Novel & Cerita My Girlfriend Is A Devil

“You look beautiful. That’s why you can’t entertain me.” The woman held the devil’s arm. The latter’s expression instantly darkened. “I don’t like your touch. Take your hand off me before I chop it off.” “You crazy son of a bitch!” she hissed and let go. His Grace just grinned and waved goodbye. He was about to walk away when he heard the human whisper something. “That wench! If I see her again, I will scratch her face! How dare that filthy woman spoil the fun?!” In an instant, the human coughed up blood. The devil glared at her. “I am the only one who is allowed to bully her. Say those words one more time and I’m going to rip your throat. Now, get out! All of you!”

I'm not that little boy who would put his family name to shame for a woman. especially with the devil's daughter.

Mom asks out of partial curiosity as she sinks into the couch, her legs crossed on the island table. "She's old, full of wrinkles, and can barely lift a cup, and me?" I give a little twirl, "I am young, succulent, and beautiful. A typical Aphrodite's rebirth and might I add, a goddess in bed." I wink at the last part and she makes a gagging expression. "You need prayers, Adelina," she shakes her head, "In fact, you are a lost cause. A full session of exorcism can't even save you."

It's true that it's ugly for us to sleep with each other and with others at the same time, I like the idea of us being exclusive. Oh, the devil is a damn bastard because as soon as I have one man, he makes another one appear like magic, he can't leave me alone, he can't let me be with just one, I can't play with two because then I'll be left smelling my finger, it's certain that both will leave. +

Would I be able to handle that? Especially after keeping myself so fucking locked up for so long? She rubbed my cheek once more, her eyes searching into mine, staring deep into the edges of my soul. “ Fuck Igor, Fuck the world and fuck my fucked up brain.” She cursed and there was something about the way she said it that scratched a part of my brain. She sounded so cute but yet hot. “ I want you to show me darkness, try me and see if I can handle it.” The space between us felt too big so I closed it, placing my hand at the small of her waist. My gaze lingered on her lips. “ Are you sure, Cara Mia?”

“Tell me, how many nights has she slept beside you, thinking you’re just a cursed soul in need of love? What will she do when she sees what you really are?” I turned fast, slamming him into the wall, though my hand passed halfway through him, half shadow, half flesh. “Stay away from her.” Mordecai’s grin didn’t falter. “You can’t threaten me with the same anger that made me. You forget, Azrael, I am you. The part that slaughtered your blood, the part that smiled while the world burned.” “Not anymore.” He leaned close, his whisper colder than winter. “You can dress it in softer colors, share a bed, pretend the devil deserves love, but you and I know what’s coming. Nine months left, remember?

I couldn’t exactly give James’ credit to Devon. Tania couldn’t believe it. She looked between me and Devon. He looked at me. I mouthed, “Please.” He sighed. “Yeah. Belle is my girlfriend.” “Now that that’s out of the way, maybe you can give us some privacy, Tania.” Devon said. “Please.” “Unbelievable.” She glared at me, her chest heaving. “I’ll be taking one of these.” She grabbed a bouquet and stormed out. Devon turned to me. “Well, that was something.”

As I slipped the ring onto her finger, her hand trembled in mine, and she brought her other hand up to her mouth, trying to stifle the sobs that threatened to escape. But the tears kept coming, and I could see the joy and relief spreading across her face. "Yes," she finally managed to say, her voice choked with emotion. "Yes, I'll be yours, I want to be the girlfriend of the devil; for the world only if they knew who actually their devil is,"