Devilish Smile Novels & Stories

He turned around for a moment, catching my eyes. My breath caught in my throat, my heart accelerating rapidly in my chest. There was the ghost of a smile on his lips but there was nothing warm about that smile. It was the smile of the devil. Cold, cruel, malicious and mischievous but I felt myself gasping for breath at just the sight of him. He turned around and slipped through the back, taking my common sense with him. I mumbled a ridiculous excuse and left June in charge of deciding which of the thirty shades of yellow we would end up using.

“Even if they are willing to, do you—as her mom—really have the heart to marry her off to that devil incarnate?” “A man widely known for being ruthless, sadistic and cruel? Yes, his reputation might include some elements of exaggeration, but he must have gained the nickname, ‘Mr. Devil’ for a reason, don't you think?” The more I spoke, the more I realized just how ridiculous this arranged marriage was proving to be. “Most importantly—” "No one, and I mean no one, has ever seen his face! No one knows if he's old, young, or hideous! But the general idea is that he's an old, dying man because only that explains why he's kept himself hidden for so long.“

He had flawless skin, icy blue eyes, dark luscious hair, and a smile so devilishly beautiful. My mouth almost fell open because, what the hell. I knew demons had a strange kind of beauty to them, but I never expected this. I thought he was going to be normal looking, not like someone who ladies would drool looking at. He stretched like he'd just woken up from a long nap, rolling his shoulders and grinned at us with a perfect yet annoying smile. “Well hell, boys... and girls,” he said, wiggling his fingers. “Oh, it's so good to see you boys again. Missed me?”

’ 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.’

He nods, adjusting the rim of the glasses and turns to look out of the room through the window. To anyone else, Gio is the calm one— the saint in the room of Devils. They're so wrong. Underneath that calmness lies a demon in slumber. Gio doesn’t need a gun to kill. He erases people with just a keystroke. “Get your bitch to quiet it down, Luca. She sounds like a strangled fish.” Niccolo spits. Luca snorts, before pushing the girl off him. Her cheeks are tinted red and cum is still dripping down her lips.

AMARA'S POV This has to be a joke, a very expensive joke. Staring at this devil, I tried to smile. Well, it did t come out well because his gaze fixed on me for a while before he cleared his throat. He then moved around, Smiled; definitely not a normal one. From my point of view, I would say it's a smirk but at the same time, it's a smile. "Strip," he said again. This man has to be crazy.

She staggered on her words, her body shuddering tremendously. This man terrifies her, a lot. His uncanny sensation frightens and scares the people around him. He's known for his aloofness, unemotional, ruthlessness, and savagery. He's a man who doesn't care about anyone likewise a soul not to mess with. He's extremely cold, he's brutal and dangerous. Many see him as a non-human even the distinct souls around England acknowledge him as... The devil’s son. "I think he's still drunk, thank goddess!" Madam Madison inwardly muttered, clenching her chest in a little relief as she gazed at the gelid king.

A handsome devil and he knew it but he was a survivor and I loved it and I hated it at the same time. “What? What’s funny?” He broke the spell; I didn’t know I was smiling in the first place. “Nothing” “Your lips…they are doing that thing they do when you are happy” “It’s called a smile, Flames. I didn’t realize it’s a crime to smile” “Never said it was, Mia” The Mia came out a bit exaggerated from his end. “You don’t want me to speak, you don’t want me to smile, what do you want me to do?”