Devilish Heart Novels & Stories

ELLA : I don't believe my eyes, what I just saw, I was still hoping that it was my illusion but no it turned out to be real, the devil killing someone right in front of my eyes. I wasn't afraid of the devil’s cruel experience but his betrayal ached my heart. Why? Why did he do that? It was so hard for me to trust him and then open my heart for him but what did he do? He has cut open my heart with his betrayal and now I am bleeding internally.

He tried to run away from the feelings he has for her and yet here he is still smitten, still head over heels in love with a dead girl. Devon has just sold his soul to the devil.

The more his heart throbbed, the easier and faster it was for Corbin to track it down. As Corbin got to a cave, as if it could hear the pumping heart of the Devil, the orb in his palm stopped floating and glowed brightly before evolving into nothing but air. Corbin beamed and immediately dashed into the cave. And there it was at the extreme. The Golden Heart of the Devil, pumping fast and unsteady with different dark forces surrounding the cave and guarding it. ............. " Well since you have already figured out my name...this is going to be the end for you, Phoenix! " The Devil thundered and immediately, Axion tugged Phoenix behind him and stood like her protective shield against the be

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.

There, he did the same thing over and over again with thoughts not much different from his in this world. He didn't get rid of her just for treason. He didn't want the perfect family's image he dreamed of being ruined by Lilian's hands... or In Ha's. Somehow, in those moments, in his subconscious, he felt Lilian was too similar to In Ha. Lilian and In Ha always feel hopeless and want to be loved. They never pay attention to who really loves them. Despite it all, he still killed her. He knew he was a twisted human being and he couldn't admit it.

Luciano De La Vega, known as Diablo, is a cold and untouchable billionaire. Feared by his employees and misunderstood by the world, he hides a devastating truth: a fatal heart condition with no cure. To protect others from grief, Luciano builds walls so high that no one can reach him. Camila Torres never imagined her path would cross with the infamous Diablo, until a heated argument over a taxi ride pits her fiery temper against his ruthless arrogance. Days later, their families force them into a contract marriage: for her, a desperate attempt to save her father’s bankrupt business; for him, a duty to his family legacy. Bound by resentment, their union is anything but loving. Yet

"The harvest has already begun. The containers are full." Dante didn't draw his weapon. He stepped closer to Ivy, his arm wrapping around her waist in a final, possessive lock. "Where is Silas? Where is my father?" The woman smiled, a sad, empty expression. "They are where they have always been. In the blood. But you... you are different. You’ve brought something with you that wasn't in the blueprint." She pointed to the silver hearts. "Every heart in this fountain represents a couple who failed the resonance. They became the 'Empty Masks' you saw in Venice. But you? You’ve achieved the 'Lethal Devotion.' Your obsession has exceeded the biological limit."

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

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

The heart of the deer is being offered to the devil. “Pacular, I want more than that, I want to eat human's heart, what I want is not the hearts of animals. I wish to eat human with pure souls hidden within them, Pacular, bring them to me and I will make you immortal, serving Greedius is the right way to make you possible Be the master of time. Believe in me.” “Yes sir, as long as you wish, I will give you everything.” Pacular smiled, his eyes were only filled with hatred, he coughed, his appearance was extremely weak. However, in that darkness, he smiled a strange smile.