Devilish Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"Turns out it is true what they say; a feral knows no friend from foe, and a feral fights to kill." Xerxes was not amused. "I apologize." His lips turned down in displeasure, a shadow of regret passing over his features. Daemon waved off the apology. "Are you sleeping better now?" "I am truly sorry, Daemon," Xerxes repeated, the guilt plain in his voice. "Take a hint, old man. I am trying to change the subject here.” Daemon said, dryly. "Are those nightmares still plaguing you?" Xerxes sighed, nodding reluctantly. "I do not mind. Better to stay awake than to relive those moments. So, who is she? The female you fed from? The one who quenched your thirst?"

“Tell me, how many nights has she slept beside you, thinking you’re just a cursed soul in need of love? What will she do when she sees what you really are?” I turned fast, slamming him into the wall, though my hand passed halfway through him, half shadow, half flesh. “Stay away from her.” Mordecai’s grin didn’t falter. “You can’t threaten me with the same anger that made me. You forget, Azrael, I am you. The part that slaughtered your blood, the part that smiled while the world burned.” “Not anymore.” He leaned close, his whisper colder than winter. “You can dress it in softer colors, share a bed, pretend the devil deserves love, but you and I know what’s coming. Nine months left, remember?

“Really? Nothing? Gold? Diamonds?” “Yellow metal and shiny rocks aren’t really my thing.” “But what about sex? You like sex, don’t you?” “I already have a demon for a girlfriend. It’s about all I can handle.” “Demon’s such a pejorative word. All those negative connotations. I’m sure she’s not really a demon.” “You haven’t met her.” “Oh sweetie, does she make unreasonable demands and refuse your reasonable charms? I could be your woman, if you’d like. I wouldn’t refuse to do anything.”

“You’re very brave when he’s not around.” She leaned in, her voice dropping. “And you’re very pathetic when he is. You can just drop the act, can you? You just want his money .." “That’s a lie.” “Is it?” Her eyes glittered. “And the icing on the cake, you also want to have sex with him. You are such a greedy bitch! He would never even have sex with you. Delulu..much!” Something inside me snapped. What? Devon.. won't have sex with me? Isn't that what he has been trying for more than ten business days and has failed woefully? Never..my ass!

Infelicitous love story. ***************

One look at Finn, I just hoped that he wasn't considering what Ben had just said. Ben's girlfriend didn't seem to care either, she was sucking her lower lip while she twirled a strand of her dark hair with a finger. She was the opposite of me, wild and untamed, adventurous and seductive. "Would your girlfriend agree to that?" Ben asked, with a coy smile dancing on his face. "For your birthday, I would." Delilah shot in, dropping her glass of whiskey. Finn laughed at that, turning to look at me. He seriously wasn't considering this, my mouth dropped.

I ask, feeling bad for the woman who is blinded by love. Bethany began to answer in a bitter tone. “I truly don’t know what she sees in that man. Yes, he’s handsome but his character is truly quite ugly. He’s more of a hit it and quit it type of man. He’s been known to be the Devils’ son.” Bethany made a sound of disgust. “Devils’ son?” I spoke out loud. Dread slowly began to fill me. Like the horror of an avalanche coming a person’s way.

“Their bond as triplets can never be severed. They can die for one another. I want that for us. Love. Please, Amber. I know you don't believe me, and I understand, but I am ready to do anything to prove to you that I am changed.” I stirred at her boredly. Then I scoffed. In amusement. I shook my head, hissing in disgust. I didn't know what she was up to but I won't let her trick me into believing her empty words. Just like the devil, Delilah can never change. Evil runs freely in her blood. “Sister,” she hesitated, taking two steps towards me before looking at me for approval. I growled aggressively, my eyes shot daggers at her as she took one more step closer.

“What is this?” “I have a story for you, Daughters,” Delilah said, sitting on a high white stool. “When I was your age, I had two best friends. We were a trio. Inseparable.” My 'Noir' persona stirred, a low growl of warning in my mind. She was lying. Every word felt like a trap. “My dearest friend was named Helena,” Delilah said, looking at me with fake affection. “She had a beautiful daughter. Daniels.”

Sohail's girlfriend let out. I think in this group of three that girl is the devil. I mean... I suppose she must have didn't allow any boy near her. But if in future any boy falls for her and she gets married. What will be that poor soul's condition? I'm sure he will be the one sitting in a corner crying his heart out to not get beaten by her. "This is the chance to go... and shave out his all hair from his head and make him bald." She said proudly.