Diabolic Lover Novels & Stories

"Do you have any idea what it's like to be unloved in your own home? To give all—your body, your health, your soul—and be treated as a stranger? And now this…" I hid my face in my hands. "I can't believe this occurred." He turned to the door. "You thought it enough to cry in my arms last night." It rendered me speechless. "I've seen your type before," he continued. "The sulky, miserable ones. The dead-eyed, smile-through-it ones. You play-act until play-acting is all you're ever any good at." He pushed open the door and glanced over his shoulder at me once, smiled. Not warmly. Just

His breath hit Alieana’s lips, who tilted her head slightly to look where she was standing when she saw the edge of the hill. “So, you are a Devil. I am in love with a devil, then!” Alieana pronounced. Lucian wondered how Alieana was not afraid of him. “I drink blood,” Lucian said as he nuzzled the scent of Alieana by getting closer to her neck. “Your scent is making me crazy. No one will know about your existence when you are dead. I only have to take away the memories of the people close to you and my work is done!” Lucian affirmed and kissed Alieana’s neck who gulped.

“How can I trust you? Even today, wherever you go, you want to hide. How do you want me to trust you?” “Today I... I am going to my friend’s house today to play some games. I have already answered. Are you satisfied?” Albert Blair ran out of ways, so he had to tell his wife the truth. He is a good husband and father. He has always felt that way about himself. Nobody is perfect in this world. He is not adulterous, not addicted to alcohol or other drugs, but has a strong passion for gambling. These days, he has too much debt, so he refrains from going gambling. In the past, he was involved in that game of chance seven days a week.

Back then they diagnosed every single woman's conditions that were weird as a lunatic,' she thought with hands on her chin. The door opened and her mother walked in with a small smile. "The doctor said your fever burned longer, and it has burnt your memories alongside," she leaned closer to the tub and gently caressed her head, "oh my pitiful darling, why is it always you that suffers?" her tears rolled down slowly. Eloise hugged her waist and whispered, "Mother, think of it as a new beginning, from now on I'm your darling daughter Eloise and you my darling mother. Em?"

“Well, I need to double-check if you are not a serial killer, I don’t want to be killed while having sex.” “I’m not a serial killer, Jaan. But I’ll make sure you wish you were dead before I end up doing things that I want to do with you…” He put his hand on my thighs and gave them a light squeeze, but it was enough for me to turn. Helen, my wolf was getting desperate to taste him, to get under him.

Alvarez spat out after some time and Damien chuckling said, “You mean the friendship you are willing to destroy, just because of that sleaze? That bitch? Well, here you have it. I’m the devil.” “Yes you are the devil. If you willing and ready to torment the same girl, you had loved with all your heart in the past then you are deem fit to be called one. You're so willing to see her suffer? You have no conscience…whatsoever? Although you see how much she is suffering, you don’t care and you don’t want to listen to her. What on earth is fucking wrong with you? What has blinded your eyes?” Damien's face heated at the mention of the past, and the memories of him loving on Madison, treating her so

…Mirabelle POV… Damien is absolutely sinful and as I lay here next to him, I see that beautiful smile on his face that I have grown to love. "Damien, I would say good morning, but we do not sleep. And if we could sleep, then I would say we did not sleep." "Why on earth, my beloved?" "Because you cannot keep your hands to yourself." "I am only showing you love, my beloved. The love of a Devil." "I am tending more to lust."

Malik rolled his eyes, “I am hardly forbidden fruit, Hans. And, no, she has not. We’ve only just met. I would think less of her if she gave in so easily.” The piece of fruit soared an inch above Malik’s ear. He jerked to the side, staring at his now red-faced friend, “Malik, how could you be so foolish?” Hans growled, “Have you learned nothing?” “You forget your place.” Malik warned. “No, it is you who forgets yours. This will end badly for her, Malik. It will end the same as all the others. She will never love you once she sees you for what you truly are.”

I answer. “Lover? Her lover was mortal?” “No. A deity like her. More specifically, her lover is - was Void.” “What?!”

“I am not telling Alexander anything, if that is what you are worried about. I don’t tell him about most things you do, he appointed me to be your shadow. Most times I come into town without anyone knowing, I see you and your boyfriend by the docks. I am happy for you really” The last words made Mae to scrunch her face in disbelief. “Happy for me?” She asked with every distrust in her seeping into her voice. Damian smiled and nodded. “How are you happy for me?” Mae asked him, looking at him suspiciously. Damian smiled. “I lost my sister to mafia men”, he started with a sigh. Mae looked at him with her mouth opened in an “oh” expression. “Yeah, she was just like you. Young and happy, filled w