Devil Man Crybaby Novels & Stories

I cried, tears pouring down my face. “Shut up and take it,” Damien growled, thrusting harder. “You’re our toy now. This cunt exists to be ruined.” They started fucking me together perfectly synchronized, both cocks slamming into my stretched pussy at the same time. The fullness was overwhelming. I was sobbing and moaning, completely lost between pain and pleasure as they used my body like a cheap fleshlight. Lucian gripped my throat while Damien spanked my ass red. “Look at her,” Lucian laughed darkly. “Crying like a broken little human while her pussy creams all over two vampire cocks.”

The darkness of the cave was heavy, cold, and suffocating. Devon stood over Elena, his clawed hands raised, his eyes burning with a psychopathic gold light that turned the stone walls into a nightmare. He looked like a rabid beast ready to tear her to pieces for her betrayal. But as he took a final step forward, intending to drag her back out into the freezing blizzard as a hostage, Elena’s body completely locked up.

Decker said with red eyes and a pissed-off voice. “Yes, but the plan was to get money, not...” “I am sorry, Mike. She didn’t sleep for two nights because she was getting haunted dreams about what you people did to her.” Decker stood up as he stuffed his gun into his pocket. “Please, forgive me,” “Don’t ask me forgiveness. I am not GOD. I am the Devil, and the Devil never forgives.” He took a knife and made minor cuts in his hand, slowly letting the blood ooze out.

Amber was stunned to hear this and Demon's possessiveness was at a different level, if he had had his way he would have set the whole world on fire. Amber was feeling scared because the demon was slowly gaining its place in her heart. Amber shouted, "Please demon, drive slowly." Seeing Amber crying, the demon immediately stopped the car and hit the steering wheel angrily. Demon couldn't bear to see Amber crying like this and he asked about Amber's tears and said, "Why do you always cry, I feel very irritated when I see tears in your eyes." Demon started taking deep breaths to calm himself and Amber asked him "Why? Mere crying makes you feel so bad, I'm nothing more than a private stripper ju

Rexton muttered before carrying her in his arms, walking to the van with her. Amour cried silently as she was taken to the van. At the moment she could just imagine the worst happening to her. ✮•✮•✮•✮ ••BLACK VENOM COB•• "Useless!! You two are useless!! You can't even do a simple task!!" Demetrius yelled. "We're sorry Godfather, please give us one last chance" Clyde knelt down to beg. Demetrius brought out his gun and pointed it at them.

“Then I'll make sure you never get to taste anyone ever again!” In a swift motion, Vernon sliced his lips, the pink flesh fell to the floor, his blood painting the knife and floor, tears rolling down his eyes but Vernon wasn't done, he reached for Cameron's d**k and immediately sliced it off, the long piece of flesh falling to the floor. Cameron tried to scream but it was too late, he was rendered—Dickless.

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]

No humanity, just hunger. “You’re him,” she whispered. “The Devil of the Underworld.” He bowed his head slightly, a mockery of courtly manners. “Dante Moretti. Though most only whisper my name.” Her heart pounded. Dante Moretti wasn’t just a crime lord—he was a myth. A monster in a designer suit. A man with more blood on his hands than the war itself. Rumors said he didn’t age, didn’t bleed, didn’t sleep. That he struck deals in shadows, and those who betrayed him were never found again. Or if they were, it was in pieces.

“Bastard, let me go.” Liam’s face completely darkened. He wanted to punish this ungrateful woman. However, when he saw the sparkle of tears in her eyes, he held himself back. Hurting her would be equivalent to hurting him. His head already hurt so freaking much, and her screams were only making it worse. He threw her on the bed and lowered himself upon her. “If you don’t stop screaming, I promise to fuck you right here right now.” he glared at her, warning her dangerously.

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.