Devil Real Face Novels & Stories

She didn’t realize it straight away - she discovered it when someone touched her buttocks with a cold belt, pushing her to the wall. No one said sorry - dozens of faces were passing by, not even noticing her. Except for one person - Dervel. Dervel's face emerged from every corner, his visage twisted into a sinister grin. His once-human features were now distorted and monstrous, a reflection of the evil he embodied. His skin was a deep, unsettling black, a stark contrast to the pale moonlight that bathed the nightmare realm. Dervel's eyes gleamed with a malevolent light, locking onto Jenn with a predatory intensity.

𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭'𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦�

ALESSANDRO, AKA DON VALENTINO. What the… Slowly, I turn my head to face the she-devil, who dons the face of an Angel. Shock is evident on her face as it is on mine, causing my eyes to cloud over with little flames of wrath that flicker brightly, reflecting in her hazel eyes staring back at me. And it's almost blinding. I brush my knuckles across my cheek where it stings, my gaze boring into hers as she continues to peer up at me with eyes that betray her.

There was a strange servant who refreshed his soul with his breath. He pulled the wheelchair back firmly. And shocked, he turned towards him. So why do you want to die? She looked at her face. There was no fear in her eyes, and this made her happy sitting in front of her. We have to leave?" He was still talking when Jain reminded him from behind. The devil answered him looking at her beautiful face. Deep blue eyes with a glassy appearance, sharp nose, pink full quivering lips. She was very beautiful, but her scent intoxicated the Devil's senses.

His pale white, gaunt face still held those midnight black eyes and I didn't think it was even possible, but he looked even scarier. He threw back the hoodie of the black sweatshirt he had on to reveal his long, tangled dreadlocks and smiled a thin, wicked smile showing his abnormally, sharp teeth. He studied me through those soulless, bottomless, black pools he called eyes and took a few steps to my side. The Devil himself.

His face was rock hard, and with blood stains all over those tattoos, he looked like the devil himself, and for a single second, a sizzle of tremor coursed through my entire body. I walked to where Matteo was lying, with his body… short I say, his once-perfect body mauled to perfection. Guys, after God, fear Vernero. I am sure even the devil down in the innermost pits of hell cursed every time he woke up to take a piss. That man, yikes! Even words fail me.

"Forget the nonsense Salazar or anyone else has been feeding you. You're perfect the way you are and if I hear anything about you being on a diet again or trying to lose weight, heads will roll. Do you understand?" Maldito, I'm dazzled. For a moment there, the look in his eyes turned menacing and I finally caught a glimpse of the devil he hides behind that sexy body. I can totally picture him chopping a man up with a kitchen knife while smiling. That thought has moisture pooling between my legs and I squirm, trying to get some relief. Violence turns me on. He crosses the small space between us. Judging by how he's gotten in my face, I think he's finally going to take the initiative but he on

I asked her. She looked back and shook her head. “Oh, I though we came in… oh, he is right here.” She said and I turned around to see him and, only for me to come face to face to the most dreadful face I had sworn never to come in contact with. The face I had vowed to avoid my whole life. Forever. That face belonged to him. Alex. Alex Hale's face. The Devil himself. Heartbreak prince himself. Alex Hale, My nemesis.

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `