Devilish Smile Novels & Stories

he whispered. “No.” “You’re trembling.” “Because I’m terrified.” He tilted his head. “Try again.” Her face went hot. Her chest rose and fell too fast. Her pupils stayed blown wide. He smiled again—slow, wicked, patient. A Devil’s smile. “You don’t know what to do with this, do you?” he murmured, his voice brushing over her skin like warm smoke. “Your body begging for one thing while your mind screams for another.” “Stop,” she whispered. “Stop talking like that.”

A smirk Appeared on Devon's face as he said the words. "Thank you Alpha" A smile appeared on Dean's face, having been complimented by Devon for the first time made him smile. "But you left out a small Detail" The smirk had completely disappeared from Devon's face and the smile for Dean's face respectively. Dean's smile was now replaced with immediate Tension, when he saw Devon's eyes turn red.

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."

When the smoke clears the place, a necromancer appears. "Seriously? Did you have to call Shithead?" I called the necromancer Shithead since he looks like shit with his rotten features and now that my senses are back, I can smell his disgusting decaying spiritual vessel. Not only that, he looked like shit he smells like a stinking butthole too. "Let me guess, you failed your mission miserably that's why I am here to clean up your mess?" shithead sarcastically said to me. "How can you clean up my mess if you, yourself look like a mess?" I irritably said to him. "Have you ever heard of a bath or proper hygiene? Demons may be bad on the inside but don't have to look bad on the outside," I tease

"I'm a Devil . All things are possible." Win looked at him then, his gaze telling Adom something that the Devil could not quite understand, but a pool of warmth formed in his stomach. It was an unfamiliar sensation, but not altogether unwelcome. He smiled, stealing another kiss and deepening their connection. His hand came up and cupped Win face as the Angel reached over and clutched his shirt. A snap of Adom fingers had them naked and Win shivered as his newly bared flesh was hit by the cool air of the room.

Seeing your photo was like a blow to my gut, and a very brutal one at that, twisting my insides painfully, stinging my eyes with acid. You where still looking perfect, as always. Perfectly sculptured lips holding a tight lipped fake smile, brown hair thrown back, your hazel eyes staring at the camera, with a confident and ruthless look, any third person looking at you will consider you the definition of perfection, but you are any thing but that, you are as close as a person can get to being a devil.

He knows he’s Devil, his innocent Angel was the only one who could keep him sane, he prayed every day to keep that smile on her face. Her smile could light up his whole world, she didn’t know his wild slide, maybe today he let his Devil satisfy his carving Her pouty lips, how badly he wanted to know how dirty it could be, he chuckled at the thought, but his friend down there became hard making him groan, this is what she does it to him, her mere thought make his friend excited, much to his irritation not feeling her warmth. He doubted how long he could keep his sanity under control.

"Are you just gonna be looking at me or you're going to smile like we're doing great because I'm sure you don't want both of them to be sad, huh?" So I had to smile, not even sure if it reaches my eyes. Why do I have this feeling that we would be stuck into something that will bring hell into my peaceful life? I sigh internally as I try to smile. I hope this road ahead of me wouldn't go any wrong that it has been. *end of flashback I stare at the man two meters in front of me. Standing on a white loose polo shirt and black pants, is the devil himself, his gray hair attracting too much attention.

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.

Her words echoed in Regina's ears and the look in her eyes, the desperation and the need, all of it, caused a wicked thought to form in her mind. A smile slithered across her lips. It wasn't one of those smiles that made people sigh with content and envy, or the type that had men falling at her feet. No. It was a smile of a devil, of wickedness. It was the kind of smile that said 'if you fall into the pits of hell with me, you'll never find your way back out.' Regina knelt down, her gaze locking with Melanie's. "You'll do anything I want, huh?"