Devil In Me Game Novels & Stories

"We train that little boy to become a demon. And when he is ready, we use him to attack Riven. The glory and power will be all yours. The woman is just a minor detail –a collateral." My breathing slowed. The red haze of anger in my vision started to fade. I opened my eyes and looked out the window. She made sense. She always made sense. Everything she says is perfect. Why settle for punishing one pathetic woman when I could take over the continent? If I had that baby, I had the ultimate weapon. And ten tons of Valrok gold would buy me a massive army. "Come here and kiss me, Selena," I commanded. She stepped around me, a knowing smile on her lips, and pressed her mouth to mine. I kissed her h

Terrified. This man is crazy and he finds out my darkest secret too easily. I'm nowhere safe around him. He stops right in-front of me, his tall body hovering over mine. I cringe at the smell of blood and death. A scent he carries with pride. Lifting my gaze to his, I instantly regret as I see the anger swimming in his magical pools of gold and emerald. It was beautiful, dangerous and terrifying as I stared into those eyes. Lost in the soul of a demon.

His palm splays over my back, inching upwards untill he's completely running it over the length of my skin. I freeze, my eyes flying to his, but the heat in those blue orbs keep me spell bound. He leans over and whispers in my ears, "You are one beautiful lady, Mira Fernandez." He kisses my cheek before pulling back. I narrow my eyes at him. He pulls me harder against him, until his groin is mashed against mine. Tingles run up my spine, but I ignore them. Two can most definitely play this game. I lean over and say, "I haven't forgotten our little game, Devon." My eyes narrow, " do not attempt to use your charms on me. It will not work."

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

I whisper in between trembles. “I’m the demon king, my darling. I always know.” “What can I give you. Let’s…let’s settle this now, please. I am tired of running.” I am scared out of my wits. “Stop then. You’ll end up here anyway, but you’d have tired you little bones,” he says, rubbing his hand up and down my arm. “What do I owe you, Memphis?” “Please, call me Devlin. Mephistopheles is quite an ugly name and I’d prefer a more formal exchange while using that name. Between us, there’s more informality than anyone could ever imagine.”

It didn't end well for him as the story progressed. The Pink Devil- The Pink Devil is one of the main antagonist of this story. She is the evil version of Jennifer. She could possess Jennifer at anytime she feels like it and follows her wherever she goes. The Pink Devil is in her mirror, nightmares, when she has Sleep Paralysis, and does what Jennifer is afraid to do. She loves sex and BDSM; she only punishes men who treat women wrong. But it's revealed that The Pink Devil is a personification of Jennifer's father, who was abusive and tormented her. Anytime she thinks about her father, The Pink Devil appears.

I spoke as I grabbed his hand “What?” He asked “Stay with me” I replied “Will you be fine by it?” he asked “Yes” I replied as he sat back down “Are you sure you know it is me?” he asked again “Yes. Davis Devil Garraway” I replied as he chuckled “Ok, so the devil thing is now” he added as he smiled and looked at me “Well yes” I replied “But you know devil is the prettiest” he added as he smiled “Do not get your hopes up” I replied

"Be as soft as The ANGELS But as dark as The DEVILS When it's the right time" NISHMA .. .. [•16+ mature content] Withering in pain, frustration, and embarrassment crawled upon her as Nishma's body shook uncomfortably in unreleased pleasure. "But You missed it" She heard him saying, mockingly and these words stabbed the heart of DEVIL as a fire enraged her. "Mission accomplished"< Demon spoke in his head and danced at his victory.

Ha ha! "You...you are...not good. You broke up with me. I hate you!" I say so he thinks that I am dreaming and cursing Darin but that is not the case. Devin, a.k.a, devil will be the one whom I will ever curse to die and rot in hell.

“I’m going to bury myself inside of you until you collapse from exhaustion!” Inner Devil: ‘Ahhh! I want! I want!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘What? I guess it’s time to schedule my funeral. I’m dying a happy woman! Someone tell my parents, I lived a fruitful life!’