Devilish Demon Novels & Stories

He came like a storm and shook her spirt to its core. Victor Amuso, a man with a heart of rock, a living devil with a face of angel, he is an evil in the clothes of God. He has no morals and the only thing that matters for him is success and vengeance. She knows dealing with him can be signing off herself to her death but she was ready to put everything on stake.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

His screams continued to chase Ardina which actually made her confused where to go in this Asmodeus palace. Ardina's ears suddenly became hot. That sentence right on the word 'why do you like you' makes this heart flutter. And this is the first time a guy has said he likes her. Unfortunately, the guy is not a human, but a hell creature named the Devil aka Asmodeus. The demon lord of hell who is now in the highest caste layer.

My demons could not help me find Alexa while I fought but the pink things would do. I walked up to them, with authority. I needed them to know who was their master. "I am Elliot Vile, the devil. The King of demons and the ruler of the underworld. From this second to the second you die, you must obey my every command and serve me." They seem intimidated and frightened by my words, except for one that was laughing. He was the shortest but had the smoothest skin, obviously the youngest. I picked the lightweight creature and squeezed its neck. The others shrieked in fear while the creature gasped for breath, trying his best to free himself from my grip.

The wind that swept through Deira carried an omen: The devil had stirred, and the kingdom would soon tremble.

"Ewweee..." Ewwee? What's that all about? "Why ewweee?" I asked. "Because he's like your step-dad so he must be old, bald and have a huge belly like old those pervs." She answered. Huh! Far from it. The Devil is not old, bald, neither does he have a potbelly. I don't know what ever made her believe that he is unsightly. The Devil is beautiful, it's a curse we must all bear.

name:- what made you like this, you save me from me and you win the impossible game. demon:- it happen when I decided to take revenge on my father, but I get interested in Sanatan dharma, it told me not to take fight and not to take revenge unless my purpose is to protect something, revenge is just to calm the mind is prohibit, I got really confused, and I reach conclusion, I am not a saint to do always good and I am not devil to do bad work, so I decided to make balance, I do what is right for me and I will not going to make any decision in emotion. name:- so you don't contradict what is good and bad.

“Indeed… Now for the third type, it’s called devilish essential qi, and it’s pretty similar to demonic essential qi. Daryl is a prime example of this. After all, he killed so many cryptic family heirs just to obtain their bloodline spiritual essence in hopes of enhancing his power and becoming a devil!” After listening to their conversation, Professor Boyle—whose interest had been piqued—was prompted to ask, “So… Are you saying that the elegant woman earlier was actually a demon or a devil…?”

His hands moved across my body caressing my breasts, waist, and thighs… There was something terrifying in his gaze, he looked like a devil who was trying to devour me. He acted feverishly, without any gentleness, but I shamelessly submitted to whatever he wanted to do with me giving back his caressing and kisses. He forcefully torn the top of my dress along the neckline revealing my naked chest and began fondling and squeezing my breasts. Then he slid lower and started playing around my chest with his tongue, and gently biting my nipples. At the same time his hands went down my thighs ripping off my underwear. Then he started to stroke my inner thighs reaching deep inside me with his fingers