Devilish Heart Novels & Stories

It didn't end well for him as the story progressed. The Pink Devil- The Pink Devil is one of the main antagonist of this story. She is the evil version of Jennifer. She could possess Jennifer at anytime she feels like it and follows her wherever she goes. The Pink Devil is in her mirror, nightmares, when she has Sleep Paralysis, and does what Jennifer is afraid to do. She loves sex and BDSM; she only punishes men who treat women wrong. But it's revealed that The Pink Devil is a personification of Jennifer's father, who was abusive and tormented her. Anytime she thinks about her father, The Pink Devil appears.

A person without a heart is a monster and a heartless person only awakes when they have nothing to lose. Arnold strides towards the abandoned cottage wistfully as these sickening thoughts bombard against his throbbing skull. The female in his arms weighs like petals of flowers as he barges inside the walls of their warm sanctum and immediately heads towards the bathroom. Settling the cocooned female on the wooden plank, he reaches to remove the blanket from her shivering form but freezes in the midst. A voice cackles in his mind. The Evil. It grips his shoulders in a numbing grapple with the pointy tentacles and hisses in which category Arnold falls after killing Arthur mercilessly. His act

The heart was alive, fighting back, clinging to its hold on him. "No!" Lucien’s voice rang out, filled with a ferocity that shook me to my core. "You won’t have me anymore!" The ground cracked open beneath us, and there, deep in the darkness, I saw it. The heart. It was black and pulsing, its veins extending like the roots of a tree, feeding on the lost souls trapped within its depths. It was a thing of pure malevolence, a creature of magic and death, a parasite that had slowly consumed Lucien from the inside out.

'Sh*t! Natalie is about to enter a psychotic break!' Darryl became solemn as he observed the situation. Darryl knew that the flame that appeared from Natalie's body was known as the Heart Devil Flame. A cultivator's psychotic break was due to the flame derived from the elixir field. The elixir field and the heart vessels would catch fire if not treated quickly. Even the Divine Farmer would be powerless to intervene. In seconds, Natalie's long robe was set ablaze by the Heart Devil Flame. Her graceful body curves were completely exposed in front of Darryl.

she said, noting with pleasure how her steely gaze darted upward. — Lipstick? Flattered, flattered. Velvety laughter pleasantly tickled Melissa's ears, spreading goosebumps through her body. “Do you want to exile?” the demon noted as he looked at the symbols inscribed in scarlet. She watched the movement of beautiful male lips. - For what? What have I done to you, witch? - So the heart asks. Mila covered her full chest with her palm. “Hmm, I would also listen to such a heart. It is a pity that it has long lost its seductive appearance, turning into a dried fruit.

His shock quickly changed to that of a sly smile as his hand awkwardly pressed down on his chest like he was shot there. “And one more thing, I really do think hell is too nice for someone like you. You deserve utter darkness!” I didn’t know where that last one came from as I burst out with the words that lingered in my heart. If I’m going to be direct then I’ll be direct no matter what. What more could really happen that could be as heartbreaking as losing everyone you love and know?.. “Hmm noted. Well then I should let you know that the devil actually answers to me. And how nice to hear pretty words from my mate.” He said like everything I said meant nothing to him.

The devil pulls a sword from a useless coat of armor as he walks over to his enemy. "I don't care if you mind," Devil smiles at him as he uses his magic to keep the man in place. "I just need a little something from you. That thing in your chest you don't need anymore." He stabs the clan leader in the chest, just below the rib cage. "After all, what does a heartless beast need a heart for?" "Jonathan?" blood flows from the vampires mouth as he looks at his attacker in confusion. "Wh?" "I don't care how or why but you made something that I need eradicated," Jonthan leaves the blade to keep the other pinned and rams his fist into the vampire's chest, right where his heart it. "No hard feelings

Now, it was my turn to laugh. "How….who…you….." He stuttered as he fell to the ground, vomiting more blood. His grip on Danielle loosened and I caught her before she fell to the ground. Before taking out my claw from him, I used my ability on him and iced up his heart. I watched in utmost satisfaction as his entire body went cold before taking my claw out of his chest, ripping out his heart in the process. I made sure to confirm his death before walking away. When I did, I took Danielle to the pit.

I was a walking temptation but the good part was, someone else will be the scapegoat, Kelvin. He will pay for ever hurting her, for even coming in contact with her and most important, for fucking what's mine... Her body, mind and soul belongs to me. Doom Castillo.

Her voice drops lower as she says, “they're evil wrapped in beauty, Miss Vitale. Rotten creatures with rotten hearts. No one wants to be associated with them because of their true appearance.” I gulp, “tell me their true appearance.” She smiles, “I've never seen one, Miss Vitale. Besides, why are you so interested in a demon? They're nasty. Stay away from them.” I can't. Not anymore. As she proceeds to walk out of my room, I grab her wrist. “Are you saying all demons don't have a heart?” She nods. “They have no mercy, no soul and no heart. Even if one comes close to you, it's because you have something they want.”