Devil Female Novels & Stories

VALENTINA’S POV “Tie her up and take her to the Dungeon, she will be one of my whores.” Diego Fernandez said in an authoritative voice. His mere presence seems to send chills down everybody’s spine, he is known to be ruthless and emotionless, not minding who he hurts as long as he gets what he wants. Diego Fernandez is literally the Devil in a human form.

One of her hands was cut off and the intense fear was obvious on her face. "Who exactly is this woman!" Dortiny was startled when she faced Devora's other personality. Devora has two personalities - - One is thoughtful as a girl who loves to hug and caress Jin and Anna, and the other has no other desire but to kill and sees bloodshed especially when you hurt her loved ones. Even if she doesn't like it, her assassin mode came out automatically when she saw earlier that Anna, which is her best friend, was stabbed. Dortiny ran as hard as she could to save her life but Devora is much faster than her. Devora is able to use one hundred percent of her strength whenever she is under her other person

The Russians have done things far worse than we have. Especially Semion aka the devil. He has no weakness, is very intelligent, and has brutal skills on the field. The stories I've heard of him are incredible. He might be the most feared man in the underworld but that inspires me more to be far worse than him. The Italians have studied his moves carefully. Knowing what his witnesses destroyed him but for the past century, we haven't found anything until last month. His precious daughter. He's done a great job hiding his daughter from us but now that she's soon to reach her 20s and searching for a husband. This is our opportunity to take him down.

"Turns out it is true what they say, a feral knows no friend from foe, and a feral fights to kill." Daemon was not amused. "I apologize." His lips turned down in displeasure, a shadow of regret passing over his features. Vladya waved off the apology. "Are you sleeping better now?" "I am truly sorry, Vlad," Daemon repeated, the guilt plain in his voice. "Take a hint, old man. I am trying to change the subject here,” Vladya said, dryly. "Are those nightmares still plaguing you?" Daemonikai sighed, nodding reluctantly. "I do not mind. Better to stay awake than to relive those moments. So, who is she? The female you fed from? The one who quenched your thirst?"

Not to mention, he was really good-looking. That was why I'd tolerated Caleb and his insufferable mother for this long. I left the room and walked into the lounge, where Bianca was still sitting comfortably on the sofa. I took a sit, and she moved closer to me. She told me that Evelina was the one who had inflicted the injury on Caleb. Evelina had always thought she could get away with anything simply because Caleb cared about her. She was about to learn otherwise. I left the Ryders' mansion and returned to my penthouse, which Daddy had gotten for me on my twenty-first birthday. I pulled out my phone and called Riley.

The Devil rarely revealed her true self; even now, she disguised herself as a mere human, a beautiful woman. "Do you know the type of people I despise?" she continued, taking a seat on the couch. "I can see that the chair you're tied to is intended for sexual purposes. You certainly have refined taste," she said with disdain. "But let me proceed. I loathe individuals who exploit others, especially the weak. Just because you possess power doesn't give you the right to trample upon others." Sweat trickled down James' forehead. In a moment of panic, he lost control and wet himself.

Sonia screamed painfully as the iron kept burning her flesh. She takes it off her skin, leaving a scar which took the shape of the dagger. “I still don’t trust your parents.” She held Sonia’s chin tight, placing the hot knife on her right cheek. To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

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

Screams echoed in the dead of the night, alerting him to his shocked stupor. There was an attack, and he knew damn well who or what it was. He took large breaths and calmed himself down. Devan saw her in wolf form, and he was sure it was nothing like what he had witnessed before. She was larger, stronger, super fast, and had quite a peculiar form. Power and danger reeked all over her. As soon as he gazed at those galaxy-like eyes, dread drained his energy. There was no affection, or sign of humanity left within her.

Girls were expected to marry warriors, bear heirs, and stay out of battle. That was the law. That was tradition. That was the curse. But Devika didn’t care about laws. She didn’t want a mate. She didn’t dream of love or dresses or soft futures. She dreamed of war. Of standing at the head of the Nightvale pack. Of seeing Alpha Jaxson fall to his knees and beg for mercy. So she cut her hair, changed her name to Devan, and wrapped her chest in thick cloth every night until it ached.