Pride Is The Devil Novels & Stories

Henry's POV --- "You freak! Watch where you're going!" An angry woman snarled at me and I couldn't help but shrink due to the intensity of her voice. I immediately panicked since the people that were passing started to stare at us. 'This is all my fault, I should have looked at where I was going.' I blamed myself in my head as she continued cursing at me. All I could do was lower my head to avoid the shame. "Hey human plastic! Fuck off will you!" A shout suddenly penetrated my ears, and I slowly tilted my head a little to see who it was.

After a disbelieving beat ticked by, I allowed my gaze to travel to the lazy bastard, who lounged in his chair and, I knew fromexperience, had full use of both of his hands. “Sloth is a sin,” I said, my gaze narrowed. “So is pride,” he returned. “In fact, it’s believed to be the deadliest of themall.” Ugh. Now I had to serve him, or I was the greater sinner. I hated whoever took the time to teach this man the Bible. I dropped my fork and forced a smile. “Tea or water, D’yavol?” Elbow resting on the armof his chair, he ran a thumb across his jaw like he was thinking about it. Ahint of pleasure sparkled in his eyes at the demeaning situation he’d put me in.

I looked up at him and I immediately forgot about how embarrassed I was. He's so damn handsome and that must be what devils look like. I thought to myself. Devils, in real life, don't have horns. Otherwise, it will be too easy to identify them in the crowd. Instead, they've got a pretty face, a hot body, and countless amounts of money to buy the whole universe. They walk the walk and talk the talk. Then, before you know it, bang, you become their puppet with their hand in your ass. Urg. Not a very pleasant thought. Definitely not pleasant.

"I'm fine." "You're eating half a meat pie for lunch Leo." "I said I'm fine Junior." Junior pulled it back with a long sigh. He knew better than to push. Leo's pride was the one thing that years of poverty had not managed to strip from him and everybody at the yard knew to respect that boundary even when it was painful to watch.

He shook his head desperately, not understanding. Liam smirked at the sight of his confusion. “Do you even know who’s standing in front of you?” The man quickly shook his head. “Hmmm… I’ll tell you,” Liam said with a cruel smile. “You’ve heard of the devil, haven’t you? That’s me. Welcome to my hell.” The man’s legs trembled uncontrollably as fresh urine soaked his trousers. His heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst from his chest. He had heard the rumors, the stories of the devil, but he never thought he would face him one day.

I think he already figured out what I was actually thinking. After dinner, I will let Larissa play with these knives then. CONAN’S POV Max doesn’t look like himself at all. He was like the son of the devil that was brought here on earth to punish the sinners. I never saw him flinch when the gun blow up and was in awe to see the blood dripping from Rick’s legs. He was unstoppable. It’s like if I react, I might end up dead as well. But things will only get worse once Hugo arrives. Even only with Max, it’s like time was moving so slowly.

Dancing scantily clad was embarrassing for her, but her dignity was always preserved. However, she never assumed that by dancing in that place she would meet that dark and dangerous man, who would drag her into his hell. That man has the seven deadly sins, greed, gluttony, pride, envy, anger, lust and the worst of all... pride. With that you can describe the kind of person he is, or how she will see him. He will be her torment and hell, a very hot one that Lillie Watson will fall into. Dante Mancini, known in the mob as the Devil, since by his works in the organization where he is the leader, is the most cruel and ruthless in taking revenge.

We pulled away when I realized that he was straddling me. I blushed at the position. "I want you so badly right now. But I will wait for you until you are ready." he said stroking my cheeks. He was about to get off when I stopped him. I looked up at his eyes, staring at them. "I'm ready." I said as I stared into his eyes. "You sure?" he asked. Without answering him, I pulled him into a kiss. I gave myself to him that night. We became one. I gave myself to the devil. I was arranged to the devil.

what a cop out, I decided to dance with the devil by myself and now that his fingers are tipping my chin up with tears rolling down the sides; i look for somebody else to blame. he's a hundred sins wrapped into one, each layer falls from brawny shoulders the closer I get. funny, isn't it? the devil himself has come to take me to salvation. if he was to drag me through the depths of hades in exchange of another kiss; I'd carve the shape of your lips into my throne.

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j