Devilish Heart Novels & Stories

This is just him, letting his lust out. And I feel like a dirty woman. I know, I shouldn't feel this way. But if I stay here any longer, I might end up falling for him again . And that's what scares me, I don't want to get to that point. He is ruthless and a devil. And I know that whatever I feel for him will never be recuperate. And I'm being sold to a Heartless devil. And that devil is Hace Alejandro Mondeñego.

"Love, happiness, life, love of ages and solace within him, this is what he had given me." "This is something you won't understand. You don't understand love. A heart full of envy, an evil heart would never understand this term. It's heavenly and beyond the understanding of filthy souls like you, I feel pity for souls like you." I said looking directly into his evil eyes, listening to all this the devil within him felt challenged and he pushed me making me fall on the bed. "You don't know me, you don't have an idea what you are messing up with," he said leaning closer, while his warning was vibrating in my ear drums.

Because the only thing that could calm him— the only thing that matched his flames— the only thing whose touch could ground him— was the one person whose existence should be impossible. Adelaide. Her fire had awakened. And so had something inside him. Something ancient. Something bound. Something that should have stayed dead. A forgotten verse of prophecy, written in a dead Queen’s blood, now beating in tandem with his own corrupted heart. And now Hell itself trembled— because the Devil could no longer control what he had become. Far above the throne room, wards flickered, gates groaned on their hinges, and in the distant Emberborn refuge, marks burned brighter, every watcher turning their g

I⁠ couldn't spea‍k, did he sen‍se anyt‍hing? Di⁠d he⁠ know? “I had col‍d feet,” I said softl‌y. He smiled. The pr⁠iest spoke, words‍ abou‌t love, words‌ ab⁠out l‍oyalty‌, wo‍rds abo‌ut forever. Forever s⁠ounded like a‍ locked‍ room. My mind raced. Wh⁠at if he found out? Fear pressed against pride, pride fought back.

I dug my nails into my palm until I felt skin split, refusing to let him see the fear—refusing to give him that power. “You’re a devil,” I choked, voice breaking on the shame and the truth. “You’re heartless. I don’t believe you’ve ever known what love is. Your heart can’t beat for anyone. Not for me, and not for the pack.” He chuckled—low, amused, utterly without kindness. His fingers tilted my chin until I was forced to meet those raven-black eyes. “Good. Then I’ll never waste it on you.” The words burned. But they also made something inside me harden—a small, hot core of defiance.

My voice grew huskier, deeper, contemplating her immobilization. “Do you want that?” I whispered in her ears temptingly, shook her head in denial, losing her strength to fight me anymore. "Good Girl." I smiled., taking a strand of her hair in my fingers, stroking it gently She lifted her heavy disappointment orbs and exhaled and said the perspective of mine she holds in her heart. "Thanks for clarifying; You are a devil and there’s no place in your heart. So heartless. I cannot even imagine spending a second with someone like you.” My smile faded when she began to hiss.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

His intense glares were merciless, and he looked like a devil craving for my soul. "Don't provoke me, Symphony. Try telling anyone about this. I'm telling you, I can play the role of the devil if I want to." He leaned closer to me, his hand still gripping my neck. "You might wake up one day without seeing Autumn anymore. I can do that, try me," he whispered in my ear before forcefully pushing me to the floor. *** "Is Mommy inside her room, Nana? Is she sick?" "Let's just leave your Mommy alone for now, Melody. Maybe she's just busy."