Devilish Looks Novels & Stories

I ordered walking over to the large dressing mirror that was hanging on the wall. I looked at my new figure, I was looking unusually small today, my breast was hanging stiff on my chest, my face was round and soft my eyes look like a feline's eyes, my nose was also unusually slender while complementing my plumply round lips, I look like a little fairy. I felt a muscular arm gather around my small figure. I turned around to face a naked Kim staring down at me. . . . To be continued

“Hi Mr. Baphomet, Mr. Demogorgon, my name is Tequila and Angel will be right back with the cigarettes. So, are there any drinks that either of you would like to start off with this evening?” “I don’t know about Levi, but I’ll enjoy a sweet Tequila right now.” He leads her over to the coach as he pulls her into his lap as he sits down. “So, Levi I’ll be having Tequila tonight and that means you can have fun with Angel.” I walked over to the fridge to grab a cold Strongbow beer to start the night off with as I wait for some girl named Angel to come back with my smokes. When I sit down, I noticed Legion giving a smart-ass grin as if he knows something that I don’t. I sat there for what it seems

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

That was mind trying to betray me! He wears a white long sleeve shirt without a tie and a white trouser. So the devil want to act as an angel-scoff, his face is too sinful to be an angel. He keep his eyes on me without blinking, he makes me suffocate inside the full-conditioned cafetaria. Lidya try to fix her hair, she display her ten thousand megawatts smile that always works to melt everyone.

’ Inner Devil 2: ‘He’s the fantasy starter pack: filthy mouth, perfect abs, loyal heart, and the kind of possessiveness that makes you feel safe and scandalous all at once. Inner Devil 1: ‘His mouth isn’t even that filthy. It’s… poetic.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Okay. Poetic filthy, then.’

They will not see me cower in fear, I will not allow them get the pleasure of seeing me vulnerable. “Feisty, I like that. After I am done with her, she will know to only speak when she is being spoken to.” The devil said with a smirk. I felt goosebumps starting to form on my arm, He looks like the definition of evil with that wicked smirk that can make anyone’s heart beat twice as fast in fear, that cold stare that can make anyone shiver in fear, that authoritative voice that can make even the most confident person doubt their entire existence. His mannerism seems to contrast with his appearance, how can someone so evil be so handsome? he has the most piercing yet beautiful green eyes, jet b

"I've always thought fallen angels are like you and me, the fallen ones, of course, because the angels of light, I believe, are spirits. If the fallen ones are on Earth, why wouldn't they be human like us? Obviously, they have some powers." "You know what, Mark? That's okay, it's just as you say," the teacher cut him off from speaking further, although Mark seemed about to say something else, but then the bell rang. I breathed a sigh of relief. However, as I packed my things into my bag, I kept pondering the same question Mark had asked. Are those demons like us? Thinking about it, I felt my skin crawl. So, I dismissed the thought. As I walked out into the hallway, I bumped into Alessa and K

he murmured. Seraphina straightened as best she could, chin lifted. “If you're here to kill me, get it over with.” A soft chuckle echoed through the hollow room. “Kill you?” he echoed. “No, sweetheart. You’re far too valuable for that.” He stepped closer, and the light finally caught his face. She sucked in a sharp breath. He was beautiful—in the way a blade was beautiful. Sharp, polished, and meant to destroy. Midnight-black hair fell carelessly across his forehead, and his eyes—those eyes—burned with an unnatural crimson glow. A devil’s gaze. No humanity, just hunger.

EMILY'S POV A few weeks had passed since I began working for Dante. His sight disgusts me but I had to answer his calls, unless I wanted my head separated from my body. Dante made sure I was always with him, serving him or the sexy ladies who appeased him sexually. I would watch them rub his body with their breasts as he rested his back on the couch and sometimes he would go as far as pressing their boobs whilst staring at me. I tried as much as I could to avert my gaze from him, especially when I felt turned on by his sexual gestures. Dante would smirk and watch as I tried controlling myself. It was clear he knew what he was doing.

LUCIA That devil really did put a spy app on every single one of my gadgets. Anger slipped through my veins as I stared heinously at the app in front of me. It was some kind of weird looking app that seemed scary even at first glance. The icon’s background was black in color, with some kind of manly silhouette drawn-out design at the center. The man seemed to be wearing a hat, a shade and a coat. Just like detectives, but a scarier version with eerie vibes.