Devil Man Crybaby Novels & Stories

As the heavy doors swung open with a loud creak, the scene inside the throne room made her blood turn to ice. In the middle of the room knelt a man whose body was already covered with blood. His clothes were torn and soaked red, and he was shaking violently from pain and fear. Standing in front of the broken man was the devil himself - King Malakar. He was holding a whip embedded with thorns, drops of blood still clinging to the cruel metal spikes. His dark hair fell across his forehead, and his clothes were splattered with crimson.

He doesn’t want any wealth, he just wants his parents back but even that is a selfish thing to say. Damien finally lost his patience and parked the car, “Stop crying.” His words are firm and intimidating, an order instead of comforting words. Chris didn’t stop, he can’t stop crying. It is the only thing he could do, or he would lose his mind. “You said you’re going to take your revenge, with that weak head of yours? I might end up killing you before you achieve your goal.” The demon spoke bluntly. Damien wouldn’t admit, but he’s amazed with how strong Chris’ mind is before, but all he could see now is a susceptible mind.

I almost cried thinking of what he can do to my family I was scared cause I know what exactly he was capable of. I released myself Infront of the devil exposing my body look at your nipples so pink so hard mmmm come on spread your legs so I can see your juice pink tight virgin pussy. I slowly spread my legs wide to show him my forbidden place but he's not satisfied so he spread my legs wider. I gave the devil what he wanted he started to stroke his dick looking at my pussy,looking at his massive dick I got scared and turn my face away he is going to hurt me alot He wiped my tears gently I don't understand him one time he is rough and another time he is gentle he has this worried expression f

Devil was bleeding from his nose and mouth and he knew that the usual yellow of his eyes had sunk into a crimson red. His voice was unusually sibilent as his demonic magic threatened to overtake him. “You have no idea what I’m going to do, my love,you don't know the real me, if I can break your bond with your soulmate I can do anything, I want you to be mine and always mine and no one going to take you away from me not even dead” he said before he released the angel and moved away, opening a magic circle. "Dean" Win saw a big man with red eyes come from shadow.

I crawl exhausted to the pillow, but he picks me up and stands me up. -No, no, love. We're not done. Get down on your knees. Why does it excite me so much when he gives me orders? I get down, and my demon holds his penis between his fingers, slowly passing it over my lips. I open my mouth and let him penetrate me. Damn! I think he reached my throat. I suck him and move my head back and forth. -Angel, you're driving me crazy, he shouts animalistically.

“Like this? And do you like your punishment?” “I—uhm, please—“ “Speak to me, Iris. Tell me you won’t let anyone touch your body, and if they do, you report to me right away.” “Okay!” I cried out, arching for him. What kind of fucked up bastard does this? Damon Vyon was the devil himself. Believe me, it is true. Because it was only someone as evil as the devil that would punish his captive, a girl, with a gun in her vagina.

Her eyes opened wide in astonishment when she saw Daemon on the floor writhing like a wounded child. “D-Daemon? Are you okay?” She slowly approached him. “Are you okay? D-Daemon?” Propping into his side to check him, Devon was astounded to see him crying. “What…” As weird as it may sound but she’s more scared now to see him crying than when he pointed a gun at her. But surprisingly, despite feeling fear, she raised her hand and began tapping his back in an effort to soothe him. “Don’t you dare mention anything about my father! You don’t know anything about him,” he said in a suppressed high voice.

her screams with pain filled with room which satisfied don her tears got dried for crying again and again her bleeding lips due to many cuts he said "cut those fingers first of all pluck those eyeballs filled with lust" they did as he said she she shouting for every time those fingers got cutting down she screamed untill her throat got dried she started falling unconscious he said "pour boiling water" they did she screamed once again he said "finish her and throw her to my man eating fishes and crocodiles pond" they nodded their head these three people returned ◇FLASHBACK ENDS◇ present...... for the world he is a charming and chocolate boy but no one knows can guess this devilish side of him

Tears fell from my eyes. "Stop shedding those pretentious tears, you whore. You think you can move me by shedding crocodile tears. I, Devon, am a cruel man, and I will show you why I was called the most cold-hearted billionaire in the country. I will break you slowly until you become a lifeless shell." There was a huge dread in his voice. It scared me, and I was moved to more tears. This is not a human being; this is a monster, a monster in human form.

What started as a job, a duty to make sure she felt our side was her only real choice, became an obsession. Our plan had been put in motion years before, creating a rock band to travel the world bringing in kids her age from everywhere knowing one day she would show up. Devil’s Night is now the most popular band in the world with teens and young adults. While simultaneously being the most hated band in the world with their parents. We have fans everywhere just dying for a chance to spend a few moments with us and I, Damien Raines, am the frontman.