Innocent Devil Novels & Stories

he said loudly. In Ha smiled lazily. "I'm not God and you're not a devil who was cast out just for making one mistake, right? We're both only humans. Who can remember and hold grudges. Even if I forgive you, I won't want to go back with you." "What?"

Everyone turned at the outburst . Everyone of Ace's gang members stood and even Natalia stood . The leader of Rośe gang. "What is this!" Donovan sneered as he rises from his throne , his anger evident. "You heard me. I said , I fucking reject." Ace smirks at Donovan and then Donovan looked at him as if he was a joke. "My my. I have the killer in my church . What are you going to do ? Kill more people in a church?" That made Lia tense and she remembered what Ace has done.

I closed my eyes, shut my mind from thinking anything, and started counting in my heart to distract myself from the devil's closeness. "It's getting cold," The devil whispered into my ear after a while and I trembled from the slight touch of his lips rubbing on my earlobe. I immediately opened my eyes, flushed completely, and when I saw that devilish smirk on his face. I felt like digging a hole and hiding inside it. How could I be so idiot? He isn't the one in s*x more than I am... Why do I always keep thinking about s*x with him even when I know he is a devil and a dangerous creature?

"I do not think you're insane, you know I believe in sorts of stuff, ghosts, witches, supernatural entities, demons and other superstitious, crazy shit… but I am still in disbelief and now that you've mentioned it…. Remember that time you told me some insurgents coerced one of your mother's bodyguard's to assassinate him and he was shot in the head nine times and in the chest eleven times and he walked out just fine, he did not end up at the morgue or at the hospital for that matter! He never gets sick, he likes to suddenly appear out of nowhere, he has an entire prison full of innocent civilians, he likes killing people for nothing, he does not laugh, he loves the dark, his eyes are dead, h

she asked inquisitively. “Devils Night is our favorite night of the year, a night of mischief. It started in Detroit but has spread so far beyond all of that. It is a night to celebrate being young and free, a night to have a little fun. I don’t see anything wrong with that.” she was hanging on my every word. It was all true but there was another reason for the name. Devil’s night was also Synestra’s birthday. “One final question, what do you think about the protests and people saying you somehow brainwash your fans with your music?” she asked and I could tell she thought this was a hard hitting question. I decided to have a little fun with her.

meanwhile in the sky good angel : Did you listen he wants to abduct her evil angel : let him good angel : but that devil will hurt her evil angel : did you forget who is she good angel : what do you mean evil angel : she is viranica roy no less than a devil good angel : he is cruel evil angel : you'll see what will happen

Grayson Voss I was supposed to be in a meeting with a cartel rat who thought he could play both sides. Instead, I ended up in a club that reeked of sweat, desperation, and lies. Club Delirium. Ironically named, considering it mostly caters to men trying to forget reality with vodka and silicone. I wasn’t there for pleasure. I was there because the club owner was late on his payments. And late payments in my world meant broken bones or buried bodies.

VALENTINA’S POV “Tie her up and take her to the Dungeon, she will be one of my whores.” Diego Fernandez said in an authoritative voice. His mere presence seems to send chills down everybody’s spine, he is known to be ruthless and emotionless, not minding who he hurts as long as he gets what he wants. Diego Fernandez is literally the Devil in a human form.

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

The man they called the devil incarnate. Stories about him were told to scare misbehaving children. Tales of entire villages that had dared to oppose him, reduced to ash and memory. Of nobles who'd crossed him and simply... disappeared. Of the way he'd taken his own throne, through methods so brutal that even hardened soldiers refused to speak of them openly. "No." The word escaped her lips as she sprang to her feet, the chair scraping against stone. "Father, tell me you're joking. Please." "This is no joke, Eryndra." King Alric's voice was flat, emotionless, but she could see his hands gripping the arms of his chair so tightly his knuckles were white.