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The hideous creature with the vauge shape of a male commented as it also moved closer to the window to take a look at the girl, his tall frame overreaching Nicholas' 6'5" with his long pair of horns that curved upwards. He looked like a sacrilegious product between man and devil, with a mouth filled with razor-sharp teeth and those slitted yellowish eyes, his facial features looking more devilish than man. The rest of him was equally appalling. A muscled and male body but with black charred skin, his fingers though extending into long and sharp claws. "You should know that I used your appearance. And she happened to like it so much," the demon barked out a sharp and grating laugh. Nicholas r

HIs eyes all blood shot, his fangs as sharp as a blade. His aura deadly, his skin so pale. Sending shivers down her spine, filling her with fear and feeding from her fear. Carving something that a vampire lord would always carve. Anyone who sees him will shiver uncontrollably. How can a devil be so handsome?, Well in this case he is devilishly handsome. Casper smirked taking a look at the woman under him. There is no sign of humanity in his eyes. His Cold fingers trailed down from her cheeks to her neck.

"You took a bullet, Dante. You are not fine, sit your ass down and let me take care of you." He rolled his eyes and reclined, wincing just slightly. He tried to hide it, but I saw it. "I am not a damn baby." "No." I muttered, folding my arms. "You are a grown man with the emotional maturity of a wet matchstick and the stubbornness of a rhino." His lips curled into that infuriating smirk. "Still hot, though." He teased and I hated that he was right. Even pale from blood loss, with his shoulder bandaged, he looked like a sin I wanted to commit on repeat. The inky tattoos on his chest peeked from under the blanket, and every inch of him screamed danger.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

With my fingers, I thrusted into my pussy and stroked gently with a moan. It felt good, and soon, I was immersed in pleasuring myself. Just then, my eyes caught sight of the door knob turning. My eyes widened. I wanted to stop, but I couldn't as I haven't reached an orgasm yet. The door opened and my heart began to thud heavily when I saw a glimpse of black pants which I could swear I saw Dante wearing. Suddenly, I could see him standing by the door, his glare immediately shifting to an almost soft expression. His lips twitched when he saw me in a very compromising situation, with my legs still widely opened.

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

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.

“He’s even hotter than I imagined.” “Are you serious right now?” a third whispered. “That man is dangerous.” “Dangerous and fine,” the first girl said quickly. “Look at him, he doesn’t even look scared.” “He looks like he owns the place,” someone else added. “I heard he runs half the city.” “They call him the Devil.” “And I still wouldn’t mind fucking him” “Girl! He is a killer” “What? I’m just saying!” Their laughter filled the space, light and careless, like they were talking about a celebrity instead of someone who could destroy lives without blinking.

Understood all the demons in my head that wanted to come out and play. He took care of me. Loved me. And I loved him. "Lucian" I moaned "Look at me baby" he growled, his hand gripping my neck as I looked at him, my eyes glassy as he fucked me incessantly. Vote and Comment .

"I'm a Demon, Lucrecia, I don't cry because when I do, I ruin things" Lucrecia gripped her by the arm and forced her to kneel before her. "Yeah, you don't cry but demon screams are the best" She grabbed her by the head releasing hot waves into her brain. Trixie groaned as her face began to dessicate with smoke emitting from her nostril. "How does it feel getting your brain fried out?" "Good enough for you to eat,you devil" She moaned gently. "No, I don't eat foes, I feed them to the creature of the sea"