Novel The Devil Touch Novels & Stories

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

' In real those men were gifting his soul to the Devil, and the Devil was that silhouette. And The Devil never accepts a gift which doesn't scream for mercy. ************************** ************************** Guys kindly vote for the book. I hope you all are enjoying the book. Lemme know in the comment section. Love you all!!!

“Those pretty eyes can’t stop following Lisa. You’re thinking, ‘what kind of assholes would make someone in her condition work for them?’ Am I right?” “No, I was…” “Well, that is what happened when you think of messing with me. It didn’t take more than two bullets. Yours will be a worse fate if you dare me, I assure you,” the devil dropped before lifting his cup of coffee to his lips. He did it to her? Of course. The food in my mouth suddenly nauseated me, and I pushed it down with a forceful gulp of water. “Excuse me.” I shot up from my chair and left.

Her enemies will burn worlds to stop her. And deep inside her… a child grows stronger. A child who has already killed once. A child who speaks forbidden spells from the womb. A child destined to save creation — or end it. In Book Two of The Devil You Called series, Sarai must choose: Fight to keep her humanity… or embrace the darkness inside her and become exactly what the realms fear: The mother of the end. Chapter one Absolutely — here is Book Two: The Devil You Carry — Chapter One, continuing seamlessly from the shock of the last chapter. This chapter sets the tone of the new book, deepens the danger, raises the stakes, and shows the first real awakening of the child’s power.

Though not as bulky as the Hulk beside me, I could see the lean and powerful muscles beneath his clothes, ensuring an aesthetic nature while also maximising sreneth over bulk. "Miss, Gina?" he called, pulling me out my reverie. "Are you okay?" "Um, yeah," I nodded. "Thank you for having me, Mr Devon Fenrir." "You can simply call me Devon," he smiled charmingly. I did my best to ignore that warm smile and his easy-going nature and remind myself that this was the face of the monster who has been making the lives of my family a living hell for a while now. "I would like to get straight to the point if you would allow me?" I said once I sat down.

Maybe start planning my next escape for real this time. And then—he did something that caught me off guard. Ronan Blackwood, the Devil himself, squatted in front of me. Not stood. Not loomed. Squatted. Eye level. Holding two glasses of wine in his large hands. “What’s the problem?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it. I looked away. “I’m fine,” I muttered.

"I'm a Devil . All things are possible." Win looked at him then, his gaze telling Adom something that the Devil could not quite understand, but a pool of warmth formed in his stomach. It was an unfamiliar sensation, but not altogether unwelcome. He smiled, stealing another kiss and deepening their connection. His hand came up and cupped Win face as the Angel reached over and clutched his shirt. A snap of Adom fingers had them naked and Win shivered as his newly bared flesh was hit by the cool air of the room.

And if he wants something he can do anything to make it his. what happen when the devil laid his eyes on a girl and decided to make the girl his? ➖➖➖➖➖ °•°•°•°•°•° ➖➖➖➖➖ COPYRIGHT ' Devil's Addiction ' All rights reserved. All Rights Reserved. No part of This book May be reproduced in any shape or form, without the writer's consent Events and characters Portrayed in This book is fictional. Any Similarities To a real person, living or dead,

A thread of envy that pulled tight every time the Devil’s hands mapped the mortal’s body like a territory, every time those claws dragged over soft skin Caelum had only seen in flashes—hanging from the cross, drenched in sweat and pain, eyes too bright and stubborn for someone who should have broken. Now that same soft skin flushed under a different kind of heat. Under a different kind of strain. He watched the Devil’s hands settle on her hips, fingers spanning her so easily. He watched them slide up, over her ribs, around her waist, down again. Greedy. Possessive. Intimate. Every touch a claim. Caelum’s throat felt dry as bone dust.

Now that we’ve marked the end of the story, I feel excited to announce my upcoming novel titled, “The CEO’s contract lover”. The novel would revolve around the protagonists, Nina Santiago and Jayden Luxton, introduced in the previous chapter. (P.S.: It’s not a sequel to ‘Trouble with the Devil’ however, you might see some characters of TWTD in the novel.) Hope you guys would love and support the novel in the same way as you’ve been doing to TWTD.