In Love With The Devil Book Novels & Stories

He said, his nostrils flared and his eyes were furious. For the first time I was realizing that there were so many wrong things about him and his feelings toward me was not something that existed at all. I asked a question, why did it rile him up so much? On one end there was pity and the thought that he had grown in conditions where he needed to prove himself to be loved, but on the second hand I was so livid. The more interactions I had with him the more certain I was that this person fit very closely to the description of the devil. And can one really love the devil? I was doomed.

Sex was the last barrier before my heart took its first beat for more than a decade and let me start to fall in love with the one person who will have no qualms about crushing my soul. I didn’t think I was capable of love, yet fate is punishing me for everything I ever did to those girls; to Sophie Huntsberger. This is Karma's way of paying me back for the life I have led, and I was the one who stupidly opened the door. Loving someone like him, it’s like putting a gun to your head and pulling the trigger willingly. Except because he is the devil he follows you to hell and keeps tormenting you in the afterlife.

he claimed. I looked straight into his eyes. They were filled with a kind of insane possessiveness, mixed with warmth. He truly looked like a devil that was craving for my soul, but this Devil was also willing to devote himself giving me tenderness and protection I was seeking through my whole life… I was ready to sign the pact, even with shedding all of my blood. “You can belong only to me,” he whispered and kissed my lips. At the same time his long fingers painted lines up and down my spine and back. I got lost in this sensation, the waves of electrifying excitement kept flowing through my entire body. Suddenly, he stopped, again, teasing me, making me want him more.

Crouching down to his level Damian smirked viciously as he tapped his gun on his chin as if he was thinking. "You know what I forgot about you trying to force her. Thanks for reminding me. Let me tell you a story I read, a novel actually." Damian smiled making the guy in front of him tremble two times. "In a Chinese novel which I read there used to be a villainess. A villainess who's desperate for the main lead. She tried to humiliate, hurt and kill the female lead. When nothing worked she tried to drug the male lead and tried to sleep with him. But we already know that the female lead would never let it happen. As usual the villainess is punished you know how? Guess it."

I whispered while my heart was going crazy, and tingles erupted in my stomach. Damiano gave me a lazy smile in return as he caressed my cheeks. “You were all I could think of. From that day, I swore you would be mine.” He had me smiling shyly. Who could have foreseen that I would be helplessly captivated by this enchanting Devil? We were from two different worlds; one shaped him into a powerful ruthless leader while I was raised in the comfort of a sheltered life. They say opposites attract, and maybe that was why we were captivated by one another.

I inhaled sharply and ran my fingers in the hair out of frustration. "What's the deal?" Right now, I want her underneath me, withering and moaning with pleasure while I ruin her hole for good. "Another contract with you." She did not hesitate to say that and I expected that. Delilah Richards is no less than a prostitute. A prostitute warms someone's bed for the sake of money and she does the same for the offers. That's how she became an A-listed model. A contract with the Weavers is enough for anyone's career. Although she is a slut but she is talented. I cannot deny that but I hate the fact that talent is underrated for her and she seals the deals with her body instead.

I would not imagine being in an environment where I am befriended by the devils and if I would have attempted to imagine then it would be more terrifying. Unknowingly the true love of my life Imani; I call her my black beauty had been used to staying and living with the devil characters. He knew their does and donts and it was now about five years since he got married in a shadow wedding. I had missed everything on her. Not the kisses, not the tight hugs, and even our intimacy.

​He whispered, caressing the short strands of hair falling behind her ear, placing his other hand on her waist to draw her close with firm warmth: — "Even if you are uncertain of your feelings toward me in this moment... even if you are using my devotion to escape your pain... keep going, Eileen. Use my love more and more; use me as you wish. For I am yours, and your acceptance of me, in whatever way it comes, is all I have ever wanted."

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

We will send the demons back to where they belong, but first we will make them live in the torture we create for them. *** This is the end 😭 but there is more in Book 2, My Devil's side, which is seven years in the future and is the last and final book to this story. I will load it in this book as the next chapter so it all together. Thank you for taking this journey with my characters and I hope you enjoyed. I love all the comments and gems. I truly appreciate the support. I hope to see you in my next book 😚