Devil Kiss Novels & Stories

Lucy answered, eyes on the ceiling. "I don't get." Maris blinked rapidly at Lucy, feeling dirtier than a gutter. "A demon feeds by having sex with me?" "Yeah, like Incubus. But this one isn't an Incubus, it's what the devil needs to complete his ritual to rule the Earth and Hades." "So it's the devil's entity that everyone has been haunting me for?" Maris questioned and Lucy nodded. Abruptly, the door creaked open and Maris jerked, crawling away from the bars and stopped just beside Lucy.

“Our link can not be broken, so easily, you know that Devon, don’t you? I've given you two options already. It's either you work with us, or you fuck off. With or without you, Valerie and I do whatever it takes to break this terrible curse and free our people from bondage. Why won't you just forget about this stupid vendetta? Why not work with us to destroy Gerald together, do you really believe that you can get rid of me so easily?” Maverick asked her teasingly, distracting her from what I was doing. I stood by the corner, chanting some spells the same way my mom did. The language was the same as the one Devon used earlier, but I was chanting a completely different spell and the worst part

"Don't shoot." The room fell silent. His men stared. "...Boss?" Lorenzo opened his eyes again. This time, there was something dangerous in them. Not anger. Not mercy. Something neither he nor his men could name. "Bring him to me." Every man in the room understood the order. Kai Bennett was no longer just a witness. He had become someone the Devil wanted alive. And in Lorenzo De Luca's world... Being wanted by the Devil was often more terrifying than being marked for death.

A flash of lightning crackles overhead, reflecting hellfire in the matte black depths of its eyes. “I’ll never be yours,” I snarl back. The weight of Jake’s body pins me down. I can barely move. But I won’t let Amos break me, not while I still have hope. The demon grins. “You already are.” Disgust and terror bubble up in my very soul as it closes the distance between us and swoops in for a brutal kiss. My hands claw at its chest to push it away, but it’s no use. Amos is too strong.

I whisper in fear. Tsking, and biting his lip, he shakes his head. “Oh, no. Don’t think of it like that,” he says sweetly, his nefarious smile shifting to sweet and beautiful. “I’m just a fragment of dust of what you may term as the devil. So small and useless until I’m given instructions by my boss. In this case, Mr. Memphis, otherwise known as Devlin, and the water of power he pours to me in form of instructions, stirs my little particles into a pile of mud and I get my power from him. But for now, I’m nothing more than a human just like you and everyone else in your little world.”

Melissa's eyes lit up as she said her last sentence “Don't worry, they are not bad people. There is even a kind-hearted devil who has lived 1000 years and knows many things in this world. Duh, even though she is hundreds of times older than my grandmother, her face is still very beautiful and perfect. Ah, looks like I have to ask what skincare brand she uses ... Hana didn't listen to Melissa's next chatter at all. Her mind only focus on the one word that Melissa had said. "De ... Devil?" She asked in a low voice. "Huh?" Melissa stopped her babbling "Do you say something, Han?" Hana looked at Melissa closely "You mean, the real devil?" Asked Hana to which Melissa answered with a nod of her he

You can’t even take a single hit. “Now, now, Derrick. Don’t leave me so quickly. The fun has just started and you don’t want me to get bored now, do you?” I whistled and my eyes glowed red under the darkness. Derrick trembled as he witnessed that, “Who–who are you?” My grin widened, “I am the She devil. Nice to meet you.” *************************************

Killian Schmidt, she whispered in her heart, a name that dripped with darkness and despair. Flashes of the past flooded her mind as she recalled the first time she had laid eyes on him. The memory of his pale eyes sent shivers down her spine, revealing a darkness that seemed to penetrate straight into the depths of his soul. In that instant, he bore the resemblance of a true spawn of the devil, his mere presence exuding an aura of malevolence. It was as if he took pleasure in the suffering of others, revelling in their agony and humiliation. There was no trace of remorse or guilt in his gaze, just an eerie sense of pure amusement as he watched his victims, helpless and on their knees, desper

He was passionate about her but She was afraid of him and his possessiveness. • Description Of The Third Story :- Devil's CRUEL Love [Warning heavy mature and sensitive content and age gap. R18+] "What are you doing here, You duck face?", Devil was approaching her. His steps were slow but threatening. Hie eyes were digging into her soul. Angel shuddered under his hard intense devilish gazes. His deep hazel eyes were staring deeply into her angelic soul. "Are you here for me, huh?", His smirked were making her cringed.

His eyes turned dark with a deadly emotion, his face lost the softness it was holding a few seconds ago and his lips curled into a wicked smirk as a psychotic glint flashed in his dark eyes. His harsh breath slapping her face as he dangerously leaned on her while his fingers making circles on her cheek steadily "I am not a generous man, you will want to go and I will let you go, in fact I am not a good man at all, I am Satan who can give you anything at a single flicker of your eyes but if you try to run away from me, I will not hesitate to tie you to my bed in my room for the rest of your life. Just enjoy the privilege that I am giving you, do not provoke the devil that I have chained deep