She was back. It's been a month since I've seen her and she looks fucking gorgeous. My little Vixen. Dressed in a tight little number that showed off every curve of her godly body Her toned legs on show and just begging me to touch them. { Vivienne's Outfit }

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

Leon "Kill him," I said coldly. I wasn't a fan of people who betray their boss for some cash; I prefer to end them. And with my order, Sean moved forth and went after the traitor. I continued sipping my drink, loving the burn in my throat, when I noticed a few men by the corner. I scrutinized them more and saw a familiar face: Drexel Hemstitch—my main rival.

she whispered, then knocked softly and opened the door. She stepped inside, her heart pounding. The room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of incense. Dante stood by the window, his back to her. He turned slowly as she entered, his dark eyes locking onto hers. "You're awake," he said, his voice smooth and controlled. "I was beginning to worry." He smirked She stood her ground, meeting his gaze with as much defiance as she could muster. "What do you want from me?" Dante smiled, a cold, calculating smile that sent shivers down her spine. "I want you to understand your place here," he said, his tone almost gentle. "You are important to me, and I need you to see that."