I Became The Master Of The Devil Novels & Stories

My father betrayed me when I least expected, that’s as my mistake, expecting someone that didn’t care for me, he did what he has to say, sold me out and had me and a few trusted men get ambushed by my enemy and he never spoke about Damien until that day; he had said that; famine would be happy if he sees me like that. I was beaten, he didn’t kill me, he wanted me to suffer and I can still recall us face, the enemy had that made me suffer do so long and my agent made a deal with the devils what they didn’t know what that, I am the devil, I am their God and they are going to get ruined. He hit me all the time, his name was Antonio; he always had a smirk on his face when he thought that he woul

“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.”

"And welcome, Ivy. The 'mercurial' stage is complete. The audience is eager to see the final transfusion." Dante didn't draw a weapon. He didn't growl. He simply stepped closer to Ivy, his arm wrapping around her waist, pulling her so flush against him that they moved as one entity. "Who are you?" Ivy asked, her voice steady despite the horror. The man reached up and removed the mask. Beneath it was not a face, but a smooth, reflective surface—the same mercury-mirror they had seen on the child in Prague. "I am the Master you were supposed to become," the figure said, the voice now shifting to match Ivy’s own. "And I am the Vessel you were supposed to fill. We are the 'Perfect Resonance.' And

The lady said, rushing to a room. I shook my head. His voice alone was intimidating...talk more his name. Brian was an ass. "You're not suppose to make people fear you Brian." "I don't make them. They just develop that fear." He said curtly. "And you don't correct them." I said. "A simple 'i won't hurt you will make them stop running away from you and acting as if you were a devil." I said. Brian chuckled. He actually chuckled and turned towards me. "I am a devil." He said.

“What do you want from here, Pyro?” “Wow, right to the point. I’m looking for this girl right here that I found out by one of the females here that she’s going by the name Angel here.” I looked at the picture to see that indeed it was Angel, but why is he looking for her. “What do you want with her?” “She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I want her back right now or things are going to get hot in here.” I looked to Levi to single to him that I need to speak to him alone.

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…

“My master only wants her. He will double the price they gave you.” “You don’t say. Who is your Master?” My devil master is thrilled. She loves money as much as she loves power. “Beta Carl Deen.” My heart sinks, Carl is a pompous arrogant ass, who thinks woman were created to worship him. I saw how he looked at me before I went to take off those shameful cheerleading clothes. It’s a blessing that he has no Alpha blood or the whole pack would be doomed. Rose is now in stitches, clearly enjoying the show that is my miserable life.

If the devil herself was shaken, and her minions looked like death, what the fuck was he a mere mortal going to do with the facts? Cass walked in a half hour later, showered, dressed in a pair of jeans, a white button-up shirt, the sleeves rolled up, and looking way better than when she'd left him. "I'm sorry I left the way I did." "No problem, just tell me what the fuck is going on." "Pedro, do you have the names?" "Yes, the bastards went to a bar and bragged about what they did. One of ours was there and contacted me. Too easy if you tell me, I think they were told to be caught, force you into action."

No matter what happened, he will always have the upper hand and the last say in the situation. 'Maybe this was really all that was written in my fate. I am used to this kind of set up anyway. So I don't think it would be an issue. Well at least, now, my master is a boy witch and not a devil incarnate.' Abby thought to herself as she realized how she escaped her years of servant ship with her abusive stepfamily, only to end up entering mastership to another person. Meanwhile, taking Abby's lack of response as a sign that he was actually winning the argument, Eugene gave himself a private laugh. But outside, he retained the dead-serious expression that he had been sporting on his face.

His venomous laughter instilled fear in me. I was like the little pig running from the Big Bad Wolf in the stories I heard as a child. Scared out of my wits, but unable to run from him. “What do you want from me?” I trembled so hard that my teeth chattered and took a few steps backwards. I sought the courage inside me, telling myself repeatedly, “He can’t hurt me again! I am free now!” “You’re broken, Piper. What do you think you can do now, with nothing in your life? You are ruined and beyond repair,” the Master grinned sinisterly. He was the devil in my mind, and just the sight of him proved torturous to me.