Mister Devil Novels & Stories

Her soft, but deep moans fill the quiet forest, drowning out the fucking chirping birds and the whistling wind as it whips and blows through the fucking trees. ~Mr. Nobody~ It took me a little bit of trying to wrack my fucking brain before I remembered where the fuck Devil's cabin was, but I found it, just like I knew I fucking would. Not many people know about this fucking spot of his, but I fucking know. That was his first fucking mistake: trusting me. I came into his life before he became a fucking adult, and during that time, I was just "me", not "Mr. Nobody." Somewhere along the fucking line I was corrupted, though, and well, here we fucking are now. Of course, he hasn't figured out who

not like some devil who teases me always thinking about devil here he comes I thought he will shout on her strangely he supported her later he praised her for coffee woah what exactly happening to this devil hey God did you listened to my prayers after all these years thank you god for showing a way for me atleast now this devil changes ♡SRISTE POV♡ I got ready early but due to mari we all became late whatever we reached to office by that time he didn't arrived yet I went to top floor one girl said he asked me to wait in his cabin I'm waiting for him by that time only I seen a fish I'm talking to it when I seen they're behind another man also with him the girl who sent me inside was lying th

he answered and his deep voice carried power in it. Then he turned his attention to the women standing next to Scott, “and who are these beautiful women you’ve brought with you today” his eyes lingered on Laura, a look passing through them that quickly vanished. “This is Laura Williams, my wife and Molly, my best friend and business partner.” He said to the tall man and then to both Laura and Molly, he said “This is Mr. Nico Bellanti, the owner of the biggest business franchise in the country” he introduced. Laura now understood why there was so much power exuding off him. he was a rich and powerful man. He probably didn’t even need Scott. She stared at him, seeing how impeccable and calm he

"You'll never know what it's like to be at the point of contentment, enjoying those who are helpless under my control." "You're a devil," said the man with the light brown beard with a laugh. "It's good that Hillarious is under my leadership, not its original owner, who always got his hands dirty with some pretty vile things." "Are you looking for a dishonorable dismissal, Victor?" Damian asked in a cold tone. Victor laughed again. "If I wasn't here, I'm sure you'd have a lot of run-ins with the law. There aren't any major players in the underworld focusing on education and the future of children in NorthDerm."

I asked him. Salvatore sighed. He does that whenever someone finds it hard to understand? “You are in the best spot for this. I have trained you well, and best still, you have the nerve to attract any kind of person, including him.” I scoffed. “He will kill me before I get to him.” I said. That was obviously true. The feared Dante, leader of the Mafia and a popularly known Mafia Lord was bound to shatter me into pieces and have me killed. I had heard about him, and what he did to people. There had been nothing nice from those stories.

Are they some kind of a big ass organization, where bastards like Cole gather? When I turned to look at the devil, my confusion grew. He was just staring at the in front silently, like he was afraid he’d lost his sight out of him. I wanted to ask him questions, but he looks like he’s going to implode at one touch. He’s standing completely still, while his eyes are fixed on the old man with an intensity I’ve never seen before. The casual, smirking Cole I know is gone. He’s looking deadly. The politician—or whatever he is—wraps up his speech with a practiced smile. “Please, enjoy the rest of the evening.” He stepped down, and the room erupted into polite applause.

whom I considered as devil. I removed his hairs from his face and smiled. His blue eyes were the epitome of perfection but the thing that I don't like is his nose which is always short tempered...ready to burst any moment. I stood up..going inside the bathroom, washing my face with a cold water. After cleaning my teeths, I take a warm bath and wiped my hairs. Making a bun of my long hairs, I went outside. Mr Devil was awake, yawning on the bed. I wrap a towelaover my head, to dry my hair. I didn't notice, he comes near to my face and brings his hands.

I took a glance at Valerian and saw him already staring at me. When I agreed to what he wanted in exchange for his life after I fulfill what he requires, will it be all worth it? Will it finally be enough for my father? Will I finally be free? When I entered his lair thinking I can handle him, was I right? Can I really handle this devil and what he is capable of doing? “Did you do that?” I asked, spitting the words like poison. He creased his forehead. “What?” “Did you--”

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

I heard the shower running and made my way there. “Can you believe that bastard?!” I almost shouted. Cara let out a scream as I barged in. I ignored her and sat on the toilet lid. “Could you at least knock?! What if I was shaving?” “Sorry. Back to my problem.” I said dismissively, and she poked her head out of the shower to look at me. “I talked to the Devil.” “What Devil?” “That Devil, Damiano.” “Ah. Why? Miss him?” She winked, but I only scowled.