Ensnared By The Devil's Embrace Novels & Stories

They wouldn’t change a thing, nor would they budge the devil who’d plucked me from one hell, only to entrap me in another. Ronan Blackwood. The name rolled around my mind like a curse, heavy and bitter on my tongue. He had pulled me from Damien’s tight grasp, only to shackle me with chains of his own design. Yet, he hadn't harmed me—at least not in ways I could physically feel. Not yet. This was something far worse. I felt like a lamb led to slaughter, and the haunting silence that enveloped the mansion amplified the sense of anticipation, making me feel like prey waiting to be hunted.

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

“I won’t tear apart this lovely flesh. Become my slave instead, servicing my any request, and I’ll take the vessel you suggest. I’ll even set free your surly progeny. How about it?” A devil’s bargain, dooming me to an eternity of life just as it was under my sire, with the cult of St. Christians taken to even darker new depths of corruption and depravity. “I won’t sign any pact until you’ve bound yourself to that other vessel, and I have proof that Nico is out of the state.” “I can settle for that consolation,” he concedes, toying with my hand. He opens up a line of red across my palm with his nail, pressing it to his lips in gory kiss. “so long as you do sign it.”

His fingers circled my hair, guiding me pushing himself deeper and deeper into me, my cheeks ached, begging for him to pull out of me but my body said no. “ Take It all, like a good girl, Cara Mia.” He groaned, his skin glistening with sweat. My back pounding against the door. The walls felt too thin, too thin to contain the sinful sounds which we made. The thought that his men could be out there, hearing us somehow made this scene hotter than it should've. Yeah, maybe I was unhinged, just like him. My grip tightened around his waist, nails digging into his skin as I clung to him for dear life, my breaths uneven, heart banging in my chest. His release grew near but his pace remained as verac

I can't place where exactly. Vincent Halstead, the Devil of Deals. Was that the same man I met? This elusive Devil just handed me a kitten? “I don't know, what if it's not him?” “There's only one way to find out,” Seraphina sighs. “What do you think though? Did he have the devilish aura?” “Oh he had more than the aura. He looked like he stepped out of hell or something—” The door opens and Charles walks in. “Sera, I'll call you back.”

I shook my head and folded my arms as I glared at him, but the contempt in my eyes soon melted away when he ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it away from his forehead. I gulped. I was the liar here—Silas Valetti was undeniably attractive! “I’ve got a juicy deal with The Phoenix, and if you could get this done tonight, it would mean success for me. This is just my second step toward winning.” “What was the first?” “Bringing you to my mansion.” “You mean kidnapping me?” “Shut up.” “Okay.” There were a few passers-by already, and the way they stared at us made me feel increasingly uncomfortable.

The air thick with the savory smell of roasted chicken and scent of different type of juices creating a swirl of aromas in my head. My stomach immediately grumbled in agreement. And the next thing I heard was laughs from the head maid and two other maids. “Get to work before thinking of food young lady”the head maid snarled. And from that moment onwards,I knew I was in for trouble. Aria's day was filled with sorrows,for the first time in history she saw Dominic in action. The devil. The rumours were all true. She saw him flog the guard today,he was flogged to the point of death if he wasn't we even dead yet.

Maybe he'd be everything I'd feared. But as I looked around the room that had never truly been mine, one thought settled heavily in my chest. No matter what waited for me beyond these walls... It couldn't be worse than the life I was leaving behind. At least, that's what I told myself. I had no idea I was about to walk straight into the devil's world.

And then an unfamiliar house swims to the forefront, a large, boxy building sagging toward the mire on the same foundation as the one I had built. These thoughts belong to Amos, I realize. But the demon’s walked this swamp for the last time. The portal hungrily devours Amos’s soul. I don’t know if it’s dead, or if it’s just been sent back to hell. Honestly, I’d prefer that I never find out. I don’t fight as the spectral opening beckons me deeper. I’d made a deal with the devil. My soul has been forfeited since the very moment I first allowed Amos in.

I will show him that the Devil is not to be trifled with. Lately I've been frustrated and in a bad mood all the time. I'm in need of a good fucking. However, since that emerald-eyed blonde crossed my life everything changed. Other women don't satisfy me, none of them turn me on, and that's not normal anymore. Before, I used to get turned on by just seeing a pair of tits or an ass, but not now. I only desire a woman's. Maybe I have to make her mine to get rid of her. Maybe I have to make her mine to get rid of that desire and to bring back the real Devil. I'm about to accomplish my goal. There are only a few days left until Friday. I don't even feel like doing it with others. In my head there