Novel & Cerita My Girlfriend Is A Devil

A dark, dangerous, beautiful god. I had to look away quickly and shut my eyes. This is unfair. Why do devils look this good? What was I saying? Even Lucifer was made out of precious stones. The Bible said so. Full of wisdom and perfect in beauty. Why? Why did evil have to look so tempting? He leaned back down and whispered in my ear. Something about Lucas. Something about not hesitating. I barely heard him. His breath was warm against my skin, his lips almost touching my earlobe, and my body was tense, every nerve ending firing at once.

she snarled, snatching up the cash and turning for the door. I stepped in front of her. “You’re not going anywhere until you tell me where you got that money. That’s over ten thousand dollars in crisp notes.” She crossed her arms over her chest, eyes rolling toward the ceiling. “My boyfriend gave it to me. Happy?” “What boyfriend? Simon?” I huffed. “How the hell did Simon get this kind of money? Last I checked, he was a deadbeat leeching off you.” “He wasn’t a damn leech.” She stepped closer, her teeth bared in fury. “And it wasn’t Simon. It’s my new boyfriend, Manuel.”

At that moment, I knew that I had to make a plan to get her back in my life but through my devilish Plans. And from that moment, I followed her like a lost puppy. Fuck! This girl made me do everything that I never imagined in my life. Love! My Angel. I already entered into your life and I will appear in front of you soon but with a bomb. Just wait, Love. The devil is coming to get you. End Of POV:- .. .. Thank You ShineeSunshine ❤️

Unlike her brother she was smart enough to surrender to her fate, just like her new master had said doing so was the only way to survive in the land of sex and blood hungry beasts. Grand Lord Daemon, couldn't tell what has come over him since he brought back this slave, he was never the kind to give in to his desire, but this little human girl has succeeded in bewitching him. His whole being long for her,once again he has taken another journey to the slave quarters but this time he pushed her door open and made his way to her figure lying on the small bed. Just tonight and everything would return back to the way it was, yes, he will only have her once.

His presence felt like the gravitational pull, pulling her to nothing even as she is just sitting. He’s just like an angel, sent down from heaven. An angel in disguise. And somehow Sonia could feel her body trembling. Not for fear, but for subjection. But the question is. . . Subjection to what??? To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

I slightly trailed off in my words, and she scoffed. "Eat him and run, get his money, get his dick to ruin your pussy, and run so he would be forever enchanted and not look for you. You said you wanted his trust, why don’t you just join my team of dis-virgined bitches and stop being the good girl so your next victim would give you some sort of accolade? Men are assholes, they are remnants from hell who were given the chance to be amidst beautiful women. They are brainless and controlled by the devil… that asshole ex of mine blamed it on the devil. None of them are trustworthy. You just have to slap one in the face before they hit you back in a place that hurts most. Example: Klaus, the cute

“You’re mine, Bright.” My breath catches, but I refuse to let him see that. I shook my head, scoffing. “Yours? In what universe?” His gaze darkened. “This one.” I glared at him, shaking my head. “We don’t have a relationship, Cole. You don’t get to act like a jealous boyfriend when you’re not one.” A smirk played at his lips, but there’s something dangerous in his expression. “No, I’m not your boyfriend.” He leaned in, voice a whisper against my ear. “I’m your owner.”

He stood in the doorway, sleeves rolled to his elbows, shirt open at the collar. He looked infuriatingly calm. Ronan Blackwood I've been too shocked to recognise him last night but now - fuck! Ronan Blackwood the rumoured devil. I had no idea if I should scream or just laugh because how the hell did I end up with the devil himself? “You had no right,” I said, my voice low, hard. “I saved your life.” he responded calmly. “You took it.” I marched toward him, heat burning through my chest. “You didn’t ask. You didn’t give me a choice. You just—scooped me up like I was some damsel who needed a knight.”

That night she came to dinner wearing shorts, she looked so fucking sexy and I wanted to send every one of my men out of the dining room and fuck the shit out of her on the dining table but I quickly brushed the thought off because what the fuck. Watching her sleep so peacefully made my heart start beating differently, I didn’t even know that shit still works. In my ‘line of work’, people refer to me as The Devil and I love that nickname. My hand involuntarily reached out to tuck a strand of her hair but I stopped and got up when I heard Gio come in. Thank God he didn’t see that. “Oh, why is our princess sleeping on a couch?” Gio said “Don’t know, don’t care” I answered as I loosened my tie

“A favor. That 's it. I don’t have anything in mind, yet. But when I do, I’ll call for you, you’ll answer me. No matter what. Otherwise, the deal is broken and you’ll get back to this shithole.” Mia breathed heavily. A favor? Get out of there? “Are you the Devil?” she asked. She still remembered some of the things her mother had told her. Mia shook her head, avoiding thinking too deeply about her mother. “Who cares? Does it matter?” “It does! I don’t want no deal with the Devil!” “You’re too picky, for someone who is about to become a worker in a brothel. Not only you, but your little doll of a sister.”