Hiding In The Devil's Bed Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You are not the source. The consequences are not yours to bear.” That’s when she saw him. Sprawled on a couch, heavy and leather but not large, dark hair tousled, mouth agape, his shirt pushed to his chest, his smooth tummy gleaming in shadow, his belt undone, his pants pushed low on his narrow hips, the barest beginning of a dark patch of curly forest inching past the band of his underwear, he slept, her beloved Harrow. *** The Devil came to you that day, she found herself thinking.

Pfauen soon got used to this scene, so he didn't feel confused or embarrassed. Seeing that the Shadow Demon was asleep, he had nothing to do anymore, so he casually observed the Dark Devil's room. There was no superfluous furniture in the room, there was an ice bed that gave off cold air, probably because the Dark Devil wanted to quickly increase his strength, so he chose this extremely uncomfortable "cold bed".

Lucian’s note had come with a final line: “The devil doesn’t wear horns. He wears charm. Find his weakness.” Ayla exhaled slowly. She was no longer Ayla Monroe. Not here. Tonight, she was a ghost. Inside, the gala pulsed with orchestrated elegance. Women in gowns worth more than Ayla’s rent glided past men with blood-stained hands wrapped in Armani. Waiters floated by with champagne. It would’ve been beautiful if she didn’t know who half these people were — or what they’d done to get here. Lucian’s voice echoed in her mind: “Serrano traffics secrets. You’ll be one of them by midnight if you fail.”

And still… his thoughts kept drifting back to the girl sleeping in his bed. His little pet. He leaned back in the limousine seat, legs spread, fingers tapping absently against the armrest as the vehicle cut through the darkened countryside. She hadn’t found it yet. He'd known she wouldn't, not immediately. He’d hidden the gift on purpose. Not where the maids might spot it. No, she would stumble across it eventually, alone. Touch it. Wonder. He wanted her curiosity piqued. Knowing she would not use it if it was within the glare of people he had hidden it where he knew she would eventually find it.

Cole rushed into Alina’s room, where she was still fast asleep. “Alina,” her mother whispered, gently tapping her shoulder to wake her. Alina groaned softly, turning over with her eyes still shut. “Mom… I still want to sleep a little more,” she murmured. “I know, sweetheart,” Mrs. Cole said softly, her voice tinged with worry. “But… the Devil’s assistant is here. He’s come to pick you up.” At those words, Alina’s eyes snapped open. She sat upright in bed, her heart racing, her face twisting into a frown as though she had just heard terrible news.

Tanya said. “Hmm, I will sleep, but just so you know, I don't bite. I already said I'm not going to do anything to you. Also, if you are thinking about running out of the room the moment I fall asleep, then take that thought out of your mind because I'll never allow you to leave this room tonight.” Tanya was speechless. Is this devil a mindreader? How did he know that was exactly what she was planning to do? It seems she wouldn't be able to leave this devil tonight. She had no other choice than to sleep with him.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

her screams with pain filled with room which satisfied don her tears got dried for crying again and again her bleeding lips due to many cuts he said "cut those fingers first of all pluck those eyeballs filled with lust" they did as he said she she shouting for every time those fingers got cutting down she screamed untill her throat got dried she started falling unconscious he said "pour boiling water" they did she screamed once again he said "finish her and throw her to my man eating fishes and crocodiles pond" they nodded their head these three people returned ◇FLASHBACK ENDS◇ present...... for the world he is a charming and chocolate boy but no one knows can guess this devilish side of him

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…