Devil Falls In Love With Human Book Novels & Stories

If that's the case, I will make sure I strangle their head until I remove them off her shoulders. “Is there a problem with that?” The Vampire asked in the same neutral voice. “You seem to have a liking to human girls, your highness. There are enough girls in the kingdom to satisfy you, but you always choose humans. It makes me recall—” “Complete those words if you dare.” The vampire said in a clenched tone. I have no doubts that his eyes tight now aren't only narrowed, but blood-red. “I'm sorry, your highness.” Hmm. I was left to wonder what happened to the human, that made the devil react the way he did at the mention of her.

I was cornered, the blue-eyed handsome devil staring into my soul. “Please…” My voice was shaky. Tears ran down my face freely and I sniffled, making no attempt to wipe them away. “If you truly love me, you wouldn’t want this for me.” My words seemed to affect him, but I don’t know if this was a good thing or bad thing for me. He made a face that I could not decipher, then he sighed freely.

A ruthless underworld heir and a disgraced investigative journalist are forced into a fake engagement that ignites a dangerous, all-consuming passion. Their love is tested by betrayal, power struggles, and a conspiracy that threatens to destroy them both.

Max, who had also reached home, heard all this. “What?” he loudly said and came to the front. Everyone shifted their gazes at him. “Does that green-eyed guy that you were looking for were Mark Scott, the Devil?” Max astonishingly questioned his sister who nodded. “Woah!!” Max amusingly said. “So, the love story of a human and a devil started with this? A fateful encounter.” Max delightedly said and sat on the other side of the couch. “Mom-dad, let them get married. They both love each other madly,” Max stated and passed a broad smile to them.

He knew why and he always kept it to himself. This wasn't the second time his master had fallen for a human or even loved someone so hard. Her anniversary was around the corner. Anita, she was the first human that Axel fell for. It was the same pattern. She called for him and he answered. He stood by her and he was on the verge of becoming human for her. Axel wasn't always the cold and heartless devil. He loved and he was warm too, he felt feelings and held on to the little things that humans cherished.

That much I believed. Yet, when I crawled into bed that night, stupid tears tracked down my cheeks. For one weak, reckless moment, I let myself imagine him as something human. A man, not a monster. A man tall, broad, ink-painted and charming, who wanted me as fiercely as he did but without the evil that came with him. It would've been the best kind of love story. But it wasn't mine. Mine was bound to the devil himself. And devils don't do love stories.

When all three were on the ground, groaning, I stood over them, breath steady, fists aching. “Have you ever heard of the devil?” I asked, voice low and calm. They nodded weakly, one of them coughing up blood. “Good,” I said, crouching so they could see the look in my eyes. “Because you’re about to visit hell for touching what’s mine.” Then I stood, signaled to my men to pick them up, and got back in the car. I drove like a man possessed, one hand on the wheel, the other reaching over to touch Azzurra’s knee every few seconds, just to make sure she was still with me.

ALMA My body burned for him. Every inch of my body that his hand touched was on fire. His lips on mine drove me insane. Lord, I was so attracted to this man. His eyes went cold and dark as he stared intently into mine after telling him I didn’t want him. “You are only allowing this because you think I’ll rape you?” I swallowed against my throat and nodded. “Yes.” Even the devil knew I was lying. I badly wanted him. My pussy was pulsing fiercely in anticipation. I wanted him to fill me up. But wanting him was all shades of wrong, and I refused to admit that. So, I’d rather lie to him.

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j

I walk back to my equipment feeling lighter than I have in months. The next morning I wake up to the coffee outside my door. But this time there's a note too. Small piece of paper. His messy handwriting. **Proof that people can change. One coffee at a time. - L** I stand in the doorway holding the note. One coffee at a time. My phone buzzes. Text from an unknown number. My good mood evaporates instantly. I open it. It's from Jessica. **I heard about Nashville. The fan. Very convenient.**