Devil Love Novels & Stories

I felt his knuckle rings glide against my torso, his hand traveling up to pin my neck to the wall again almost as if he was claiming me. A stranger claiming a random lady. How unreal. “I can be your poison. I can be the one they fear. For you.” He whispered, his lip brushing against my earlobe. "I'll give you the power you desire, and take them down for you,”. "What are you talking about?” I gagged. "I can see your heart, it craves revenge. I'll get them for you, I'll get them all, just for you. Chloe Willie. Seth Finn. Martha Wilson. All of them.”.

“Look at me and watch me fuck you with my tongue. Watch, and burn this image into your mind. Fuck what anyone thinks, I want you to be mine, Tamara.” I hold her hips tightly as my tongue flicks over her clit, my rhythm steady as I slowly drive her insane. “Delicious, and so fucking wet. Your body knows who it belongs to, something your mind needs to be taught.” She squeezes her hips together, moaning loudly and muttering ‘please’. I pull them open as I watch her, pushing my tongue into her, brushing over a spot that has her begging for more. “Leon,” she groaned. “Please.”

The people who were dancing in the dance floor were not aware that there were two devils in their midst. One of the devil was dancing and flirting with a woman, he had black long hair reaching up to his shoulder which he parked neatly without a single strand of hair out of place. His eyes were golden, strong square jaw, perfect carved brows and thin pink lips. He was tall and had broad shoulders. He was Asmodeus, the third deadly sin of lust. The woman he was dancing with was drooling over his strong muscular body and he gave her a flirtratous smile while whispering dirty words into her ears and the woman blushed.

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

Argh, when I need to leave immediately then he will just come now? "Hey! Devonce!" Both hands were placed in both pockets walking towards me and the edge of the lip was raised, forming a smirk. I sighed and closed my eyes. "You're late again, Lourez," I mentioned his name when they got close to my place. I heard the snoring, which is why my brow furrowed, I guess it's going to start again. "My dad is too slow to walk, hahaha!" "Delle," Tito Vince suddenly said the reason why we were able to fix Videlle. The corner of my lips turned up and I shook my head, slightly frowning when he suddenly laughed.

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j

, she became a person who was in a position of his own even with deep hatred. An indisputable but very annoying taste. Deep love and hatred. Pain and bleeding. "Don't say anything about dying, you are mine and I won't just let you die." Regi did not speak at all but in a different sense the woman was smiling mysteriously. The boss's obsession was enormous, it turned out that maybe Regi could take advantage of it or not. It's just that yes that person won't just give up. The drama was just about to begin, a cold spirit and pride had just begun. Whoever it is be prepared for what happens after.

“Tell me, how many nights has she slept beside you, thinking you’re just a cursed soul in need of love? What will she do when she sees what you really are?” I turned fast, slamming him into the wall, though my hand passed halfway through him, half shadow, half flesh. “Stay away from her.” Mordecai’s grin didn’t falter. “You can’t threaten me with the same anger that made me. You forget, Azrael, I am you. The part that slaughtered your blood, the part that smiled while the world burned.” “Not anymore.” He leaned close, his whisper colder than winter. “You can dress it in softer colors, share a bed, pretend the devil deserves love, but you and I know what’s coming. Nine months left, remember?

LAZZARO That girl. The way she stitched me, the way she looked at me while at it was fucking sexy. I had almost lost control, and it took everything within me to hold back. I never force my way with women. I might be a devil, but I wasn’t that monstrous.

He pushed it open. The room inside was cold. Damp. The smell of sweat and blood hung in the air. And there he was. Matthew Verratti. One of his men. Or at least, he had been. Now he was strung up like a piece of meat, arms stretched wide, wrists bound to chains bolted into the ceiling. His feet barely touched the ground. His shirt was torn, blood dripping from cuts on his face and chest. Lothaire stepped inside, the door closing behind him with a heavy thud.