Devil Romance Books Novels & Stories

The more I think about it, the more keen my mind is dismantle every possibility to the last bone, which spells no good for me, seeing as the Devil desiring me sexually is one of those possibilities. Yeah I need to stop thinking about it. Calling Jun helped, but with her opinion on the matter to consider, the shield of my denial has been penetrated. Groaning in annoyance at my incapability to dissolve these taunting thoughts from my mind, I rolled off my bed and roughly yanked the covers aside. In moments like this, salvation has a name; Seduction Of Sin. With two claps of my hands, the lights went off and I languidly slipped under the covers and searched for the e-book version of the steamie

“How many?” “Four before this one.” “And nothing happened?” “Because I stayed home.” Her mouth opens, then closes. “So you knew the rule and still went to the party?” “I was tired of being locked up over something I had never seen happen.” “Dev, your mother spent seven years telling you not to kiss anybody during a blood moon.” “I know that now.” She presses both hands over her face. When she lowers them, she looks genuinely rattled. “How would you even know the curse worked?”

I whisper in between trembles. “I’m the demon king, my darling. I always know.” “What can I give you. Let’s…let’s settle this now, please. I am tired of running.” I am scared out of my wits. “Stop then. You’ll end up here anyway, but you’d have tired you little bones,” he says, rubbing his hand up and down my arm. “What do I owe you, Memphis?” “Please, call me Devlin. Mephistopheles is quite an ugly name and I’d prefer a more formal exchange while using that name. Between us, there’s more informality than anyone could ever imagine.”

, she greeted. "It's nice meeting you too Melissa. I'm Eleanor", I greeted back. "I'll take you to your hotel Eleanor", she smiled. "Sure...let's wait till my friends join us", I looked back at our room. Our room. It feels nice right. Suddenly the door opened and the devil came fast towards me. No..no.. "You played really unfair my girlfriend", he smirked. "I'm not the type to play by rules my boyfriend", really Eleanor do you want to die. My inner voice shouted.

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.

This I thought. "Sneak into… sneak into Blake's office. There's a hidden room. Find it. When…" Tech said and coughed very hardly. Blood kept gushing out from the two spots where he was shot. Despite that, he groaned and managed to continue speaking. "You will find a big unusual book. It in, there's a spell. The spell is hidden somewhere, and you must need help to find it." Tech moaned and coughed again. His breath kept rising like he had chronic asthma.

My eyes darted to her tablet, it was a grainy, long-lens photo of a man emerging from a black car. Even in pixels, he commanded the space around him. He was tall,broad-shouldered, black hair and grey eyes. Lucien Alexander. The tabloids called him “The devil.” I looked back at Lina, and shrugged. “So?” I said, a teasing lilt in my voice. “You want to date him?” I gave an eyebrow waggle, knowing full well how ridiculous it was. Dating Lucien Alexander? Impossible. The rumors didn’t just say he was difficult, they said he was the devil’s own son. “Obviously,” I finished, the humor fading into simple fact. “That man is a no-go zone.”

Then, without hesitation, he reaches out and knocks it off the bed. It hits the floor with a dull thud. He doesn’t even look at it again. Instead, he turns back to me and kisses me again, like nothing else matters. Like no one else exists. I feel myself getting pulled back under, my thoughts scattering, my body responding faster, stronger. There’s no stopping now. No space for anything else. Everything builds all at once—too fast, too overwhelming— Until it finally crashes. I cling to him, my voice breaking as his name leaves my lips again and again, uncontrollably.

Then he took over. Vito’s hand fisted in Aiden’s wet hair, yanking his head back as he devoured his mouth. The kiss turned filthy, rough, and hungry. Vito’s tongue pushed inside, claiming his. Aiden moaned into it, hands sliding desperately over Vito’s wet chest and shoulders. “Fuck,” Vito growled against his lips. “You came looking for this, didn’t you?” He shoved Aiden back against the bathroom counter, lifting him up onto it with ease. Aiden’s legs parted automatically as Vito stepped between them, grinding his hard cock against Aiden’s clothed thigh.

she jerked, shutting her eyes Dante leaned in and began trailing kisses around her neck "I can't leave you unmarked," he groans as he kisses and licks her neck. And she squirmed with undiluted pleasure. So I want you to always remember that I, the devil, own both your body, your soul, and everything, and you can't hide from me … She woke up only to discover it was all a dream... another wet dream of the devil...