Devilishly 소설 & 이야기

Nabasa niyang masakit iyon sa una ngunit wala siyang nabasa na ganoon pala kasakit iyon na para siyang pinapatay sa bawat galaw nito. Ang isang malaya nitong kamay ay dinaklot ang kanyang d****b at marahas na pinisil. Hagayan siya nitong sinasaktan ngunit wala siyang magawa. Ibinaba nito ang mukha sa balikat niya hanggang sa maramdaman niya ang mga labi nito roon at ang pagbaon ng mga ngipin sa aking balat. He's a demon! She just made a deal with the devil. And he was making her pay for lying to him. Very cruel punishment for that matter.

Parang nagiging average nalang ang mukha ni Davin kapag magkatabi sila. He chuckled softly. “That attitude, I like it.” Even his voice was appealing; each word had a strong impact. It was low and resonant, rich with layers that no woman could ignore. His tone was smooth and hoarse but also carried an air of authority, making it both attractive and intimidating. I raised an eyebrow, “What the fúck are you–” However, he leaned forward towards me. For a few seconds I forgot to breathe because his face was so close to mine. His scent surrounded me - it smelled strongly masculine in a way that made it more desirable for women and addictive at the same time.

“Dali, promise masaya ‘to.” Men. I wickedly smiled as I saw the empty bottle on my feet. May iilang sinabi pa ang lalake sa akin, but his voice remained unheard for me as my world revolve around the glass bottle. “Kahit isang oras lang–” Sa gitna ng ulan ay nagawa kong makita ang mukha ng lalaki. His devilish grin, sinful eyes. I immediately picked up the glass bottle, smash it on the ground and pointed it on his neck. Ang ngiti niya kanina ay dahan-dahang nawala, napalitan iyon ng takot at pagkagulat.

Ang kanyang mukha ay seryoso at walang kahit anong bakas ng emosyon habang nakatitig sa akin. Kinikilabutan ako sa tuwing nagtatagpo ang aming mga mata. Hindi ko akalain na sa pagtakas ko kay Vladimir ay mas malalang kaaway pala ang makakaharap ko. I thought Vladimir was the ultimate menace, but I was dead wrong, because Sylvette is the true personification of a demon in a designer dress.

Damn! I even saw that marks in her entire body. Nagi-guilty ako sa ginawang karahasan sa kanya, kaya naman napakagat labi ako habang masuyong hinahaplos ang kanyang mala-anghel na mukha. Damn again! Never in my entire identity makes me feel this way. Ang isang mafia boss ng Croatia ay ngayo'y walang kalaban laban sa nakakahumaling na ka-inosentehan ni Darlene. Her ethereal beauty is such a living example of Venus.

Puno ng sarkasmo ang boses ko na ikinairap niya. “Mas makabubuting isipin natin na nagbalik na nga mula sa impyerno ang demonyong iyon para maghasik ng kasamaan dito sa lupa at sirain ang mga buhay natin kasi in that way medyo makakapaghanda tayo at hindi tayo mabubuhay sa ilusyon. Now, what do we do?” Natahimik ako at natulala. I can’t help it but think that Kieran’s right. The devil is back. And he’s back with a vengeance. He’s back to ruin us all. And he started with a bang on that party last week.

"Ang aking paghihiganti ay malapit na!" Ipinatawag niya si Lilith at ang kanyang tatlo pang anak—mga prinsipe ng Underworld na mas malakas at mas brutal pa kaysa kina Malakor at Asmodeus. Ang una ay si Vorlag, ang Warbringer, isang dambuhalang brute na ang balat ay kasing-tigas ng obsidian at ang bawat suntok ay may lakas ng isang lindol. Ang pangalawa ay si Morwen, ang Plague-Lord, isang nakabalot na pigura na napapalibutan ng isang luntiang ulap ng sakit at pagkabulok. At ang huli, si Valerius, ang Grand Tactician, isang demonyong may apat na braso at mga matang nakakakita sa bawat posibleng kahinaan ng kalaban.

natatawa niyang sabi at saka malalim na huminga. “Bakit mo naman ako hinahanap?” I asked. I saw him bit his lower lip and he looks like he is really pissed off. “Kilala mo si Damon the demon?” may inis niyang sabi halata ang gigil sa kanyang boses. Nagtataka naman akong tumango bilang sagot sa kanya. “’Yong malaking lalaki sa section F sa TVL. Bakit?” napasinghap siya sa inis.

Hindi man lang ito napansin ni Darven. “Isa kang Southeast Asian shaman, tama? Napakahusay ng Five Poisons Black Magic na ginamit mo,” sabi ni Alex. Nang marinig ito ni Darven, naningkitan ang kanyang mga mata. Sa sumunod na segundo, binuwelo niya ang kanyang mga paa at tumakbo palabas. “Hmph!” Malamig na singhal ni Alex. “Sinong nagsabing pwede kang umalis?” tanong ni Alex.

“Did you know what I did to that fuvker? I chopped off his fuvking small pȇnis and stuffed it in his mouth while I jammed his ass with a steel rod.” She laughed evilly at my story. “He fuvking deserved it! You did nothing wrong, Daddy. Hey, tell me more about it!” I laugh at her. “You’re screwed as hȇll.” If I had met her earlier, or she wasn’t police, I would love to have her around. She is easily tainted with black, her dȇmons are all fuvked up, and we can be partners in crȋmes. “What’s your name?”