Novel & Cerita Dreams About The Devil

"I keep my eyes on those I trust the most. Now tell me, where is the pen drive?" “I don't have the pen drive,” gasped the man, struggling to breathe. David sneered. “Oh, really? You're not very convincing, Parker.” With a swift motion, he punched the man in the face, causing blood to gush from his nose. Parker winced. “I swear, I don't have it,” he pleaded. David's eyes blazed with fury. “You think you can lie to me? I'm the Devil. Tell me where it is.”

others asked the team member, who was crying in pain. “My leg,” the person answered, and with that, everyone got a burning pungent. It was horrible. They all hold their nose and took a step ahead. Ultimately, they saw the scene which shook their core. Although they were conscious, their subconscious minds told them they were in a dream. How could skin be charred without fire? “Who are you fucker?” everyone asked in unison. “Satan!” the first word fell and resumed in the next second, “The king of hell! Father of demons. Ruler of souls.” As soon as the words ended, the figure took his actual form. With two horns and a tail, the devil was standing in front of them.

Knowing Yanli, he likes knowing things and he is always curious so no wonder he already asked about it. "I will wait for that then. Woah, that's so painful." My gaze shifted at those two when the little demon got thrown in the ground. I could see the red aura around him. I heard that demons can actually be a devil, they just need to cultivate their power and nature and when they become a devil, they can ruin the whole world. Just fighting with this demon already exhausts Diane, how much more if it's a devil? I can't still believe why they are here in our place and what they exactly need. Are they waiting to search for someone?

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j

Because he was staring at something far above an Alpha. He was staring at the apex predator. The devil. The thing nightmares warned you about. And it was pissed.

His words only made Nora run faster as she cried invisible tears. God! Why couldn’t she just stop getting herself into trouble with the devil? The end…

Her mother hadn’t died in a car crash. She’d been sacrificed. Her mother hadn’t died in a car crash. She’d been sacrificed. And Dante Moretti—the Devil himself—had been the one she bargained with. “Why are you telling me this now?” she whispered. “Because you need to decide, Seraphina.” He stepped closer again, eyes locked on hers. “This world is cracking. The barrier between what is and what was is thinning. War is coming. Not just between crime families. But between realms.”

“Someone who forgot I don’t play nice.” “What the hell is this place?” He finally turned his head. “A front. They sell cars on paper, but that’s not what’s really happening here.” “And what’s really happening?” “Debt. Power. Trades.” My chest tightened. “People?” “Sometimes.” I stared at him, trying to read between the calmness on his face. He didn’t look proud of it. But he wasn’t ashamed either. “I don’t want to be part of this,” I said quietly.

she jerked, shutting her eyes Dante leaned in and began trailing kisses around her neck "I can't leave you unmarked," he groans as he kisses and licks her neck. And she squirmed with undiluted pleasure. So I want you to always remember that I, the devil, own both your body, your soul, and everything, and you can't hide from me … She woke up only to discover it was all a dream... another wet dream of the devil...

When I recalled my parents' death and how they had laid lifeless before me, I took a deep breath and clenched my fists. I needed to do this. I had to do this. “I'll do it. I will kill Dante.” I told him. Maybe killing him will stop the frequent nightmares. My boss smirked. “Now, that is my girl.”