Devil Kiss Novels & Stories

"So tell me, King Devaro when you you plan on executing that dearest mother of yours" He snapped my attention to his dark reddish eyes, he was dress in a black suit with a red shirt, his chest lost a lot of buttons showing off skin the demoness caressed so lustfully. The demoness are called incubus, sex driven demons. Snapping back to attention I frowned at the intonation of his words. "And what makes you think I plan on taking down my mother's rule?" He laughed wholeheartedly. "Enough with the games Devaro. we both know that your mother is weak, she degrades everyday"

While walking through the garden of this mansion, I suddenly remembered that day we met Hensley or let's say Elorah. "Okay? What are we going to talk about Gethro?" I said while looking at the flowers in the garden of the mansion. "About Derek and Hideo because in fact Don Morfeo, the devil is back." He said as if I was terrified by what he was saying. but who is the devil? "Then?" I thrifty answered as he bent down to smell a flower in the garden. "Derek and Hideo is a rapist, it's not just that they were resurrected because of their new leader." Gethro said and he looked at the around before telling me some more information.

Dev shook her head and finally took the basin and left the room. Hellion palmed her face as the door was finally shut did she sighed in relief. She then heard a sigh of disappointment inside her head making her jumped. The spirit then clicked her tongue and spoke in anger. “I’ve been wondering why such a mere human like you could easily killed me but now that I’ve seen it with my own eyes….” Hellion waited for her to continue. The spirit then clicked her tongue and spat. “Wench.” She just let out a disdainful smile and a puff of smoke hovered around her. Hellion watched her silently as the spirit spoke again, her eyes scrutinizing her from head to toe.

Shivering violently from head to toe, she whispered with venom, "How can you be so utterly vile? I have never seen a soulless bastard like you in my entire life. How can anyone stoop this low? You aren't a human... you are a cruel demon in a human's disguise." Dev stared at her in absolute amazement. Even in this fragile state of mind, she was boldly cursing him to his face.

"If you don't kiss me now, I'll do more than a kiss! Nobody could see us, the car is tinted." I closed our distance, I touched blaze's lips with mine in a very quick touch. "Tiny kiss, done. Open the door now." "But it was not enough! I need more!" He whined, Blaze take off his blazer and throwing it to the back. His eyes are burning with passion. There's a red flickering shadow inside his orbs, or was that only an imagination that I saw seconds ago? I am shocked and frozen seing the old Blaze the devil is back. The lustful domineering Blaze DeVille is back.

How dare they let their voice reach outside the room? “You both have guts to talk sh*t behind my back, hm?” he coldly said, ignoring the shock as if a dirt in their faces. He smiled, not reaching his eyes, a warning to their inappropriate display in a sacred golden room, “You're ignorance to even secured the place for damn talk-shit is what's make you both a powerless. Bare in mind, you're not the devil here, it's me!” He looked at the young man, a very man of Denever who immediately recover from shock.

his eyes were as sharp as the tip of a keen knife. The sound of the club scraping against the floor hurt my ears. His aura was so frighteningly deuced that I even deemed him to be the scariest man I’ve ever seen in my nightmare. But honestly though, ghosts and poltergeists were scarier. I didn’t like them, especially Valak. He must be Valak’s son. On the bright side, he’s the coolest devil I’ve seen so far. He’s taller than me and as I recalled, he’s the foreigner who slipped badly because of my ID. That's his karma and he have to deal with it!

The darkness within him resurfaced, the devil taking control once more. "Is that so, let me prove you wrong" that devilish smirk never left his face and before she could grasp his words he smashed his lips on hers harshly. The intensity of his kiss left her momentarily stunned, but as she snapped out of her trance, she realized his true intentions. His lips moved upon hers with a ravenous hunger, and in that moment, she understood the depths of his desire.

His expression is dark, and I just want to come again just by looking at the devilish tint in his eyes. He leans over, attaching his lips to mine so I can taste myself while pulling off the towels wrapped around his lower body at the same time. His dick brushes along my opening and I whimper in delight. I moan, my fingers buried in his mass of onyx locks when he deepens the kiss, massaging my tongue with his, tasting every corner of my mouth as if he owns it. I am dripping wet again just imagining this monster he calls a dick would be buried so deep inside me, filling my pussy as it drills me.

Why do I have to suffer a barbarian life? In the process of falling in love, I lost everything in his hands. My heart failed to discern the devil in human form. And look where he plonked me. *********** This book is purely fictional. All characters are only author's imagination. There is no resemblance with any living person. Lastly, this book contains some non consensual scene that can be upsetting.