Devil Ghost Face Novels & Stories

Elena wakes up with no memories and stuck in a car, when trying to find out the reasons for getting there, she ends up being attacked by a creature from another world. Before being killed, she is saved by a warrior who intends to take her to her true world: the hell.

Lizzy is trying to escape her past. Shielding herself from the dangers that may lead to her death one day. She has managed to keep a low profile and be safe for the last five years. But after a stupid video goes viral, she is not so sure anymore. Now, she is terrified all the time. Panics at the sight of men in dark suits and black cars. Even the thought of stepping out of her home fills her with dread. What would she do when a certain dangerous man from her past is done with the game of chase they have been playing? What if now he is desperate for a confrontation? And has a proposal that she might not refuse? How would she answer all the questions she left behind after escaping the world from which no one ever returned alive? The Perazzo Series: Book 2 [Standalone With Spoilers] NOTE: This book contains mystery and suspense elements, and not all the questions will be immediately answered.

What will you do if you were a princess who meant to save the people but ended up falling in love to the enemy? Will you still continue loving that person if he killed all of the people you love or are you going to have the guts to kill him despite carrying his child? This is the story of Manara, the princess who was saved by the devil.

"Careful," the man whispered that sent shiver down her spine. He is positioned behind her and no matter how hard she uses her strength and try to break free from his grasp-- the man's hand were chained to her neck stopping her to move away from him. "I can feel nothing but the desire to kill me," he muttered. "You are not going to succeed." Her heart hammered inside her chest when she felt a pair of sharp fangs in her neck. "You crossed the line and now you are mine, woman." ~*~ An order to kill a man named Valerian Fenrir was pointed upon the she-wolf Natasha by her father alpha Acanthus ever since she was little. When it is finally the time for her to go to the city to fulfill the wishes of her father— she thought it was going to be easy, little did she know, a couple of surprises awaits her.

She was sent to destroy him. A man feared in the shadows, a mafia lord whose name alone commanded power and blood. Serafina Dunes had one mission: send Rapheal Dekoms to hell. Murdered by her husband’s mistress, Yuanita Serra was ripped from life before her time—only to be reborn as a missionier, and her first task was to kill Rapheal Dekoms. But fate had other plans. What was meant to be a deadly mission became a dangerous game of desire and hate, where every glance and every touch ignited a fire she couldn’t control—and threatened to unravel everything he had ever built.

She is in Law school. He breaks the Law every day. Her father calls her sunshine. He is called the Overlord of the Bravta. She is pure. He is tainted. They are a match made in hell. *** “There is no going back after you sign this contract,” he tilted my head so I met his sinful smirk and distracting eyes. “After this, you are mine, Sweet little thing. You’ll not be able to run or escape me. Because no matter where you run to, even though I have to turn this world upside down, I will find you and bring you right back to my side because you are bound to me.” I laughed. “Trying to scare me?” I took the pen from him and signed a contract with the Devil. ***** When Julia found out she was dying soon, she decided to do the one thing she had been scared to do all her life before she died. Fall in love. She had her bucket list planned out and all she needed was a heartless man who wouldn’t lose his heart to her in the 6 months she had to live. And Valentino Damon was the right man for the job since she was more than convinced he didn’t own a heart. He was the devil and he might be the most significant risk she might ever take but what does one have to lose if they were going to die soon anyway?

Blurb She was dragged out of her cousin's house in the rain and handed over like she was worth nothing. She did not choose this marriage. She did not choose Cassian Virelli, the cold, powerful man who looked at her on their wedding day like she was a problem he had been handed and did not want. He gave her rules. She followed them. Then she broke them, one by one, not out of rebellion but out of survival. But the more she learns about the secret that brought them together, the more she realizes that nothing about her life has been an accident. Her father knew the Virelli family. There is a deal buried in the past that nobody has fully explained. And she is, somehow, the key to all of it. Cassian does not want to feel anything for the woman he was forced to marry. But she will not break the way he expected. She will not beg or disappear or make herself small enough to ignore. And the more he watches her survive everything his world throws at her, the harder it becomes to pretend he does not care what happens to her. They were both trapped when this started. Only one of them knows yet that love is the one thing that could set them free.

They say that your past is never really left in your past. I used to think that was dumb until I experienced it. Four years ago, I met the Devil. He gave me a chance to flee from him but I refused and ended up shooting him. Unfortunately for me, he returned four years later to claim me as his wife and drag me to Hell. He's going to make sure I pay for shooting him. He's going to punish me in the worst ways possible. He has promised to make me beg for mercy he'll never grant me. But then, he's not the only one hellbent on making my life a living Hell. There's another person causing havoc from the shadows. I would have to choose eventually- be with the Devil I know or side with the Devil I do not know.

STUCK... WITH THE DEVIL (Too Heartless to be tamed... Synopsis “Strip!” That's the only word that he says to her whenever he invites her to his room. Anya got on the bed, Stark naked ready to feel the monster inside her... Unnoticed, He drove into her widely which caused a wild gasp echoing the room.. She groaned painfully as he struggled to go deeper.. That's just her life since she turned Eighteen. Anya Riley was just 18 when her stepmom sold her into a Mafia clan. THE BLOODS** They're the most dangerous and callous association in Mexico. Even the government has failed many times In bringing them down. Who would want to associate with those kinds of people? They built their clan in the bushy part of Mexico, The building is the most tallest and hugest in Mexico.. They people residing there are only drug dealers, Killers, Smokers and lighters. And their boss...! Grayson Darius: He's a completely callous and different.. He's 22 years old, Handsome and well manly built. He's every girl's taste but he detests them.. Don't mess with him,, he means death. He inherited the clan from his late father which he had maintained to the world's taste.. No one is forced to Join this clan,, no going back as once as you've joined.. That's just it.. He hates Girls... Wanna Know why??.. Follow me.. He dislikes to see or mingles with them.. He has his reasons which is best known to him Alone... What happened when Anya was sold out to Grayson Darius as a repay of Anya's stepmom to Grayson? What happened when he turned her up to his s*x slave? Nothing but a pleasure deriver? Why does Grayson hates Girls? A whole mafioso leader?,,Do you think Anya can take him?

Late at night, when I think I'm alone, I feel his breath on the side of my face, and I know--he's watching me. Ever since I moved into this ancient mansion to take care of my sick aunt, I've been experiencing strange things. When I discover she has a boarder, a mysterious, sexy artist who lives on the third floor, I think some of that is explained. The bumps in the night. The whispers from the shadows. But once Dalton and I are properly introduced, the strange occurrences don't stop. If anything, they are amplified. When I close my eyes at night, it's his face I see. It's his hands I feel. It's his lips I taste. The more I get to know him, the more I realize I don't know him at all. Dalton's not the kind of man that buys a woman flowers and makes her feel all warm and fuzzy. No, he's the kind of man your mama would tell you to run from. Cold. Dangerous. Complex. And now that he wants me, I learn he is more than that. Possessive. Controlling. Diabolical. I should leave this place before it's too late, but I know I can't. Whatever it is that's sunk it's fangs into him, it has me, too. He has me, too. For better or worse. 'Til death... Whispers of the Devil is a dark romance which some readers may find disturbing. Proceed with caution.