Devils Day Party Novels & Stories

He still wore that serious look on his face, and he still had those glasses on. “Sir—” I managed to say, my voice shaking with fear. Dante didn’t waste a second. He sat up slightly and said, “Make sure you’re ready by 7 tonight. I’ll come pick you up for the party,” he said smoothly, almost too effortlessly. My eyes stayed lowered. I couldn’t hold his gaze, so I kept looking down as I forced the words out. “Ummm… I’m feeling sick… I don’t think I can go. I’m sorry, sir,” I stammered, my voice trembling as I struggled to keep it steady.

There's a glaze of excitement over his eyes as he anticipates his performance. "Then you better make the most of it," he says. A woman wearing an incredible dress that looks as though it's made of liquid gold appears at Dev's side."Dev, it's time," she exclaims in a smooth voice. Dev stands from his chair, adjusting his outfit. "Go have fun. Meet at the station at three past midnight?" "Okay, good luck!" "You too." He grins, winking. "Go get fucked, you deserve it!" I watch as Dev and another cluster of performers hustle out the room and into the party. The door opens, and for a moment I get a glimpse of the bright lights and the dazzling celebrations going on.

Pure Devil! She was not going to let him win this time. He has snatched everything from her, Her Love. Her Rajeev. She feared from this night. His room, decorated for wedding night. The moment she entered inside the room it gave her dangerous chills through her spine that make her shiver for a moment. His Grandma and his sister was giggling looking all happy teasing her for the wedding night. However, they were unknown of what storm is going inside her. They are unknown of the Devil and his true colors Or how he has trap her in his own devil trap.

Did I wake up the devil? See you 👋 LOVE ALL ❤️

However, he had just taken in too much from the power of Heavenly Punishment, and now his ability was falling short of his wishes. "Block them!" In an instant, a few hundred people came out again, they summoned their golden flying swords and slashed at the feet of the devil ride. The devil ride soared and suddenly spewed a black devil flame from its mouth. Those who came in contact with the devil flame were burned to charcoal before they could even scream. The few wardens behind watched in shock as they said, "This devil ride is a fourth-order beast soul..." The warden in purple said: "We can't allow this devil to escape today, or there'll be endless troubles. I will chase after him, you lot

My eyes stared out into the bright afternoon sunlight, watching with a racing mind as Stone walked calmly down the porch steps to meet the rival club. The new President of the Devils was a very tall, heavily scarred man with a dark, ugly tattoo of a bleeding devil stretching all the way across his thick neck. He sat casually on the leather seat of his custom chopper bike right at the very front of their tight riding formation, surrounded by ten of his enforcers. He looked absolutely furious, his eyes scanning our compound with a deep, burning hatred.

And it's ironic because that day was the first day he ever truly called my name with compassion. Blinking away the memory, I bend over the sink and splash water on my face, a devilish grin on. Maybe Papa was right when he said I was from the devil. Else, which child would tie her father to his favorite wooden chair and set him on fire? I felt nothing that day, even though I had a beating heart. I didn't pity him, even though I had a soul that was meant to be kind. Then again, maybe I was once an angel, a mockingbird killed by the wickedness of the ones I loved the most. Maybe it was Papa that turned me into the devil I became today.

She wouldn't miss this show for anything. What could the devil's son possibly cook?

Cheques flew all around the room, everyone signing up for a piece of the pie. The hookers of Pandemonium enjoyed watching this night the most. They knew that by the time the Angels were done, it would truly be demon time. All of the original Angels finished presenting, and groans of protest filled the room because they thought it was over. The devil slid into the room then after closing a deal, and sat next to Lev. “Your girls are killing it tonight!” Lev, inching closer to a drunken state, screamed into his face. His hot breath of alcohol made Luca wheeze and recline back.

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL