I Am The Devil Novels & Stories

Everything in my life is splendid, the devil is no more Am now in ss1, and yes am still crushing on Oliver I couldn't make my move cause he dating Amina A girl in our class, but I have hope I know things will be fine As long as the devil is no more, our new house is splendid Four rooms apartment, I always describe it as cute Am also super close with dad, but I just hate it when he brings up the devil And in dads eyes, that devil is an angel

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

Two seconds later, they were lying dead on the ground. The man cried to run away which made my blood boil the more. “Lycans don't run from battles, isn't that the first thing they teach you?” I sneered, using my foot to crush his leg. “Who are you?” He growled, his expression filled with pain. “Me?” I paused, crouching down beside him. “People call me…The devil,” my expression flickered to seriousness. “Welcome to hell.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "No... no... no... you're not touching me," I stuttered, shifting away as he climbed onto the bed. "If you want to survive, be submissive. Otherwise, I'll harm you and get rid of your body. No one would know, not even Alex. He can't protect you from me, and if you dare mention anything to him, I'll kill both of you. Alex hasn't said a word about you, I assume, but let me introduce myself, young woman. I am the devil, and his orders are to be obeyed immediately," he said with a devilish grin, and tears were already streaming down my face.

The young man pleaded. He's just so young that I find it hard to believe someone as weak as him is a Werewolf. "I'm the devil." I declared, but quickly remembered that Scarlett would get so pissed if she found out I just said such a thing. "I'm the one who other's call the devil. Yeah! I'm the link beasts.... and if you don't shut down this place within the next five minutes... I won't mind doing you the honor of invading this playing ground." I was warned.

I stuttered. Except for the fact that I was a ruthless mafia, a killer and a selfish devil, what else was I? "Why were those guys after you?" "They wanted me dead, knowing full well that it's impossible." "If killing you is impossible, who are you?" I opened my mouth to speak and stopped. I kept my eyes directed at hers with my jaw clenched. I finally took my eyes off her and answered. "I'm the devil."

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.”

she said and cursed herself that she was blushing yet again. “What things have you read, angel?” he asked, looking very amused. “I know there are people that enjoy treating their sexual partner like a pet. Leashes, collars, cages, pet bowls,” she told him, trying to be brave enough to meet his eyes, but failing and instead looking down. “I’m not interested in you being my literal pet, angel. I just want you at my beck and call. You need to respect me. My word is the law. Surrender your body to me and give up all other things in your life for three years.”

"I don't deserve you being this understanding." "Maybe not." I managed something close to a smile, small and tired. "But I'm done spending my life waiting for the world to hand me what I deserve. I'd rather choose what I want instead." "And what do you want?" I looked at him for a long moment, this man who'd been called the Devil by everyone who thought they knew him, who was, underneath all of it, just as broken and just as desperate to fix what had been broken as I was.

For him there is nothing sincere, let alone love, there is only playing and having fun. Then what is even more disgusting is that he is also a chameleon who can transform into anything. If you get a target that is fairly difficult then he will transform into someone else. It depends on the personality of the person being targeted. So don't be surprised if he can act like an innocent person. Sometimes Gerand thought his younger cousin was more suited to be an actor than a CEO. That's right, Deny Felixa is also a CEO just like him. His attitude was unstoppable. Deny was even more of a jerk than Gerand Yosefa in that disguise.