Fated To The Golden-eyed Devil Novels & Stories

I blushed, ducking my head. I felt another pair of eyes on me. They belonged to the hulking man seated beside Alpha Enzo. I had never seen him before. I shivered as his cold, calculating eyes bore into me. I broke the eye contact, feeling shivers all over my body. If my guess was right, then that was definitely the Devil Alpha.

As soon as they touched, there was a little electric spark between them but it was so little that neither of them felt it, “Please, take a seat.” . . . “So, this is how my Father intends to go about breaking the chain?” the Devil said, watching from Hell. “I can make sure it doesn’t happen, Father. Just say the word and I’ll kill the human so she doesn’t affect our plans.” Zarif said hatefully. “As much as I would like that, God and I agreed not to sabotage each other’s attempts. If any of us do, then the other can call off the bet. We need a new plan…and fast.” The Devil said.

The wine falls were overflowed with many people, while Dev was speaking to himself, “Why can’t I take my thoughts away from those eyes? It’s evil but exotic. Those eyes were more intoxicating than wines. I came across thousands but those were casting some spells on me. If I ever tell this about anyone, they would laugh at me. But my heart longs to look at those eyes one more time and it is ordering my mind to reach the place where the eyes were. Should I be here? But I have already arrived, why can’t i see her. No... I will not be captivated by those eyes. She got something powerful in her eyes. Let me take a final look at those eyes and I going to delete them from my mind.” Dev realizes tha

I could feel her witches’ eye, poking around me, trying to make sense of what had happened only moments ago. “Your destiny is fulfilled child. You should be dead. Yet there is something about you, something I cannot see. A new destiny perhaps?” She spoke without hesitation. Her words surprising me. “I should be dead?” “You did not know?” She asks slightly perplexed. “You fate was foretold many moons ago, the girl who was a twice blessed fire bearer, would be the one to end the devil. She would set about his downfall whilst being engulfed in the flames of hell?”

"Let's see how long you can hold on, you useless cultivator! When I peel off your human skin, I'll take you back and throw you to the lowest-level Earth Devils. Those Earth Devils are hungry and thirsty, and your blood is an extraordinary temptation to them. When the time comes, you won't just be split into pieces. Before that, you will suffer unforgettable torture for the rest of your life, hahaha!" In the midst of the storm came the frenzied laughter of the Silver-armored Devil. Caspian frowned slightly. From the other party's tone, he could instinctively tell that what the other party had said was not as simple as hungry and thirsty on the surface. When the words " unforgettable torture"

"Fifty-eighth floor." That's it. No smile. No directions. Just back to her screen. I get in the elevator and my stomach drops because it's made of glass and I can see everything falling away beneath me. I close my eyes. Count to sixty. When the doors open a woman is waiting. Tall. Black suit. Face like stone. "Sloane Thompson?" "Yes." "This way." We walk down a hallway covered in gold records. Names I recognize. Artists I've listened to my whole life.

She was shit scared for her fate now. “Perfect!” June nodded at the guard who smirked. Isabel whimpered in terror. And out of nowhere, the words Viso D'Angelo spoke last night replayed her mind. ‘That you caught the eyes of a devil. Evil eye, do you believe in it?’ At this moment, Isabel truly believed that she had caught the evil eyes because her life turned upside down in just one night. . .

He was not a man but a devil’s incarnation with fire burning in his blue eyes. “Shut up, or I will pull your heart out and tattoo my name on it. Understood?” She sat there as he filled the beautiful letter. His blood had tainted her forever now. Aslan eyed his handiwork. It was perfect. Her heart bore his name now. It looked startling. Her skin was red from all the pricking. He applied the solution and cleaned it. She was his now. Elena had no idea when did they arrived home or when she went to bed, but she remembered one thing. The devil was back that night. He ravished her body and she laid there numb while he fucked her.

I took a glance at Valerian and saw him already staring at me. When I agreed to what he wanted in exchange for his life after I fulfill what he requires, will it be all worth it? Will it finally be enough for my father? Will I finally be free? When I entered his lair thinking I can handle him, was I right? Can I really handle this devil and what he is capable of doing? “Did you do that?” I asked, spitting the words like poison. He creased his forehead. “What?” “Did you--”

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.