Devil Laugh Novels & Stories

"Glaaad… you… are still… the same… cold devil." She laughed, a wet, maniacal sound.

“There is a gift attached to it?” “Of course!” He said. “Those times I won, my gift from you was you screaming out my name.” “Jerk.” Janice smacked his hair as he smirked. “I'm glad you didn't win then. I'm sure your victory ends today and mine begins as well.” She stuck out her tongue and blew a raspberry at him. Jules chuckled as he watched her. He liked how childish was with him. Instead of the sophisticated appearance she often wore when they were outside.

Marion. Fuck.

Right? Before I could respond, another text came in, from him. "See you tonight 😈" The devil emoji. Playful? Flirty? Or something else? Wait. "See you tonight." Not "have a good day." Not "thinking about you." "See you tonight" with a devil emoji. Like he has plans. Like something's going to happen tonight. The memory crashed back. "This was just night one." His words from last night. After he made me come crying. Night one. Which means...

viola unable to control her laughing she bursted into laughter and collapsed on floor while laughing she holded her stomach as it was paining due to heavy laughing liam was confused because he is expressing his grief but this girl is laughing like he cracked a joke he shouted "What the hell why you're laughing?" viola replied "how can you be this foolish I just made a prank to make you disclose your fake fever drama act but seriously you're foolish" he asked "so whatever you said now" viola continued "whatever I said was a pure lie I just used veniger and few spices along with chilli paste I dont think these will make a man impotent" Liam's face turned pale after listening to her lame prank

We all burst into laughter when we heard him even the sick Jay and I laughed rolling on the floor when Jay teased him saying, “he was talking to his dead grandma yelling ‘I am not coming anywhere with you, you old hag’.” I laughed so hard until tears rolled down my cheeks. Dev was pouting and throwing glares towards me for making him embarrassed in front of Jay by laughing. Well, It was not my mistake. It wasn’t just me, people from that ride laughed at him when they crossed us. Well, at least we found a way for talking to dead people. Thanks to Dev. Those two days that I spent in LA was lit, and I thoroughly enjoyed my time with my friends. I laughed a lot because of Dev and I thought it wa

The same man I shot in the chest three days ago. Luca cursed under his breath. “No. No freaking way. That man is dead. I saw him. We buried him—” I lifted my gun instantly. “You’re not real.” Rinaldi smiled—slow, twisted, wrong. “Dead men talk too, you know. Especially when they die with unfinished business.” The room tilted slightly. Maybe from shock. Maybe from anger. Maybe from the pain I keep locking inside my ribs. “You’re not real,” I repeated, but softer this time, like I wasn’t convincing even myself.

Did he just say they want to turn my best friend into one of their sluts? “Excuse me?” I ask, needing to make sure I heard him right before I lose my shit. “She either becomes an old lady or a Souleater,” Devil repeats, serious, like he didn’t just sign his own death warrant. I stand, pushing my chair back so hard it falls. My mind blanks. Tunnel vision kicks in. My breathing slows. The rage vanishes. I go cold. “You want to use my best friend for your little fuckfests?” My voice is calm. Detached. Ice-cold.

(Bright’s POV) I scoffed in disbelief. Who told me? “What is this then? A circus for jokes like to you to fuck around?” I sarcastically retorted. He thinks I’m just going to listen to him speak rudely at me? I don’t care what kind of party they're throwing—be it a stripper party or whatever—as long as they have good drinks for me. He looked at me in disbelief. “You’re not really scared to die, are you?”

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.