Devil Ninja 3 Novels & Stories

He lowered his head and tilted it to the side in submission. The feral beast pressed its snout against Yaz 's neck, and inhaled deeply. When it seemed unsatisfied, it released a burst of aggressive pheromones–an attempt to provoke Yaz’s own beast. Yet, Yaz tightly closed his eyes and endured the surge of needles coursing through his body, causing pinpointed pain in every fiber of his being. He did not react. Finally, the beast pulled back, took a few steps away. Then it turned and retreated to its favored corner behind yet another set of floor-to-ceiling metal bars. Danger successfully abated.

Then, a small smile curved around the corner of her thin lips. **** Getting to his room, Nathan Peyton tears off all the clothes stuck to his muscular body like a stubborn leech, revealing good tone muscles and killer abs. When the clothes were finally off his luscious, alluring, and muscular skin. Nathan Peyton walked toward the mirror in the middle of his room and stood before it. The mirror was human-sized and he could see his full height being captured by the size of the mirror as he stood in front of it. Nathan Peyton, who was known as the untamed devil in the other world was the devil's son. The mention of his name alone was a sign of fear and an emblem of pain in the heart of the peop

Of course, he sees himself as a catch. By the way, who, in her right senses, would desperately want to be seen as the devil’s woman? “I was beginning to think you had a different flight booked for yourself to get home, Galileo,” the devil spoke barely after my third step from the elevator. Then he turned around and the three men in front of him did the same. The three guys were dressed in black suits but only the one in the middle wore a navy blue shirt, the two others wore white shirts like Galileo. He was also the only one who sported a thin scar that ran from his cheek to the corner of his lips.

Picking up the lower part of Veronica's gown, SK growled staring at Veronica furiously, " What nonsense is this, Veronica? This dress isn't Black Demon but a replica. The materials are all fake and my name isn't even here. Where is my dress?" Shock flodded in Veronica's expression as she looked down at her own outfit dumbly. Muttering out truthfully, she replied shortly, " I.. don't know..This is what you sent me, SK.. I really don't understand what are you talking about.." SK was deeply angered. He growled yelling at Veronica impatiently,

And yet, I couldn’t look away. Last night I’d been a stranger in a glittering club, being auctioned like a product, but I stood there hoping to be free after one night. Now, I was thirty days deep into a game I didn’t understand, being toyed with by a man who made danger look like seduction. Lucian Devlin had purchased my time. My body. Maybe even more. He'd told me so with his eyes locked on mine and his voice heavy with certainty: You’ll crawl before you leave me.

My plan was to get the job and keep my profile as low as possible. The man who I once knew seven years ago wasn't a billionaire. The man wasn't a CEO. He was just Luca, a boy from the other side, a scholarship student with a short fuse and bleeding heart for me. He had promised me eternity. And I broke him with a lie. “Then tell Vance to fire the incompetent who made the mistake on the decimal point in our Q3 projections,” Luca told him, his tone soft yet deadly. “I do not pay for incompetence.”

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.

"You-You need to run! That's a Devil , Nat- the Devil." She finally seemed to realize that there was someone close behind her and she whirled around to face him again. He knew the picture he made standing there over her. Demon eyes glowing through the smoke and twisted black metal armor covering much of his body. His crowned helmet sported horns that curled up and back making him appear taller and infinitely more terrifying. He didn't really need armor, but he wore it anyway for occasions such as this. He enjoyed the way her throat bobbed as she tried to swallow past her own fear. She held up her trembling blade against him and his head tilted as he smiled down at her.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TWO RAINAL "F**k"Red my favorite bitch screamed as I ravaged her mouth my demonic kisses which made her tremble to the core. Her tremendous heartbeat went wild against my chest. My cock twitched when she nibbled onto my lips. A playful grin appeared on my lips as I took her breasts into my hands. Her nipples were hard just like my cock. I scoffed against the thought of Red having a threesome with another man.

Vito picked up a cigarette from Gianna's box on the desk and lit it, taking a long drag before speaking. "Get the girl," he said, exhaling smoke. Gianna waved her hand dismissively at one of her men, who immediately hurried off to do her bidding. "You need to go torture your other brothers, Gianna," Vito said, leaning back against the desk. Gianna laughed, the sound sharp and amused. "I can torture all three of you at once. It's called multitasking, brother."