Devil Princesses Novels & Stories

Aiden said as he looked at those boys' faces with a devilish smirk. Aaron and Joe looked at him and both had same look on their faces "We gave them just a trailer, now they are all yours." Joe said to him with a not so innocent grin. "Please leave us Please it's just a mistake we.......we will never talk to Elsa, now Please leave us" one boy stammering whimpering in pain said in a low voice but to his bad luck he took devil's queen name so now he has to pay. Aiden covered the distance with long strands and threw a punch on his face so the boy fell to the ground. Guards came and pushed back the chair on its legs.

“And what happened after? He protected her. Stood over her like she was worth more than the blood you bled. Tell me—did any of you feel protected tonight?” A few heads shook, shoulders stiff with resentment. “Exactly.” Luca leaned forward, his voice low but carrying. “Dante was blinded. And blindness kills quicker than bullets. While he bleeds for her, you bleed for him. And she? She doesn’t even have to lift a knife.” The whispers thickened, heavier now. “She’s cursed.” “A witch.” “Since she came, death follows.” Luca’s smirk deepened. “You want to know what she really is?” He set his glass down with a sharp clink. “She is the Devil’s Bride. And brides… they destroy their grooms.”

While it’s clumsy and uncoordinated, its movements are still powerful. “I told you not to get in my way, Hezekiah,” Amos growls. It doesn’t seem in any rush to chase after Julia. What game is it playing? Whatever it is, I don’t want to find out. “I won’t let you hurt her.” I stand firm, unwavering beneath its midnight stare. “I will destroy you,” the demon threatens as it stalks forward. “I will devour your very soul.” I parry to the side as it attempts to dart around me, blocking it from pursuing Julia’s retreating form. “You can’t kill somebody who’s already dead,” I snarl.

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

Hermes was right by her side and Selena whispers something in startling. "El b**o del diablo!"(The devil's kiss.) Then she turns to Hermes and instructs him to kiss them both to break the spell. Hermes hesitates but upon seeing how his mate was suffering, he relented. He bends down and places a soft kiss on her and nothing works. She keeps screaming and writhing in pain. Within minutes, she looses consciousness again. However, now we know that there was some sort of a devil who must have posed as me back there. It's unfortunate but we all seem to be unable to help. Just then, a warrior comes running.

She wore the type of long skirt common in the bygone era, and there was an emerald hairpin in her hair. Sebastian focused and turned to look questioningly at Nina. "That is a Devora," Nina said calmly. "A Devora?" Sebastian asked, frowning slightly. "That's right. A Devora is a monster that is much stronger than earth imps. It can change its appearance at will. This woman is just one of its thousand disguises!" Nina said. Rowan finally looked up and reported to Sebastian. "It's called a monster king in our country, and its appearance will bring great disaster to the living beings around it. However, those who see it will also receive eternal life!"

Devil! "Devil?" I asked her to repeat what she said. "Aren't you?" And I knew she was gone for the night. "Wait! I will teach you what a devil can do to you," and she ran upstairs to protect herself from me. I watched her run up the stairs, a smile stretched across my face. She was laughing, her infectious giggle filling the room, and I couldn't help but join in. I chased after her, feeling the excitement and energy of the moment.

Mom asks out of partial curiosity as she sinks into the couch, her legs crossed on the island table. "She's old, full of wrinkles, and can barely lift a cup, and me?" I give a little twirl, "I am young, succulent, and beautiful. A typical Aphrodite's rebirth and might I add, a goddess in bed." I wink at the last part and she makes a gagging expression. "You need prayers, Adelina," she shakes her head, "In fact, you are a lost cause. A full session of exorcism can't even save you."

Vimar and Brage sink into the grass, while Indra manages to stay upright. "Your friends aren't as strong as you are. You're interesting, little girl. Who are you?" Indra raises her chin, looks defiantly into the fairy queen’s bottomless black eyes and replies in a strong voice: "I am Indra, the Devil's Daughter." Melia's backing away. Her companions make hissing noises and the ashen fog retreats several meters revealing blossoming wildflowers underneath. Melia raises a hand and the fog stops. Then she turns back to Indra and studies her from top to bottom. "I didn't know Lucifer had a daughter..."

"The only way you'll find is straight to hell!" Adrenaline numbs all my feelings, there is no more pain in my feet or body, it magically disappears. There's only Henric and me. (...) Cosmo I watch in awe as Persephone in all her devilish glory, she was a goddess, a queen. My queen. She opens a clean cut on Henric's belly and sticks her hand inside his stomach, the scream and cry reverberates through the walls that keep many stories of all the lives that were lost there.