Face Of The Devil Novels & Stories

He answered phlegmatically. "How angry do you think my father is? Did he say anything to you?" I was flustered just imagining a wrathful look etched on his otherworldly handsome face. The Devil tends to look very ravenousness when furious and it is a very evocative, delectable look that does something to me I can't explain. "I do not know, miss, but I am assuming that he must be very enraged, so it will be wise not to anger him further."

Draco, on the other hand, was also in tears after his mom came forth to hug him, soon after his aunt, sister, and dad came right up, and it became a big family hug. Everyone now had smiles on their faces. They forgot everything, but was sure to embrace this moment for how long it might take. Unexpectedly, darkness submerged and the devil himself came out. His appearance alone shocked everyone to the bone. He wasn't like what Lucas felt in the other realm, but was something different. A calm and a normal person. At this moment, no one will believe he was the devil, but one thing can't go unnoticed and that was his awfully beautiful face and charming body.

I just tried to twist my waist out of his hold But the way he caught me, I got out of his grip. It seemed almost impossible. "Roose ….My crystal My baby! So you are calling me a devil. Yeah you are right I'm devil! Now you will see the real face of the devil, And I swear you won't be able to forget this Devil. I have been lovingly explaining for a long time, but you did not understand, now you come here to me and If you do not come to me within the next second, then you will be responsible for whatever happens tonight!."Christian said .

Internally, I grimace at the realisation that it is weirdly more gratifying to listen to, rather than the sound of me smacking my wife's ass as I take her from behind. He groans, spitting out blood, "Is that all you got, your wife has a better hand than you do." He mutters incoherently. I run my fingers through his hair which is drenched in sweat, yanking his head back, and I force him to meet my gaze, "You know, Castello Esposito. The wildest gimmick the Devil likes to play isn't him making you accept that he doesn't exist. It's him making you believe that you are on friendly terms. Acquainted." I growl, lowering my head, and getting right in his face. "So that when you finally did meet me

The clueless newbie asked and the first lady took it upon herself to clear the air. “Listen rookie, big bad boss isn’t called that for no reason, in fact this name is his most virtuous one. He is popularly known as the devil! But you see, such a handsome face can sway even the heart of a god. He is a man whose cruel disposition is unmatched yet the ladies want him! Who can blame her for fawning over a poisonous flower. It’s beauty draws you in but when you lean in closer for a sniff you’ll be dead in seconds. In short, his handsome face is his honey trap, get it?”

It was time for him to meet the rumoured devil and his men. “Wait, who am I kidding?” He laughed, “It’s not as if the devil will notice me even if I’m one of the strippers dancing on the pole.” Everyone knows the devil is a player, but no one has seen him with any woman. There hadn't even been a single scandal about him. It wasn’t as if Kon had seen him in person. However, the things he has heard about the devil were more than enough. He took a deep, steady breath before he entered the room.

But Alina’s determined stare left him no choice but to answer. “The ‘Devil’,” he said slowly, “is a man feared by everyone. They say he came straight from the darkest parts of hell, a man with a face as beautiful as Adonis, yet more dangerous than any enemy. His voice is deep and enticing, like an angel’s whisper… but his smile can freeze your heart and make you feel like you’re standing at death’s door.” Alina swallowed hard, curiosity and dread mixing in her chest. “What’s his name?” she asked softly.

It was what they believed they knew about the Devil's looks that manifested anytime the seven were exposed. Asmodeus was getting sick of it, humans never believed in a beautiful and gorgeous Devil. Of course they were the rulers of evil and darkness but they deserved a little honour.Asmo missed his glorious face which mortals could literally die for if they stared an angel in the face with their true form showing.They called it the face of God.Those faces where stripped away from the seven and they were left at the mercy of human imagination. Well he decided to go explain himself to Maria.Its not like he never told her that he was the devil.

"Or maybe it was the drunk truck driver, bitter at women ever since he got fired and divorced." My blood ran cold, and I couldn't draw enough air into my lungs. Santiago's eyes had gone pitch black, and for the first time in my life, I could see a monster when I looked at him. I began to fight, kicking and screaming and clawing at him. My fists made contact with his face and his sides. He rolled away from me before my knee could connect with his groin. I climbed to my feet and started to run again, pulling out my phone to dial Paul.

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…