Lady Devil Novels & Stories

she saved him. She... a girl purer than the angels. Her light impressed even divinity. She is a heart surgeon. She has a record of no one dying on her table. But now she made fate angry by saving the Devil. and Devil is madly searching for the girl who got a scar by saving him. He wants her as his queen and he can do anything for it... Even if it means hurting her... Ruining her! But She has to be his... A fallen Angel is now the Devil. Even heaven is scared of him but can he fall for her light? Can she survive with her light in this darkness?...

The Glambour forest, also known as the Devil's vale was situated in the western part of Patasia continent with mysterious supernatural secrets. lt was the earlier meeting place of different nations but now everyone was scared to cross that place due to it's dark secrets. History saying that hosts, sightings of the reaper, wolf packs gathering, vampire hideaways–all present in this forest at one time. Popular rumour about the forest was the paranormal activities of the non human creatures of there. Once approximately in early twentieth century, a pregnant lady and her husband were trapped in this mysterious forest because of the broke off of their black classic british sports car.

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j

“ Oh come on, I'm not like that. I'm just curious to know the girl who was able to steal your cold heart.” “ She didn't steal anything, I'm just intrigued by her.” That was a lie but I wasn't going to tell Nickolai about my feelings for her. No, not feelings, the way she messed with my head. “ Okay. Pussy.” I shrugged and turned to Laura. “ Are you hungry?” The lady rubbed her stomach. “ Yeah, a bit. Do you know when they'll serve food?” She asked and he chuckled. “ In a minute, just bear with it okay?”

But even she could not control everything. In the underworld, Damon sat on his obsidian throne, listening to yet another report about the rabid demon’s surviving allies. His jaw tightened. His patience was thin. His ministers trembled when he spoke. Every demoness in the court watched him with hungry eyes. They adored him, feared him, worshipped him. Lily was the worst of them. She hovered near him constantly, her voice sweet, her smile poisonous. She was beautiful in a sharp, dangerous way, with silver hair and eyes that glowed faintly from her fallen angel heritage. Her father had been a fallen angel, a master of hypnosis. Only demons of high authority could resist his influence. Lily inhe

He didn’t need to speak for me to hear his thoughts: How far will she go before she forgets herself? They called me many things now. Some whispered “queen.” Others muttered “witch.” But the name that stuck, the one that spread like wildfire through the underworld, was the one I never asked for, the one I never denied. The Devil’s Handmaiden. From been sold as a Handmaiden into the blackwood mansion, to rising as the queen, the one who stole the heart of the Devil “Dominique”. I hadn’t chosen it. But it was mine. And I would carry it well with so much pride abd dignity.

I'm not that little boy who would put his family name to shame for a woman. especially with the devil's daughter.

"The prince of darkness traps souls into a suffering cage. That's where I am, but I can't escape unless I'm being released. Otherwise I would remain here as one of the messengers of the earth, till I eventually fade away one day." "Tara, what do I need to do?" I tried as much as I could to balance my patient, because, I was already loosing it. "Lilith is a demon of the night, goddess of independence. She bore the devil, and other powerful demons. She wasn't really his mother, but she's been in existence longer than he has. The devil, or also known as Al-shaytaan or other names by other tribes, is the manifestation and personification of evil. Each demon has a form of entity where their power

I turned back to face her and gave a short, humorless chuckle. "You can call me the devil, if you want. I'm just as bad as they come." I paused, meeting her eyes. "Probably worse than Kendrick and Garry combined." I didn't miss the way she tensed at the names. She exhaled slowly and shook her head, half-smiling to herself. "You might be the devil after all." Then, her eyes softened. She reached for me, slowly pulling me back toward her by the front of my pants. "But I know there's good inside you, Damien Raphaël." She whispered, her eyes never leaving mine.