Gunahon Ka Devta Novels & Stories

Janice heard the princess say, but she didn't turn back. Brightstone hushed the girl that was in front of him as she made a demeaning comment about Janice. He was sure she had heard it too and had pretended not to respond. “Why? Do you like her too?” Brightstone stared at Gabrielle. The note of disdain in her voice couldn't be mistaken. She also matched it with a disgusted expression on her face. “She's a married lady, and she is pregnant.” “She is pregnant?” Brightstone inquired, frowning.

He wasted no time in expressing his fury, his voice a thunderous growl. "Do any of you have any idea what you've brought upon us? Do you have any idea how much business alliances and trusted allies you al have cost me?" The room was paralyzed by his wrath, and none of us dared to meet his eyes. The tension was suffocating, and the fear that had gripped us was almost tangible. The man that stod before me looked nothing like the man I desperately used to crave. This one felt like the real devil, the same one the FBI painted a picture of to me. He didn’t even spare me a glance but i could rarely get the words out of my mouth.

“Even after I’ve filled you three times today.” Adrian moaned loudly, pushing back to meet every thrust. His hole was slick and swollen, leaking Luca’s cum from earlier, but it still clenched greedily around his thick cock. Luca leaned over him, chest pressed to Adrian’s back, and bit down on his shoulder. “You love this, don’t you? Being used by the devil while the world hunts us.” “Yes,” Adrian gasped. “God yes.”

That sounds stupid. It's like a lion storing its food for tomorrow. I turned my body to him. Making sure that I catch his full attention. "Listen. People entrust their safety to people whom they can trust..." The two corners of his lips lifted. "...and I don't trust you obviously. Not now. Not never. Not a chance," I said brutally. I didn't mind hurting his feelings. He's a serial killer. A literally sober psychopath. People like him don't understand human emotions. I don't even think he knows what the word remorse means.

But I'm not gonna spare this Devil at all. "If I have worshiped you with sincere heart and devotion, Kanha, then you will have to help me out of this problem. You have to give me the chance to take avenge my parent's death. These sinners will have to get the punishment for their sin." Kanha, are you listening? Help me, KANHA. HELP ME. I was crying and praying to Kanha but suddenly Devil's voice break my meditation. "Now stop shedding crocodile tears and agree to sign the papers."

Ha‍nnah sta⁠red⁠ a‍t‌ the wall w‍ithout say⁠ing‌ any word. “I won't repeat‍ mys⁠elf,‌ w‌ho sent you?” “Just click it,” s⁠he spat out. “Fine.” The sou‍n⁠d of the gun ec‌hoed through the room and she collapsed. The sound jumped int‍o my chest, and m⁠y‍ body sud‍denly moved. I hit my hand over m⁠y mouth to hold back a scream‌. My elbow suddenly hit a metal mop that ‍ leaned ag‌ainst‌ the crates.

’ He still sounds dangerous when it comes her pain. ‘Okay baba, Mr. Mafia.’ She said. Abhay’s eyes softened as she kissed his nose. Only The Angel can bring The Devil on his knees. ‘You know Baby; karma is a boomerang. People have to pay for their deeds.’ He said her the truth. ‘Yes Abhi and specially when The Devil himself makes the pay.’ Mrinal said and Abhay looked at her deeply and then smiled. She is the mother of The Devil Abhimanyu Singh Raizada. She carried him in her womb and she knows what is her son up to.

A webbed crack beginning to form at the glass edge of his world. The noise abruptly came to a halt and the stranger opened the car door. His body moved forward, but the claws of accusation reached out for his heels, gripping tightly so that all he could hear were the whispers that had started to socialize with the demons in his head. "Do you think…?" "No. He's just a kid." "Yeah, but he wouldn't be the first child to kill their own family. I mean look at him, he's freaky. Plus, a fire like that is insane, his mom was missing an arm for Christ’s sake…"