Diabolic Lover Novels & Stories

’ He asked me, giving me a smirk. Isabella was the only insane girl in this town I wanted to tell him but instead I quickly nodded, going along with what he had to say. Samuel was always going on about the girls in our town, he had some kind of addiction to partying and sleeping with humans. And I guess at one point in my life I did too but that is all in the past now. That was all before Isabella of course and before I had any idea about our bond. I’d not touched another woman since.

Roger served the ball, and The Devil ran to it, returning it ferociously. “In!” “Love, fifteen.” “In!” “Love, thirty.”

The devil could only look at him as Win sank back down onto his erection. The angel eyes fell shut and he sighed bonelessly as though simply taking in the feeling of being so full. Eventually his eyes opened again and Adom was greeted to the view of his lover grinding down on him. Win abdominal muscles were rippling as he moved in a languid motion that drove the devil absolutely crazy. Only Win is the who can drive him crazy, for a centuries Adom never meet someone who can make him loose his mind in sexual way. He is the one who take his sex partner in heaven and they loose their mind but with Win it's all different.

He is like a devil. “ Can you tell me why?” I ask in a faint voice. “ What?” Damien is surprised when he hear me talking calmly. “ Why do you hate me so much?” Damien is stunned for a moment. But soon, he smiles. “ You are not worthy of my hatred. You are only a toy to me. I play with you just like I use a tool.” I think for a while. “ Damien, do you hate Cody?” Damien is shocked. He does not answer. He looks at me with his deep eyes. Suddenly, he becomes angry and whips me even harder. “ Are you trying to hide something?” I ask in pain. I try to stay calm and get more information to keep myself safe. “ Shut up, bitch! You pathetic human deserve this! You should be beaten to death! You despi

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"

"Then you're in love with her.” "I'm not,” "Yes, you are. But that girl ain't loyal one bit. What if she's having some secret business with someone else then? She's too gullible for this world, just like a little duckling.” I swallowed, unable to respond even though I knew I could just deny, but the fact that it was the truth was defeating. “Find a partner, not to love but to fuck. Your little dick must be a poor guy. Lack of sex can affect you, who knows? Also, we both know you need a child, don't you?”

“Better, alot better. How long was I out for?” “Just a few hours.” He told her honestly. “What happened?” She asked as she sat on the couch, Ciel sitting close to her. Lucifer and Gabriel sat in the leather seats across from her. “I had to do a revival ritual, by cutting both you and Ciel’s heart in half and sewing each of those halves together,” Lucifer told her as he sat back, crossing one leg over the other. “I did the same ritual for your mother and her lover.” Daria thought for a second. “Her lover?” She asked no one in particular. “You mean that handsome guy that runs the nine circles of hell?”

“You will cry out for her. You will even die trying to get at least some kind of closure, but it'll never happen. As long as I live, I'll make sure that you don't ever see her again. Just like you took Passion from me, I will take the woman you love from you!” “I did not take Passion from you, you fucking fool! She took herself away! Blew her brains off because it was the only fucking way she could escape what the toxic love she had for you was making her do to the only man who had never hurt her! Me! Fucking me, you piece of shit!” Luca went crazy in frustration. Damien Draco paused just at the last step of the staircase. “You're a liar,” he said in a voice that echoed.

“She believed in it a lot more than I ever thought she would.” His jaw muscles flexed tightly. “Believed in what?” “In him, in me, in her mystery lover,” I replied and that did it. I saw the shift in his eyes as he threw his hands to the air, more out of anger now. “This is ridiculous,” he muttered, already turning slightly, like he was done with this conversation. “I don’t know what you think this is, but I’m not interested in whatever game you’re playing.” “It’s not a game.”

The Crucible ignited into a blazing inferno of bodies and passion. Thousands of lovers from every reality poured into the sanctum, adding their heat to the crucible. The chamber rang with the raw, molten music of sex—wet flesh slapping rhythmically, desperate moans rising like steam, screams of climax echoing off glowing walls. Vespera was quickly lost in overwhelming sensation: double-stuffed by Draven and Lorien, Sable’s eager mouth and fingers driving her to violent, squirting orgasms. Her body shook and convulsed, emerald fire exploding from her skin and making the crucible burn hotter.