Devil In Your Heart Novels & Stories

She moaned in a soft whisper when his tongue trailed over her navel in circles and moved further down, she couldn’t help arch her body and pull her knee up "Ouch!," she lifted her head to look at the man who gazed back at her from between her legs "You really have a small memory, forgot what I told you last time already?," His tongue continued to assault her skin just above her mons pubis, but his deep grey eyes continued to penetrate into her confused eyes.. Not just her body but even her soul shuddered in pleasure that rippled through her What is it you seek from me dear Devil? My skin, my flesh or my heart? All Hearts!!

Dear Nicole, You may think that you can run from me but you are wrong Cole. even if you still think so, You can run as much as you can but you can never hide from me. even if you are hiding deep beneath the core of this world, I'll dig up and find you, princess. You just can't leave behind the world you belong to. you can't escape from me, I'll drag you straight back to hell darling. meet you soon Cole. Your sexy bastard, Devil I knew that I was looking at the catastrophe that has hit my life.

The Bastard Devil was on the brink of transformation. It once been a Bloody Eye, that at the time passed, becoming a young man who looks like a snow in white. He was also cold, vicius-looking, yet every woman who lead their eyes at him would fall for sure. His good looks seemed his threatening aura to be his charm, every woman who admire good-looking young man sure to never resist the temptation. And that's would be their bloody end. This young man that was a Devil never love, he has a deep hatred to living people of this world. So how could he love someone raised in this place? He wouldn't do such a thing so he only killed his way to his revenge.

"His demonic charm hasn't been fully brought out yet." With a single thought, one could become a saint or a devil. The most frightening kind of demon wasn't the obvious villain with bared fangs and claws. It was someone who appeared kind and virtuous, yet harbored the heart of a fallen angel—calm and serene on the surface but consumed by endless desire within.

“I’m giving you your time but just so you know and you should be aware of it that what just happened upsets me. I feel used.” “I’m sorry,” he drawled and sat down on the floor, his head still facing the wall averse at the idea of looking at her which greatly insulted her. “Now you can go and leave me alone.” Devon laughed incredulously. Of course, she should have seen it coming. Daemon is one heartless evil pig, a mafia boss who kills people for power and fear. What is she thinking? That she can easily melt his cold heart by just cooking his favorite food, pestering him in the office, and having sex with him? Where did her working brain go? It takes more than that to even get close to him.

"Got me playing with fire Baby hand me the lighter, Taste just like danger, chaotic anger, But I can't stop the rush, No, I can't give you up, And I know you're not good for me, But I fell in love with a devil, I'm under his spell....."

“May is the real wolf in sheep’s clothing.” I let out a small laugh, grabbing a bottle as I dropped back into place. “Shut up,” I muttered, taking a drink. The burn hit my throat and settled warm in my chest while I leaned back and stared at nothing for a second. They were still watching me as I had just signed a deal with the devil, and in a way, maybe I had. Arnie clicked her tongue. “That smile on your face is not normal, May. Every time you smile like that, somebody suffers.”

what a cop out, I decided to dance with the devil by myself and now that his fingers are tipping my chin up with tears rolling down the sides; i look for somebody else to blame. he's a hundred sins wrapped into one, each layer falls from brawny shoulders the closer I get. funny, isn't it? the devil himself has come to take me to salvation. if he was to drag me through the depths of hades in exchange of another kiss; I'd carve the shape of your lips into my throne.

He smiles as he takes my helmet from Kylie and grabs my gloved fingers pulling the fabric off. “You mean unhinged. You just need to pay more attention.” It is not the first time I notice how handsome he is. The devil with an angels face. Too bad I have nothing more left in me to give to Killer. As I stare at his retreating form, I KNOW that it doesn't matter. A devil doesn't want your love, hatred or anyone of those things that get you hurt. No, the devil wants your soul and all your desires. The devil wants to own you until you can only see the fire that burns in his gaze.

She said calming her aching heart, " just play your cards well and his heart will be yours" Since she openly offered herself to this man, the stranger she's never met and he calls himself the devil, there is nothing she can do but play along. "How can I when he keeps on killing everyone?" She cries, running her hands through her long thick black hair. How sure was she that she will get his heart? That he will spare her life if she goes against him? "He does have a heart, doesn't he?" She asked no one in particular but a sudden reply left her mouth hung wide open.