Devilish Looks Novels & Stories

A wave of strong energy swirled around me before he spoke. "What’s the point of being a demon when you can’t use illusions to your advantage?" A devil’s smirk tugged on his mouth, and his eyes blazed red for a second before they went back to normal. "All they see is the sexy librarian helping a man look for books. They will never find out that the sexy library was about to let the man with her devour her perfect breasts."

Stupid Ella wasn't able to recognize him just the way she wasn't able to recognize me as a devil instead of his brother, Oliver. I had made a spell around Oliver's room beforehand so all her banging and shouting went to waste that night. I watched her that night carefully, she looked incredibly beautiful when she got angry, her skin had turned pink to red and her nose looked quite funny when it turned red and the way her nostrils were flaring. I couldn't help but smirk, her anger looked too cute to me, and then I frowned at what I was actually doing. As a devil, how could I find something cute?

If that person doesn't feel good then they can refuse. Deny became curious about the appearance of the person that made Gerand able to say the word 'future wife.' Is it beautiful and sexy? Because yes, the friend Deny will introduce is someone who is on par with a top model. If Deny showed him the person's photo, Gerand would have fallen in love at first sight. Unfortunately, Deny had not had the chance to talk, Gerand had already gone berserk and spoke already. A sentence that is very disgusting for Deny because it was mentioned by a Gerand Yosefa.

She felt disgusting. The former woman again rang the bell. All the woman start to shuffle. She also stood from her seat and sat on next. The new man who was sitting in that table was good looking but he acted weird like a girlish behaviour. When he smiled many white skinned small mouses started to came out of his shirt. He kissed them by taking in his hand. She again felt disgusting. The woman again rang the bell. Now Heaven felt to go out of that hall and keep distance from them. When she looked into 'exit', the woman gave a sharp look to her and gestured her to sit on next table.

Devil, I can’t deny he is an extremely handsome Devil, who’s playing with me and my body as his wish. Again, he came near me, so near that the rich fragrance of his body again took over my sense, making me weak on my knees. “ Court!! Heh… “ He husked looking straight in my eyes as he gave a rough laugh stating it simple way he is hell angry and annoyed by my statement. His dark luminous eyes we’re giving a glare that was freezing my bones, like being nude in the middle of a hailstorm, where every chunk of ice was a frosted dagger cutting into my skin. They are so dark, giving a feeling like I am looking into an endless expanse of a midnight sky. Pure black. Dark and cold.

Unless… Hema stood in front of the grand mirror, her breath hitching slightly as she took in her own reflection. She looked regal—no, ethereal—draped in a crimson-red lehenga embroidered with intricate golden motifs, each thread weaving a tale of elegance and power. The blouse, adorned with shimmering embellishments, hugged her form, accentuating her graceful posture. A sheer red dupatta cascaded from her head, its gold-edged embroidery framing her face like a queen’s crown.

When he opened them again, they gleamed with something feral. “Tasty.” He purred, his grin widening, a grotesque display of satisfaction. Then, he turned those wicked eyes on me, waggling his eyebrows in mock invitation. “Care to join?” I could barely breathe. My pulse pounded in my ears, my hands trembled at my sides. The air between us was suffocating, thick with death and madness. “Don't you call me the devil. Do you know how cruel the devil is? Nevermind, you can't know that. Now… I will show you what the real devil looks like.” He chuckled.

"Y-You possess a real threat..." “Hey…” His cold fingers brushed her chin, prompting her to lift her gaze and meet his dark brown eyes. He leaned in closer, their lips hovering mere inches apart, charged with an unspoken tension. "I won't cause you any harm if you choose to cooperate. So, consider your options carefully, because I have no intention of letting you slip away from me, sweetheart."

He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning my face as he looked down at me. "I think you are mistaken about something, little one. You belong to me. You were mine from the moment you clung to me desperately begging for help. But you weren't saved by some hero, a knight in shining armor who would do your bidding and just accept it when you tell him no. No darling, I'm the devil and you are mine.” With this his lips crashed down against mine.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓