Master Devil Do Not Kiss Me Cast Novels & Stories

Kiss that was even more violent than the first. A deadly attack. Whoever gets the attack will definitely 'fall' right away. Jenny felt very strange about what had happened to her. It would be a lie if Jenny didn't feel anything when Deny kissed her lips. Ever since the initial kiss, jenny has been feeling crazy! "I'm serious about what I say, even if I have to die right now, come on, at least we have sex." Deny's eyes were wistful and his breath was still irregular. Sweat had even flooded the entire body of that person.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

“I belong to you, Isabella.” Her eyes glistened. I thought it was emotion. I thought she felt it too. And maybe she did. But something hid behind them, a shadow that I couldn’t name. Luca’s glance was quick, almost imperceptible. He frowned, sensing something I could not yet see. Then the priest said the words that should have been the happiest moment of my life: “You may kiss the bride—” The first shot shattered the air. BANG! BANG! BANG!

“Is the one with the Spanish accent the leader?” “No. He was the one in charge of me. There were others too. They were all in charge of different girls and a man with bald hair and a crappy sense of dressing. They reported to him but he was not the leader. He reports to someone else. I don't know who.” “There were other girls?” “Yes. Cassandra, the blonde Russian girl. Mildred, probably African American and some others. They were prepping us for something.” “Prepping for something? Know what that is?”

The man moistened his throat, “Y-Yes.” “Will you tell me who they are, then?” Sebastian Novair crouches, matching his now-prisoner’s level. “T-They’re… they…” the man began, but was stumbling on his words when Sebastian got near. The Devil waited for an answer, but the man was just as clueless. “You don’t even know who they are, don’t you?” Sebastian whispered under his breath. “And you had the gall to beg.” “Please! I promise, I’ll tell you who they are! You just need to let me go! Give me time—“

Alessandro I close my eyes tightly and savor her sweet lips, hmm... I think I'm in heaven. Her soft tongue brushes against mine, shit, this feels so good! She's really enjoying my kiss. She pushes me away violently and slaps me hard across the face. - Idiot, what did you just do? - I... I'm sorry ma'am, I don't know what came over me, it was the devil's work. Please don't fire me!

He had me on his palm. "Say it", another demand. I reluctantly nodded looking away from him. "Say. It.", his tone became louder and cold. "I-I'm yours", I whispered; almost choke on my own words. The scary smile he was known for appeared across his face. The triumphant glint spread on his eyes. "YOU. ARE. MINE. ALONE", those were the last words I heard before he crashed his lips onto mine. The devil won. He now owns me.

He looks up at me with a shocked gasp. Before he can say anything, before he can spout more lies from his pretty mouth, I pull him even closer and smash my lips to his. The kiss is anything but soft. It’s rough and possessive, and I pour all my dark thoughts into the kiss. Julian gasps from the onslaught but I don’t let up. Instead, I use the opportunity to shove my tongue into his mouth. I hear Theo suck in a sharp breath behind us and it fucking satisfies me. Let him see.

“You must have been really desperate that you had to come find me in person.” Emery Hart had barely moved her eyes up to look at the woman standing in front of her. Camila Martin, the new sensational actress who had been making the headlines for quite some time now, was standing in front of her with a huge smile plastered on her face. “Miss Hart, it’s a pleasure to meet you here.” Emery acknowledged her with a nod, and Camila continued, "I have been sending my assistant to Miss Hart for quite some time now, but it seems like Miss Hart doesn't like the deal I am offering her."

“You are mine, Devil Emperor Finn.” A fragment of pure halo light bloomed from her palm and sank into his heart. Finn slid his hand around her waist, pulling her close. “I am only yours, Heavenly Empress Vivica,” he whispered, accepting her light as he placed a beautiful black crown upon her head, the crown of the Empress of Hell. Their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss as white and black petals rained down from above, showering them in a storm of light and shadow. Cheers and applause erupted throughout the venue.