Even The Devil May Cry Novels & Stories

However, he was not for her and had been playing with her to get what he wanted all along. It had been awful seeing him with someone she thought was her friend. It did not startle Janice when it happened, since she knew he would eventually leave like the others. She had prepared for the day he'd say the same things others had said. Though it hurts, she was glad she didn't give herself to him. Because that would have been the worst. She wouldn't be able to look him in the eyes, neither would she be able to stare at her supposed friend. Yet, the person she had willingly given herself was the devil himself.

He wouldn't dare tell Devon. Derrick ignored me as he continued blabbing on. " She hated you! Wanted to kill you! Do you what she always called you, a devil! You were the devil, Devon! " “That’s a lie!” Devon snapped. “Oh?” Derrick taunted. “Because I remember holding her while she cried about how much she hated you. Devil Devon! " “That is not true!” I shouted, my voice breaking. Derrick laughed. “Isn’t it? Then why did you try to forget your sorrows by sucking my dick?! "

And together with Levi, we made our way to the basement were the torture chamber is. Levi and I when to the torture chamber were Marcus was bounded to a chair and a cloth was tied over his eyes. I signal to one of my men standing and he removed the cloth from Marcus' eyes. Immediately the cloth was removed, Marcus began to tremble when he saw me. I smile in satisfaction as I move closer to him. The closer I get to him, the more terrified he becomes. Good! He should be scared because today he is going to find out why I am called the Devil Alpha.

Even a towel I had to wrap around my body at a sluggish tempo, not even caring to adjust the knot enough for it to be secured and not go loose and fall at the slightest of falters. Trying to sleep it off had failed, the cold shower had only made matters worse, erotic literature was not going to save me now and there was only one other option; physical indulgence. I have never drank spirits, but in that moment I had the strongest craving for the Devil's spirit which undoubtedly is made from tears of his victims or is demon blood distilled with the fires of Hell. I needed the strength of that Hell brew to knock me straight into oblivion and if I am lucky enough, to give me a high I will never

Devon's large hand grabbed her small jaw roughly and turned her eyes to meet his. “Hmm?” he hummed, his thumb digging ruthlessly into her delicate skin. “You'd do anything?” Maya nodded, her tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks and onto his gripping fingers. She'd rather give in to this monster than let him hurt her brother too. “I wanna hear it, say it, Maya,” Devon whispered against her ear, his hand tightening at the back of her neck. His tongue slowly licked the side of her face, tracing a wet path up her burning skin. She felt like worms were crawling up everywhere he licked, her stomach violently twisting with revulsion.

His hands moved across my body caressing my breasts, waist, and thighs… There was something terrifying in his gaze, he looked like a devil who was trying to devour me. He acted feverishly, without any gentleness, but I shamelessly submitted to whatever he wanted to do with me giving back his caressing and kisses. He forcefully torn the top of my dress along the neckline revealing my naked chest and began fondling and squeezing my breasts. Then he slid lower and started playing around my chest with his tongue, and gently biting my nipples. At the same time his hands went down my thighs ripping off my underwear. Then he started to stroke my inner thighs reaching deep inside me with his fingers

My back was against the door as I turned and shut the door. "Messed up!" I exclaimed stomping my feet and dug my fingers into my hair. I had not anticipated any of this but yet it was happening. Valentin was my mate but he was also my captor. Oh my god! He kidnapped me! I returned to the bed, slouched down on it, and moaned aloud as my stomach grumbled. "Fuck!" Did I want to embrace the life I would start living then? Yes! I had my mate, discovered that I am truly half human and half demon—information from which I have yet to fully recover—and I was going to be ridiculously wealthy.

The Killing Devil Spear instantly stabbed out a thousand times. Crack! Every strike accurately stabbed the Extraterritorial Devil's arm. Instantly, the arms exploded like firecrackers. In the rolling flesh and rain of blood, the Extraterritorial Devil seemed to have become a stick. His eyes were full of horror. The Extraterritorial Devil, who had lost his ability to resist, wanted to escape. As soon as he turned around, the Devil-slaying Spear pierced through his back, revealing his chest.

Mikoto carries Rodri and speeds her up, and Mac tries to catch up with them and catch them, only to be intercepted by some of the soldiers of light, so that he gets busy fighting them, and he vows to Mikoto and that priestess, Rodri, to die at his hands On the other hand, Ivan the Devil was fighting with his fierceness to finally appear before him a prince of white princes, and not any prince Ivan smiled sideways; And finally, Chevy Chevy smiles: Aww the devil himself is here, nice to see you really it's been a long time Evan Evan Yuma; Yes, for a long time, I was preparing for this day very much Chevy with a sideways smile; You can't do anything and as always I will stop you Evan with a fir

After what seemed like an eternity of walking, they came to a stop in front of massive double doors carved with intricate designs that looked like demons dancing in flames. "You can go in, your highness," the maid said before quickly turning and hurrying away, clearly wanting no part in whatever was about to happen. Eryndra stood alone in the empty corridor, staring at those ominous doors. She took in a deep breath, trying to gather what little courage she had left, then slowly pushed the doors open. The moment she entered the room, she could see him clearly - the devil himself sitting casually on the enormous four-poster bed with a scroll in his hands. He was still partially dressed from th