Devil In Your Heart Novels & Stories

Daylen suggested. Devon slightly laughed. It was so like his brother to make such a suggestion. He had seen the person Daylen had become in the last eight hundred years. The darkness had seized control of his heart and mind as he continued his punishment. But facing it face to face was a little heartbreaking. "I heard you finally found Sy..." "Utter his name from your lips and it will be your last words," Daylen threatened. His blood boiling at Devon's audacity to try and call out to his beloved.

“I won’t—-.” “If you tried to…,” he continued, ignoring me. “I will tear down the fucking world to find you.” I smiled. “And you’ll cuff me up with a heavy, iron chain.” “Yes, I will,” he whispered. “You already stole my heart, you idiot.” I kissed him and pulled back. “How does one live without a heart?” And the Devil grinned satisfyingly at me. ****** A week later… “So you’re saying that I’m the problem,” I whispered, the dread of my new reality catching up with me fast.

ELLA : I don't believe my eyes, what I just saw, I was still hoping that it was my illusion but no it turned out to be real, the devil killing someone right in front of my eyes. I wasn't afraid of the devil’s cruel experience but his betrayal ached my heart. Why? Why did he do that? It was so hard for me to trust him and then open my heart for him but what did he do? He has cut open my heart with his betrayal and now I am bleeding internally.

"I do not think you're insane, you know I believe in sorts of stuff, ghosts, witches, supernatural entities, demons and other superstitious, crazy shit… but I am still in disbelief and now that you've mentioned it…. Remember that time you told me some insurgents coerced one of your mother's bodyguard's to assassinate him and he was shot in the head nine times and in the chest eleven times and he walked out just fine, he did not end up at the morgue or at the hospital for that matter! He never gets sick, he likes to suddenly appear out of nowhere, he has an entire prison full of innocent civilians, he likes killing people for nothing, he does not laugh, he loves the dark, his eyes are dead, h

​Something was wrong; although his style was always violent, this man who was devouring my lips right now and drowning in handling me with madness did not see me... He was escaping... escaping from a black storm sweeping through his mind, using my body as a shield to protect himself from his demons, just like every time he comes to me. He was discharging his anger, his fear, and his turmoil into me, as if he were trying to prove something to himself... or to his heart, which was beating with a violence that tore through his chest.

“Those pretty eyes can’t stop following Lisa. You’re thinking, ‘what kind of assholes would make someone in her condition work for them?’ Am I right?” “No, I was…” “Well, that is what happened when you think of messing with me. It didn’t take more than two bullets. Yours will be a worse fate if you dare me, I assure you,” the devil dropped before lifting his cup of coffee to his lips. He did it to her? Of course. The food in my mouth suddenly nauseated me, and I pushed it down with a forceful gulp of water. “Excuse me.” I shot up from my chair and left.

Though not as bulky as the Hulk beside me, I could see the lean and powerful muscles beneath his clothes, ensuring an aesthetic nature while also maximising sreneth over bulk. "Miss, Gina?" he called, pulling me out my reverie. "Are you okay?" "Um, yeah," I nodded. "Thank you for having me, Mr Devon Fenrir." "You can simply call me Devon," he smiled charmingly. I did my best to ignore that warm smile and his easy-going nature and remind myself that this was the face of the monster who has been making the lives of my family a living hell for a while now. "I would like to get straight to the point if you would allow me?" I said once I sat down.

It grins, revealing thin gleaming teeth that flash in the lightning like slivers of bone. “That bitch didn’t learn her lesson,” I growl, struggling to be heard over the rushing rain. “She didn’t,” Amos agrees. “In fact, she’s forsaken you entirely.” “What?” My brain’s too addled to make sense of the words. Its smile grows impossibly wide. “She’s been whoring around with another man. A ghost. Can you imagine a dead man fucking your wife while you’re gone? I’d be furious.” A ghost? I don’t stop to consider the logistics. As horrifying as Amos is, the demon has never lied to me. If it says Julia’s been running around on me, it’s probably telling the truth.

he said finally, his voice low, a whisper that sent shivers down her spine, “you will learn that ownership is absolute. And the sooner you accept it… the less painful it will be.” Her hands balled into fists. Anger and fear warred within her. “this place is worse than hell” she whispered, though even she could hear the uncertainty in her own voice. He stepped back, watching her, his expression unreadable, perfectly composed. “Hell?” he said softly. “that was just a reminder that you were owned by a devil, don't let me show you how I punish those who try to defy me. That is all. In time, Yesha Elaine, you will understand that obedience is safe… and that resistance is nothing but illusion.”

"How could you be this evil? You kept your mother away from me for hundred years. How could you have done this? All these years, you made me believe that she was dead." "I did that because I can. I may be in love with a human, but I am not weak, and I won't hesitate to wreck havoc if I am tempted." "Lucas, I'll make you pay for every single harm you've caused her." "I'll love to see you try." Lucas replied and drove away, leaving the devil screaming in anger. ** ** ** As soon as Lucas got back to his house, he called for Levi. "Did you find out who that cop was?"