Living With The Devil Novels & Stories

he declared. I stopped walking… and breathing. “How? I didn’t even give you the tittle of my story…” “A criminal novel, “Inside the Devil’s Mind”, by Anako… Not too creative nickname. Guessing on your reaction I was right, it is your story.” He got closer to me and looked straight into my eyes. “I like the main character, that Troy… You could say we have few things in common,” he used his usual, devilish smirk. I took a deep breath and tried to remain calm but it was impossible, my face was already turning red.

' In real those men were gifting his soul to the Devil, and the Devil was that silhouette. And The Devil never accepts a gift which doesn't scream for mercy. ************************** ************************** Guys kindly vote for the book. I hope you all are enjoying the book. Lemme know in the comment section. Love you all!!!

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

Henry's POV --- "You freak! Watch where you're going!" An angry woman snarled at me and I couldn't help but shrink due to the intensity of her voice. I immediately panicked since the people that were passing started to stare at us. 'This is all my fault, I should have looked at where I was going.' I blamed myself in my head as she continued cursing at me. All I could do was lower my head to avoid the shame. "Hey human plastic! Fuck off will you!" A shout suddenly penetrated my ears, and I slowly tilted my head a little to see who it was.

She felt Olivia before she heard her. Olivia made her way downstairs. She'd heard the car drive up over an hour ago and wondered what kept Cassandra away. Then she'd thought about it, and she'd known. Olivia's judgment. Olivia's sense of right and wrong. Olivia's naive thinking was that the world was simply black or white. She couldn't change the fact that she hated what Cassandra did, or what she stood for. And she couldn't start thinking that even though everyone around her thought they were the good guys, they weren't. But she could offer Cassandra the comfort of a friend. She'd grown up in this world, she'd seen the worst kind of people in it. Emma, Vance, Pedro, and Cassandra weren't li

biggest mistake of his life. "ENOUGH. I LUCIFER HERE BY ANNOUNCE THAT HUMAN WOMAN IS MY MATE, NOT ONLY FOR THIS LIFE TIME BUT FOR ETERNITY. IF ANYONE EVEN DARES TO COME BETWEEN US, I WILL KILL THEM." I said with my devil voice and I can see my skin burning and turning red and taking complete Devil form. All the Demons started to surround me, Hades might be the one for whom they work but they worship me... my inner Devil. They all kneeled before me but I have no interest in them. I snarled at them and they ran away. I am no longer in my control. My Devil form is completely out and all I can see is red. I want her... only she can calm me down.

Then the words came, low and rough, like they’d been dragged from somewhere deep and buried. “My mother was killed when I was fourteen,” he said. “Conti hit. They wanted to send a message to my father about territory. She was caught in the crossfire, wrong place, wrong time. Or maybe exactly the right place if you were them.” His voice cracked on the last word, the first real fracture she’d ever heard in it. “I found her. Still warm. Eyes open like she was waiting for me to do something. That’s when I became this.” He gestured vaguely at himself, at the blood on his knuckles. “The devil they all whisper about. Because the only way to survive was to become worse than what took her.”

I made a calculated guess and it turned out to be true. She seems satisfied by my answer. "I see. And you and Baron are close friends?" "Something like that. Not friends, more like business partners." "Does he know you're the Devil of Deals?" "He doesn't need to know," She sit up, her eyes inquisitive. "How exactly did you become the Devil of Deals?" For a while, I think about it. The earliest answer I have is seeing how brutal Mordecai was with his deals, and the many loopholes that existed in them, and deciding to do something different. Get deals down in ink, with laid out consequences.

he confirmed “But how? How? How do you expect me to live with a devil like you for a whole two years?” I asked. “That question isn't mine, maybe you have to learn the other ways of the devil to be able to live with the devil” he advised. “Gosh”’I turned my back at him and before I could turn back what I heard was the slam of the door “Shit! He didn't even allow me to finish my words. What a devil indeed”

She sat on the edge of her bed and looked out of the window at the darkening sky and let her mind go where it had been trying to go all evening. She thought about what her mother had said. There is nothing over there worth your time. Said about an entire part of the city. About streets full of people who were just, living. Surviving. Getting through their days the same way everyone else did, just with less cushion beneath them. She thought about the boy with the broom and the broken shoes who had pointed her in the right direction and gone straight back to his work without asking for anything. Without making anything into a bigger moment than it was.