I Am The Devil Novelas e Histórias

“He murders your family, screws up your life, and you sit here about to cry over him.” “I’m not crying,” I said. My voice sounded thin even to me. He slammed his bottle down. The glass rattled against the wood. “You need to wake up, Tamara. He’s not some tragic lover you get to save. He’s a killer. He’s poison. If he dies, the world’s better off.”

biggest mistake of his life. "ENOUGH. I LUCIFER HERE BY ANNOUNCE THAT HUMAN WOMAN IS MY MATE, NOT ONLY FOR THIS LIFE TIME BUT FOR ETERNITY. IF ANYONE EVEN DARES TO COME BETWEEN US, I WILL KILL THEM." I said with my devil voice and I can see my skin burning and turning red and taking complete Devil form. All the Demons started to surround me, Hades might be the one for whom they work but they worship me... my inner Devil. They all kneeled before me but I have no interest in them. I snarled at them and they ran away. I am no longer in my control. My Devil form is completely out and all I can see is red. I want her... only she can calm me down.

Clarissa’s pain was something that tortured me every day. “What do you want then?” I asked, brushing off her comment. “To mock me for my failures? I’m sorry that I wasn’t as successful as you. I’m not some perfect Silver Saintess, fixing her wrongs with just one timeline and creating ground-breaking changes. I’m just… I’m a Devil, okay? A product of your own cursed legacy. And a Devil does whatever they have to, no matter the cost. We fight for our survival in a world that wants us dead.”

"I am the devil. I was born from death. I have been a weapon since before I could speak. I have taken lives and I will take more and there is no version of me that is entirely clean or entirely human or entirely safe to love." "The only thing you got wrong," I said, "was the conclusion."

You can’t even take a single hit. “Now, now, Derrick. Don’t leave me so quickly. The fun has just started and you don’t want me to get bored now, do you?” I whistled and my eyes glowed red under the darkness. Derrick trembled as he witnessed that, “Who–who are you?” My grin widened, “I am the She devil. Nice to meet you.” *************************************

I commanded fearlessly. “Who?” He asked laughing sarcastically, “All these greedy humans? They choose this path. Humans have the power to make decisions, and they choose me… they choose pleasure, and I always have a boat awaiting them to make them think they made the right choice.” “Don't you ever get tired?” I snapped back, “Don't you get tired of manipulating everyone and everything?” “And why should I get tired of who I am?” He growled, “I am the devil. And I never force anyone to hell — like I said, they came here themselves. The road to pleasure… is the way to hell.”

The fool didn't even look, probably too drunk as he caught her, finally stopping her from dancing without a song; holding her waist to him, Siena's smile grew wider as her gaze caught Sebastian's who was looking like the prince of hell in a dark outfit. “Guess who wants a good fuck, Sebastian Harper?" She whispered, making sure he had heard correctly from where he stood, his jaw clenching, his facial muscles feeling like they would become mush from how they stiffened. 'Beautiful Devil.' Siena blew him a light kiss, and that was it; he got to her, pulling the guy away from her, with Sebastian catching him by the neck. “I want every damn breathing thing out.” His voice was low, but his dogs co

He shook his head desperately, not understanding. Liam smirked at the sight of his confusion. “Do you even know who’s standing in front of you?” The man quickly shook his head. “Hmmm… I’ll tell you,” Liam said with a cruel smile. “You’ve heard of the devil, haven’t you? That’s me. Welcome to my hell.” The man’s legs trembled uncontrollably as fresh urine soaked his trousers. His heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst from his chest. He had heard the rumors, the stories of the devil, but he never thought he would face him one day.

what a cop out, I decided to dance with the devil by myself and now that his fingers are tipping my chin up with tears rolling down the sides; i look for somebody else to blame. he's a hundred sins wrapped into one, each layer falls from brawny shoulders the closer I get. funny, isn't it? the devil himself has come to take me to salvation. if he was to drag me through the depths of hades in exchange of another kiss; I'd carve the shape of your lips into my throne.

I looked at him as tears slowly formed in the corner of my eyes. “I hope you’ll forgive me for doing this to you, Father,” he said, mimicking the exact words I told him last night. "From now on,” he paused, smiling diabolically at me. “You’re not my father. You’re my enemy."