Devil Female Novels & Stories

And that's how their master and servants relationship began. Devora is sweet, cheerful, and a very beautiful woman with two personalities. One was cheerful and the other was cold blooded. Her cold blooded mode is rude and doesn't follow Jin's orders. Everytime she appears, all she wants is to kill the opponent. But Jin is used to Devora's sweet and cheerful attitude because Devora's other persona rarely shows up.

Her lips curled into a sadistic smile, revealing the depths of her cruelty. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Devlin's voice dripped with venomous amusement. "Seems like our little servant girl has found herself in quite a predicament. Laying on top of my mate? How bold of you." I tried to muster the strength to respond, to defend myself, but my voice faltered in the face of her relentless aggression. Fear coiled gripped me as I avoided her gaze. Devlin suddenly laughed, her eyes staring at me with mockery "Look at you, you snake! Now you're shivering? But earlier you let yourself lay on the Alpha as if you were his mate!"

he answered without hesitation. Thank God for small miracles as the elevator stopped and a Goddess got on. It killed the conversation between Amber and Leo. This Goddess worked in the fetish room. And she was one freaky bitch. She had milky white skin that she purposely had denied herself going out in the daylight to for years to achieve. Her hair was dyed jet black. She had on nothing but black ropes draped across her body to cover her naughty bits. She always wore red contacts and would legit bite willing marks and suck the blood from their wounds. She called herself Mercy. Mercy also had her fangs in tonight. She gave Leo a predatory smile and ran her tongue over her fangs. He shifted a b

Now that he was suppressed by Caspian's Final Hit Formation, he continuously resisted, trying to break the formation and escape. Unfortunately, the Killing Formation was too powerful and invincible. Even someone as powerful as him could only struggle and be killed by the sword light in the Killing Formation. He was burned by the flames and could not die! A female cultivator with eyes all over looked terrified. She had forgotten how long it had been since cultivator was so terrified. After she became a devil, she seemed to have lost her heart as a human. She was a devil and stood tall in the world! However, she felt powerless in the Final Hit Formation of Caspian!

Gwy's POV I whimpered a lot the whole time. Not because I feel so violated by the fact that Devon is kissing me, but because my body wanted it so badly. My body is betraying me. It's starting to abandon my beliefs and my convictions as an Eastern Shaman. Who am I kidding? No matter how much I convict myself with the fact that I'm a Solus Lupus, I'm no better than anyone else in this world. I'm a female werewolf. It's impossible not to fall for someone like Devon.

Her reaction was immediate. Her eyes widened in terror as she stared at the image. Slowly, shakily, she lifted her hand and pointed at it. “T-th-is… h-he… i-is a d-dev-il,” she stuttered. “B-b-ad… m-man.” A chill crawled down my spine. “Yes,” I nodded firmly. “He is a bad man. Have you ever seen him with your daughter?” Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked around the room, panic flooding her face.

All her eyes represent the innocense, which could be ruined the second he uplift his power. He knows she will test his water, and continue to do so until she witnesses his real animal side. But will he be harsh? She will see him as the villain of her life, but is he the villain? Or the savior in the disguist of a devil? A sigh escaped his lips,"She... is.. his daughter.. A lynn...." he whispered underneath his breath. But his people were still not convinced. "Boss... but why marriage? We could make her sign the legal documents. Why do you want to change her with you?"

"We, who were once the queens of the dark, respected and feared in all the realms. He turned us into mere whispers in the trees." The circle pulsed with energy. Hate was their tether. And it ran deep. "But I bring you good news." Venice said, her voice softening with purpose. "The devil is weak now. The once dreaded prince of hell has been weakened because of a mere mortal woman." She laughed softly. "Who could've thought that this day would come, when we'd see the prince of hell, the devil's son, whose ruthlessness runs deeper than that of the devil, himself_who could've thought that one day, he'll be nothing but a tarnished soul."

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

he said with a note of finality. 'One time is enough to make you all mine for entity' The devil inclined his head in response, but he didn’t verbally answer. He snapped his fingers again, and Win jeans and button-down disappeared, only to be replaced with a semi-sheer bit of fabric that was artfully draped around his hips and chest. “Wow,” Win said, thoroughly unimpressed. “You really are into this. You are really kinky Adom, seriously” "I am my angel, don't you know we devil's are kinky when it's come to sex" Adom answer him with chuck and Win roll his eyes.