Devil In A Suit Novels & Stories

I hate to say this, but he looks so good in that three-piece dark blue suit. He is sitting so relaxed and unbothered. Anyone with no knowledge of his true nature will immediately mistake him for an angel. No wonder some people claim the devil is deceivingly charming. This is exactly how he looks, a devil with looks that could kill. Enough of the analysis! I move down the stairs towards him. His head snaps up, and his brows raise as he stares at me. There's surprise in his eyes. I guess he wasn't expecting me to turn out this good.

Their dealings were all shady - and quite necessarily so, as maintaining their grip on the steering wheel of the Consortium would always involve the use of the more unsavoury parts of society. Not to mention the sheer ruthlessness that seemed to historically be a part of all the Directors throughout history. And Lucian Cyrus was no different. He was cold, and his methods either left you speechless in shock or burying your head under a pillow in fear. Hence one can see why Lucian is a man Ayra would loathe to marry. Even rumours made him out to be more a devil than a man. She hadn’t seen him since that afternoon in his office, but his presence loomed as if he were watching from the shadows.

The Devil speaks: - You really have some nerve, coming to my wedding to screw my fiancée! Who do you think you are? - I don't want a fight, man, it's not my fault if your fiancée prefers me to you. The Devil raises his arm, ready to punch this man who doesn't seem afraid. I interrupt them by pulling the Devil aside: - Calm down, man, it's not his fault, you know your fiancée, I think she is the one who needs a good correction. Let him go.

“You really have no idea who you married, do you?” My body went still, my heart in my throat. Is he really bad? Is he truly the devil people spoke of? Is it too late to redeem him now? “He’s a devil wrapped in a suit,” he said. “You’re just too blinded by whatever childish fantasy you’re living in. But don’t worry soon enough, he’ll show you exactly who he is. And when he finds out about that little mess you’ve been hiding—your useless daughter—he won’t just ruin you… he’ll destroy her too.”

“…just like your mother.. You are a bigger devil than she ever was.” My eyes flew open and the steering wheel vibrated beneath my hands. The engine was still running.. Sunlight had finally broken across the skyline. My chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as the words echoed inside my skull. You’re a monster… Just like your mother… You’re a devil..

Liam. He was dressed in a pristine, charcoal-gray tailored suit, his golden-blond hair perfectly styled, his handsome face curved into a cruel smile. He looked like a prince who had accidentally wandered into hell. But I knew the truth. He was the devil himself. His eyes, a pale, icy blue, raked down my body. They took in the smeared makeup, the oversized, faded black t-shirt, the tiny velvet shorts and the platform boots.

APRIL The first time I spot the devil is about thirty seconds before an ice-cold beer hits me in the face. He's sitting in a booth at the far end of Goody's Bar when it happens. He's not drinking, not talking, just watching me. His eyes are dark, sharp, and heavy with danger, the kind that sends a chill down your spine even when you're trying to pretend you don't notice. His hair is neatly cut, black as midnight. His suit matches it-tailored, expensive, and so dark it almost swallows the light around him. If fire suddenly started licking at his sleeves, it wouldn't surprise me. He looks like someone flames belong to.

Before reaching near god they needed to showed up in different counters for correcting varieties of formalities. Other than them, there presented a beautiful angel who also dressed in white like others was there by walking to and froth with a golden book in her hand. She was very busy with her work. She was the personal assistant (PA) of divine source. She came near a tired soul and said with a smile by looking into the golden book in her hand, "Congratulations! You've won our lottery." The soul just crooned, "Huh! Huh!." "You are the sinful dead soul of one who made a terrible error", said the PA again by looking into the book.

It was time for him to meet the rumoured devil and his men. “Wait, who am I kidding?” He laughed, “It’s not as if the devil will notice me even if I’m one of the strippers dancing on the pole.” Everyone knows the devil is a player, but no one has seen him with any woman. There hadn't even been a single scandal about him. It wasn’t as if Kon had seen him in person. However, the things he has heard about the devil were more than enough. He took a deep, steady breath before he entered the room.

He looked to the three demons who were smiling victoriously like they had just succeeded in whatever it is they were planning. “I do not need permission to stop the work of demons. You will release this human at once!” The smile on Suit’s face completely disappeared. There was no frown. Just a plain look, as he stared at the angel before looking at the three who looked to be loving the fact that they had been able to wipe the annoying smile on Suit’s face.