My Girlfriend Is A Devil Novels & Stories

It was church rule to advise everyone young girl on her sixteenth birthday That “Never stain your soul for pleasure. It was always rightful belongs to the one person whom you love, and he accepts you as his life partner in presence of God. God always punishes sin and pleasure that come without any relationship and not accepted in presence of God is sin” “Do you want me?” Liam teased, leaning down to remove the cloth from her breasts. The desire of lust was dominating his mind, and just wished to taste her and feel her. “Liam…" A sob escaped her lip, and the pleasure Liam wished to get just dissolved after taking notice of her strangled voice. “What happened baby,” He urged cupping her face.

She never saw Aiden so desperate for something the way he is for her forgiveness. ______________________ On the other hand, someone was going crazy knowing about her wedding. He was constantly shouting on his people. Devil was officially considered a devil after seeing him going crazy about an unknown girl. But they were not aware that their boss has become obsessed with that pour girl who is also suffering… “I will punish you, baby girl… I will punish you for choosing him, baby girl.” he was speaking this line crazily while inhaling a white substance. His eyes were red, jaw clenched with and veins popping from his muscles.

- No, husband contrary to what you think, I'm a fallen angel who lost every feather of my wings wanting to burn in your hell. I lower my mouth over the pointed nipples, sucking hard to mark, admiring the fluttering eyelashes as I roll my eyes from the intense pleasure, pushing my legs apart forcefully, forcing my hips to be embraced by the painfully suffocating heat of our encounter. - There's no going back after giving your soul to the devil. I'm captivated by the mischievous smile she gives me pushing her hips high curling her legs and crossing her ankles on my fucking ass. - I count on it.

“You should have thought twice before trying to make a deal with the devil. Once you make a deal with the devil, there's no going back." His voice is so deep and husky. Is he referring to himself as a devil? I can't help but think that he's one. His presence alone is ready to make you tremble in fear. I still wonder where I got the courage to ask this man to be my boyfriend. I always saw him from a distance and the only day I was close to him was the day I asked him to be my boyfriend. I saw a surprised look that flickered in his eyes. I'm sure he was surprised that a girl like me wants to make a deal with him.

"We both know that's not what you want. You're getting a taste for being my prisoner, little girl... literally." "You're an arrogant piece of shit!" She smacks my chest indignantly. "Yes, I am! And this arrogant sick man is going to give you the best orgasm of your life." Her laughter escapes her mouth, heating my skin. "Seeing to believe, Trashy Devil." Burn me alive in all fucking hells! Before me I have the bloody Lilith in person. She's screwing me, she's going to keep doing it for as long as I screw her. What remains is to see who ends up more screwed at the end. Because on that issue I don't think anyone in the world can beat me.

She ran away and left her alone in the hands of this demon. She looked at Eric who had a devilish smile on his face, then stared down at her stomach. ‘Maybe you were meant to be a mafia after all.’

“But be warned, Eldrick. A deal with the devil rarely ends as expected.” Meanwhile, back in her chambers, Hazel paced, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. The news of her impending marriage to a man known as “the Devil King” had spread faster than wildfire. Her closest companion, Evelyn, stood by the door, her arms crossed and an amused smile quirking her lips. “So,” Evelyn said, tilting her head with a smirk. “How does it feel to be betrothed to the most fearsome man in the kingdom?” Hazel shot her a glare, though a laugh escaped her lips despite herself. “Fearsome is an understatement, Evelyn. They say he’s ruthless and heartless. Do you know what they call him? The Devil King!”

“Of course he does. The Devil always does.” He blinked at her, unsure if she was joking. She leaned in slightly, adjusting the collar near his neck as she whispered, “Listen to me, cher garçon. The Devil cannot be understood, nor can he be coerced. You may think he loves, you may think he destroys, but really, it is all the same to him. It is all just… instinct.” Her eyes flicked toward Kain, who was now idly folding a page from one of his documents into neat, exact creases. “Keep your guard, mon ange. Always. You will be fine if you remember that.”

Did he just say they want to turn my best friend into one of their sluts? “Excuse me?” I ask, needing to make sure I heard him right before I lose my shit. “She either becomes an old lady or a Souleater,” Devil repeats, serious, like he didn’t just sign his own death warrant. I stand, pushing my chair back so hard it falls. My mind blanks. Tunnel vision kicks in. My breathing slows. The rage vanishes. I go cold. “You want to use my best friend for your little fuckfests?” My voice is calm. Detached. Ice-cold.

My eyes darted to her tablet, it was a grainy, long-lens photo of a man emerging from a black car. Even in pixels, he commanded the space around him. He was tall,broad-shouldered, black hair and grey eyes. Lucien Alexander. The tabloids called him “The devil.” I looked back at Lina, and shrugged. “So?” I said, a teasing lilt in my voice. “You want to date him?” I gave an eyebrow waggle, knowing full well how ridiculous it was. Dating Lucien Alexander? Impossible. The rumors didn’t just say he was difficult, they said he was the devil’s own son. “Obviously,” I finished, the humor fading into simple fact. “That man is a no-go zone.”