Quickly Wear The Face Of The Devil Novels & Stories

The devil stood there still in the human form, wearing a tuxedo. He looked so handsome and charming that a genuine smile automatically appeared on my lips looking at him. He smiled back as he walked to me. “It’s been a long time, I have worn a suit.”He said, looking nervous while scratching his neck. “You look too handsome,” I said as I fixed the bow at his neck. “Ella,” The devil held my hand that was fixing his bow and then he kissed it with love. “If there is anything bothering you, please tell me.”His words seem like a plea that I don’t understand at all.

He couldn't look in his eyes due to the fear of how he might react at the unfortunate event. "Okay" the Devil said after breathing deeply. "I want you to find a way how I can put this in a lot of people at the same time" he walked outward. "And you have only two hours to do that" he completed as he walked away. "I think I already found a way" he called back his attention. "There is a way to do that" "That is fast and....sweet" the Devil was obviously happy as he walked back to him with fast paces.

"I've always thought fallen angels are like you and me, the fallen ones, of course, because the angels of light, I believe, are spirits. If the fallen ones are on Earth, why wouldn't they be human like us? Obviously, they have some powers." "You know what, Mark? That's okay, it's just as you say," the teacher cut him off from speaking further, although Mark seemed about to say something else, but then the bell rang. I breathed a sigh of relief. However, as I packed my things into my bag, I kept pondering the same question Mark had asked. Are those demons like us? Thinking about it, I felt my skin crawl. So, I dismissed the thought. As I walked out into the hallway, I bumped into Alessa and K

I twisted the door knob open an flinched at the sight. Rico was at the top of a lady looking half naked. They were both mumbling and kissing each other,unware of my presence. Rico loosed his belt and was about pulling his trouser when yelled.. STOP!!!! they both look at me and continue make out

“Another shirt ruined.” Olivia stood, her mouth agape in shock. Cassandra stood, backlit by the sun setting. Her hair wild, the left side of her white shirt hung loose from her pants, blood soaked her sleeve, and a man lay at her feet. When Cassandra looked up she was shocked to find herself lost in blue eyes. The rumours that she was cold was far from the truth. She was heat, white, hot heat. And Olivia feared she’d be burned alive is she didn’t get away. Something must have shown on her face. Cassandra straightened and stared at her in challenge. The devil behind the cold eyes a deep contrast. “I want to go home.”

He said softly. The music finally ended and Mia walked away from him, curtsying and exiting the room. She breathed in the night air, trying to calm her heart. 'Damn you, you bloody cursed man!' she cussed the Grand Duke, or rather The Devil. "I know I'm cursed." The devil spaidand Mia jumped, looking around, her hand on her chest. Radna couldn't help but look at her hand, just above her cleavage. Mia had a much larger bust than Lily. In fact, he couldn't even remember Lily very well...

The only woman who it took to make me Human was dead, now, I was going to be the devil they always accused me of. The first one came at me with a spear, hesitated—just a second—but that second was enough time for me, I ducked low and drove my sword through his gut, twisting until I felt the resistance snap. He crumpled before he could even scream. The others hesitated just for a moment, enough to see the look in my eyes. Enough to feel it ;the shift. This wasn’t Azrael the bastard, this wasn’t Azrael the weird child, This was the thing they created.

the music continued, and I sang along. I was called a psychopath by most people, and I don't dispute it. Another scream echoed, and I took a deep breath. It gave me a different type of feeling. I want to savor his screen. He is having a cigarette burn on his skin and face. I dropped the cigarette stick on the ground and stamped it. “That's enough,” I say, walking towards them. He had stains of blood on his face. His fingers were smashed, and blood dripped from them. I inhaled the metallic smell sharply.

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.’

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.