Lady Devil Manhwa Novels & Stories

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.

My eyes darted to her tablet, it was a grainy, long-lens photo of a man emerging from a black car. Even in pixels, he commanded the space around him. He was tall,broad-shouldered, black hair and grey eyes. Lucien Alexander. The tabloids called him “The devil.” I looked back at Lina, and shrugged. “So?” I said, a teasing lilt in my voice. “You want to date him?” I gave an eyebrow waggle, knowing full well how ridiculous it was. Dating Lucien Alexander? Impossible. The rumors didn’t just say he was difficult, they said he was the devil’s own son. “Obviously,” I finished, the humor fading into simple fact. “That man is a no-go zone.”

I said to my driver. "What? But I thought you were supposed to go see the doctor?" He exclaimed. "We can go there later but first, I want to go spend some time with this pretty lady" "Okay sir" He nodded positively, turned on the car's engine again and drove off. I took a glance at the lady. She had a sculpted figure which was twine - thinned. Her waist was tapered and she had a burnished complexion. She had a brown eyes and her red hair tumbled over her shoulders. A pair of archered eyebrows looked down on sweeping eyelashes.

Eventually, he overcame my defenses, pushed me onto the couch, and whispered in my ear with his lips. "I told you, I'm the Devil! Don't you remember?" "So we're the same?" I laughed until my shoulders shook, and my heart felt empty even after killing. Maybe Lady Mary was just an appetizer, but she turned me on to killing. For some things, once started, one can never go back. “Do you want to know about the Devil's world?” Frade said, squeezing my breasts through my shirt. “I can teach you how to be a real devil!”

Those green orbs held anger and disgust in them. She was acting like she was robbed of her chastity in front of the whole crowd. "I see..." He whispered under his breath. Nothing made her react but his slightest touch. He felt sudden excitement...after all, he loved pain and loved to see people in pain. Since nothing made her answer...his touch will. As if he forgot...if he was the 'Devil on earth', 'The dark blade of Linya', 'The leader of the shadow army' then she was the master of those disciples who was blooming within her guidelines and will attain the world in the future.

"Do you want me to make you happy tonight? You look so stressed..." I was ready to seduce him again to make him not doubt my mission. This was the only thing I was good at—seducing the devil mafia lord! He smirked evilly. "What are you willing to do to make me happy?" I lowered down, kneeled in front of him, and slowly unbuttoned his pants. But he lifted me up and kissed my lips, whispering, "Not here. I don't want anyone to see how good you are..."

The book surely has dark aura but the thing that add on its gloominess was the depiction of the devil in the first page titled The Prince of Darkness. The devil rendered as a large, monstrous figure taking up the entireness of Hell. The depiction in the first page might be a tribute or a way of expressing gratitude to the devil. Lord Yong was turning pages in order to get the remedy for the curse. He was keenly and carefully reading the script. It was written with blood red ink. While going through the book and some of its content he learned that breaking the curse won't be an easy task. Lots of questions and insecurities filled his mind. He was desperately hoping for the remedy to be accomp

“that was just a reminder that you were owned by a devil, don't let me show you how I punish those who try to defy me. That is all. In time, Yesha Elaine, you will understand that obedience is safe… and that resistance is nothing but illusion.” As he turned and left, moving silently down the corridor, Yesha sank against the wall, trembling. The mansion stretched around her like a labyrinth, maids flitting past silently, cameras blinking like watchful eyes. She had tried. She had planned. And yet, the reality was undeniable: every inch of her world was controlled. Every exit, every choice, every breath had been mapped, anticipated, and claimed. She was trapped. Alone. Owned. And the billionai

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

“You disgust me. You talk about revenge and family honor, and here you are selling a defenseless woman to a bunch of disgusting pigs. I can’t believe, for one minute, I let you touch me, that I actually thought…” His smile turns predatory. “Actually, I’m selling you to one pig, and what did you think, princess? Finish your tirade since it’ll be the last time we speak.” My gaze narrows. “I thought maybe that you had a soul. Obviously, I was mistaken. You’re the devil, a heartless, cruel, asshole, devil. You are no better than my father.” The smile falls from his lips, and he shakes his head. “Soo will be in to take you to the car. Have a nice life, princess.”