Devilwood Book Novels & Stories

, the man asks showing me his dimples and smirking. “holy shit, he have fucking dimples”, I fan girl on him internally. I blush before sliding my window up and turn the car back letting it rush towards my destination fastly. ✧༺♥༻✧✧༺♥༻✧✧༺♥༻✧✧༺♥༻✧ AUTHOR’S POV “boss....”, a man comes towards him and stand on his track furrowing his eyebrows. “Am I seeing a mafia boss smiling dreamily?”, He asks making the man snap out of cassandra’s thoughts.

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

The darkness between the trunks thickened, gathering itself, lines of shadow sliding together like spilled ink drawn to a single point. Something moved in the dark. Something large. Something fluid. Something powerful. A silhouette stepped out from between the pines. A shadow at first—tall, impossibly tall. Then two eyes opened in the darkness. Burning. Molten. A shade between gold and fire. They cut through the night like twin brands, sharpening everything around them; every breath, every tremor, every heartbeat in the clearing seemed to rearrange itself around that gaze. The Devil had arrived. And every instinct Adelaide possessed screamed one truth: He’s looking at me.

Her eyes looked down and she asked in a whisper, “What thorough discussion are we going to have?” Dark amusement gripped me and I turned us around, until she was beneath me with my hard côck pressed into her soft folds. “We will get to that later, let me check how much you enjoyed what you heard.” And when I slid deep into her cûnt, my little devil was more than wet. . A. Gupta Note: I added my book in the competition. Don't forget to vote by pressing gems and leave reviews on the 'About the Book' page for other readers. You can check in in 'Devil Mafia with a soft heart'.

They'd read 9 Lives, 10 Circles, and been tested on it. He wished he had a copy right now. It was a fiction book about one tom's attempt to gain an audience with the Black Devil. It read like a tour guide of the Underworld, down to the minutest detail, when it didn't go into the scratchings of the main character's slowly twisting mind.

Lucy looked at him confused not knowing what kind of books he is searching for. After more than ten minutes, Devlin came and sat in front of her with some books in his hands. Lucy looked at the books and looked at him with a wide mouth because the book he decided to read is about curses. She knew that he won’t let her go any soon but she never thought he’ll try to break the curse. Though Devlin is broken inside, he smiled at her seeing her reaction. “There is no use in reading those books,” She said looking at the books in front of him.

He knows his wife read books in her leisure but comparing his theory with a fictional work is almost a complete joke and he knows better than to pay any attention anymore. “The fact that she is incapable of such is why I am bothered. She says there were sounds of huge trucks where she was kept. The only place that matches such a description is about a community away. The mother, the teacher, all saw a black SUV. No camera footage shows where they left from. We assumed they must have seen wrongly but again, no camera catches any odd car driving her back. Now, what do you say about that?” “I don’t know, you are the detective. Just don’t give it all of you till there’s nothing left for me and y

King-sized bed, walk-in closet, attached bathroom with a shower that had like six different heads. Aiden collapsed onto the bed without even taking off his shoes. He was exhausted. Physically, emotionally, mentally. Everything hurt. It wasn't long before he passed out, still fully clothed, his mind finally going quiet. ******** Vito drove to the address Bernard had sent him, his hands tight on the steering wheel, his jaw clenched. The building was an old warehouse on the outskirts of the city… the kind of place where people went when they didn't want to be found.

Why would the devil advise her to go down to a place even him cannot go to. "Is there no other way to go about this?" "I'm afraid, there's no other way. It's your choice now. Save him, or mourn what he was. Either way, time is not on your side." Just like he came, the devil disappeared into thin air, leaving the devastated Aria pondering on the almost impossible solution he had offered. Meanwhile, at the heart of a forgotten realm, where the air was thick with sulphur, and the sky, a bleeding darkness, Lucas knelt in pain. He screamed, but no sound left his throat.