Devil Tango Meaning Novels & Stories

Sasha’s POV. “What’s your name?” the devil asked, breaking the long silence that reigned after my demand. I pretended not to hear him. “You’re not deaf, are you?” “What do you need my name for?” I spat, unfolding my arms. “I do not answer to you, remember? You’re just my possession.” Right. You should yank it out of my mouth, then. “So do you have a name or not? Don’t test my patience,” he growled.

My eyes swirled. Valentine's lips captured mine, pushing back the puke trying to reel out of my mouth. "Eat Daredevil. You need it to get strength,” He moaned in my mouth. He fed me. I ate a little and couldn't eat more. His hands snaked to my back. I felt my zipper running down. The hair at the back of my neck rose at its ends.

“Or you might regret having to know who you are talking to. Leave Orith alone, or you’ll have all your worst nightmares become your reality.” “We’re not afraid of you.” the other member started acting tough. “Oh?” After Axel uttered that word. His skin began to shed in front of the adolescents. Screams are heard all over the block. But no one came to their rescue. As the devil turned back to his human form and left the scene. The gang was either left unconscious or stunned to the point that they can’t even speak. And if they do, they can only say one word. The Devil has come.

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By the time they arrive the Territory, Kayola is tired, exhausted and very thirsty. Devilio moves closer to her and whispers in her ears, telling her all the bad things he is going to do to her. He swears that he will make her life a living hell and that she will regret the day she was born. Kayola is as quiet as a donkey; she does not even react to his statement, and this makes Devilio very happy.

One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven… “Ella,” The devil suddenly appeared in front of me and I shouted in fear, “Ahhhh….” I stood up and ran as he started laughing behind me. “You can’t run away my dear Ella.” His voice was haunting me more than the dark jungle in which I am running. A rock in my way tripped me and I fell again heavily, this time I fell on my stomach and then I groaned as an immense pain shot from my vagina. “Ahhh…”

She gave him the middle finger and went about her duties. Spike didn’t come to the clubhouse to check out 'Asses' especially the white 'Chic's' in short that flaunted their bodies here and there. He was here to carry out a mission. “Where the fuck is Khalil?” He hissed, muttering underneath his breath. His impatience grew as the clock ticked but spike knew that he had to be patient, very. His face contorted to that of disgust as he took sight of the figure ahead of him. “Bastard." He hissed.

I clenched my jaw, gritting out the first words that came to mind, "Who the fuck are you?" He grinned, "I'm known by many names, Lucifer was the name the creator bestowed upon me. The Devil is what mortals know me as or Satan. Some call me a serpent that's why that snake imprinted itself onto your arm." Pausing, he gave the tattoo a once over, "It suits you." "FUCK YOU!"

Two guards stepped forward, their dark gazes sweeping over me. “State your business.” I lifted my hands slightly. “I came to negotiate.” They searched me. Smart men. But I hadn’t come armed. I was the weapon. One of them nodded and pushed the door open. I stepped inside and froze. Behind a sleek glass desk, dressed in black, sat Dante Castillo. The Devil of the Underworld. I knew him as the most ruthless man alive. A legend in criminal circles. A man whose empire was so tightly woven that even governments feared him.

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]