Devil Queen Novels & Stories

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

"This is truly so terrifying, in fact I can't even imagine how I could have to face a woman who was once a human who was defeated and then turned into a demon, let alone becoming a demon queen just because that woman hated me or hated you so much? Of course that woman has a hatred that is so extraordinary, because after all I think it is very impossible if they do this and sacrifice all their lives to become wolves and then become princesses or become queens in their palaces just because of revenge and then they made a very terrible deal and sold them and their identity and became a devil. Because after all, the devil is a creature cursed by the gods who will never be able to feel happiness

Otto had ended up being killed by a Devora. Sebastian frowned slightly and asked, "What kind of thing is a Devora?" "Have you heard of Rovera? It is of the same species as Devoras, except that it's in the water while Devoras are on land!" Nina said calmly. Rovera? Sebastian was startled. Wasn't that one of the nine sons of the dragon? "Are you saying that a Devora is also a dragon?" Sebastian asked in surprise. Nina smiled slightly and said, "A Devora is actually a humongous python, but it can transform into any shape. It can sometimes become a beautiful woman, while at other times it is a ferocious beast. Not many people know its original form!

Roman Thorne is the invincible team leader of college hockey. He is large, aggressive and a nightmare to the media. The press, however, does not know what makes the Briarwood Ice Devils so feared. They are not just players. They are ruthless, blood-swilling offspring of the most formidable crime business in the city. Trying to keep a small scandal which is about to blow up their small business, the Thorne family appeals to the service of Sloane Mercer. She is 24 years old and a brilliant ruthless PR fixer. Her task is easy: to improve the image of the team, to work with press, and not to put Roman in the prison. But Sloane has not come to save them. She is here to ruin them. Sloa

She didn't hesitate to swipe right and walked toward the exit. I watched the dancers and gently placed the cup on the table. One woman caught my attention, she wore a colourful mask, she danced near the DJ, her hands brushing his shoulders as she twerked on stage. “Wow, that's impressive.” My hands slightly covered my mouth. The bartender handed me another drink. “That's Lily,” he said. “You know her?” He nodded. “She is a popular dancer, she never shows her face.” I turned to watch her move. She turned back to the crowd. I saw a tattoo on her waist. It was a specific design.

"Honey, I can always tell the sharks apart from the guppies..." The what from the what? What the hell is her deal anyway... "First off..." she says smoothly, "you’re sitting ramrod straight like you’ve got a fist shoved up your ass." My jaw drops at her crude language and she smirks wider around another drag of her cigarette. "You’re also looking around with those big wide innocent baby blues... like a lost Disney princess." I scowl but my face burns with shame, "That is not true!" "Oh it absolutely is..." She gestures lazily around us, "And in places like this?"she continues. "Creeps can smell innocence from miles away. You keep looking around like that and one of them’s gonna drag you into