Fanfiction Devil Wears Prada Novels & Stories

His intense glares were merciless, and he looked like a devil craving for my soul. "Don't provoke me, Symphony. Try telling anyone about this. I'm telling you, I can play the role of the devil if I want to." He leaned closer to me, his hand still gripping my neck. "You might wake up one day without seeing Autumn anymore. I can do that, try me," he whispered in my ear before forcefully pushing me to the floor. *** "Is Mommy inside her room, Nana? Is she sick?" "Let's just leave your Mommy alone for now, Melody. Maybe she's just busy."

Inviting me to a forbidden dinner. And I'm going rabid… licking my lips… I watch as she slowly moves her delicate fingers across her wet peach. I swallow. I understand now why men went to war. "Come now, Jude, I know you want to," she says, a wicked smile creeping on her face. My Clothes vanish one by one, the sound of my shirt ripping sending shocks through my body. Self-control disintegrates. All that’s left is skin and breath and everything she has promised. She tastes like memory and regret.

A deal with a devil is equal to inviting hell before death. _______________________________________ Alright, guys before you exit the chapter kindly read this paragraph. I need your support guys. Please help me. My other book called Damon's Possession is being copied word to word by some shameless person who shamelessly refusing that she has copied my work. So it's a humble request please go to Mangatoons and report a book Dark Romance by Slave of almighty. Report the book it's a word to word copy of my Damon's Possession. The lady didn't even care to change a lot of names of characters and also it's a copy-paste of my book.

I heard the shower running and made my way there. “Can you believe that bastard?!” I almost shouted. Cara let out a scream as I barged in. I ignored her and sat on the toilet lid. “Could you at least knock?! What if I was shaving?” “Sorry. Back to my problem.” I said dismissively, and she poked her head out of the shower to look at me. “I talked to the Devil.” “What Devil?” “That Devil, Damiano.” “Ah. Why? Miss him?” She winked, but I only scowled.

It didn't end well for him as the story progressed. The Pink Devil- The Pink Devil is one of the main antagonist of this story. She is the evil version of Jennifer. She could possess Jennifer at anytime she feels like it and follows her wherever she goes. The Pink Devil is in her mirror, nightmares, when she has Sleep Paralysis, and does what Jennifer is afraid to do. She loves sex and BDSM; she only punishes men who treat women wrong. But it's revealed that The Pink Devil is a personification of Jennifer's father, who was abusive and tormented her. Anytime she thinks about her father, The Pink Devil appears.

I committed many atrocities all in the name of my so-called love fantasies for Tristan. Bad companies and Bad influence had messed with my head all through my life and had made me even more crazy, just the way I preferred it, but I had always been pretending to be the sweet angel in everyone else's eyes until now. I was soaked in the devil’s blood and could do anything to have what I wanted. Now I wanted Tristan and for good this time. Hazel was certainly not going to be a stumbling block in my way.

014 Lavender. “Miss, why would you approach me to seduce my boss, I'm pretty sure you're aware that he's my boss, right?” I frowned. “Calm down, darling. Isn't the offer enticing enough? How about two billion?” she teased, pushing further than her actual boundaries. Thinking about it actually made it enticing and I needn't lie, I wanted to take it so badly, but Lorenzo's words from earlier today which pinned me as a golddigger was really upsetting and I vowed to prove him wrong.

That night she came to dinner wearing shorts, she looked so fucking sexy and I wanted to send every one of my men out of the dining room and fuck the shit out of her on the dining table but I quickly brushed the thought off because what the fuck. Watching her sleep so peacefully made my heart start beating differently, I didn’t even know that shit still works. In my ‘line of work’, people refer to me as The Devil and I love that nickname. My hand involuntarily reached out to tuck a strand of her hair but I stopped and got up when I heard Gio come in. Thank God he didn’t see that. “Oh, why is our princess sleeping on a couch?” Gio said “Don’t know, don’t care” I answered as I loosened my tie

“ I've never been this happy in my life Antonio. My life finally feels complete. When I think of having kids with you, I have no fear or trauma like I thought I would, because I believe you'd never leave my side, you'd never let go of my hands.” “ Never.” “ So I want to make a new deal with the devil.” He laughed. “ I'm the devil?” “ Hm.” She nodded, beaming. “ My devil. I want to make a new deal, to be with you forever, to keep loving you, to keep making memories.” “And to never let go of you.” He added before slamming his lips on hers. Diving his tongue right in when she gasped. “ I love you, Eloise, I love you so much.” He murmured against her lips, their forehead touching. “ Not loving y