Satan And Me Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I growled. "Do NOT growl at me, Stazie, I will punish you." He barked in full rage, but as fast as his rage started, it had ended. With shaking hands I opened the folder. Shock filled my being as I read the first line. It was a sex contract filled with all kinds of perversions and clauses. My mouth was open and closing like a fish trying to breath out of water. Was this man forreal right now. This better just be some sick joke. "Are you fucking with me right now?" I asked in complete disbelief. He shook his head with a hint of amusement. I'm glad my anger was amusing to him.

Reyn was staring at me, disappointment written all over his face. “What? I didn’t kill someone,” I took a step forward and images flooded my brain again. Memories not mine, yet it was mine. I sat by the river, happily packing clay into my bowl, then I suddenly froze when someone touched me. I snapped and pushed the person into the river. Just brief flashes of a life I never lived, or rather, the original Serena lived. “System,” I called, but there was no answer. “System, don’t you dare ditch me now,” I called again, but what followed was a glitching mechanical voice.

I can see his face, not clearly due to the darkness but his features are strikingly elegant with a touch of evil in his eyes. I am too consumed by him to think otherwise. I feel his hard bulge against my stomach as he growls, “See that, sugar? Imagine when it goes inside you and you scream with pleasure.” I spit in anger, trying to distract myself from thinking about it and giving him this satisfaction. “Over my dead body…”

What's scary is that I almost allowed myself to get lost in them. But what's even more terrifying is that I liked what I did. He liked what I did, scratch that loved. This is weird, I'm starting to freak out. I clear my throat then quickly brush past Saint making my way out of the room but actually I'm distancing myself from him. For my sake. "I want you to wear it. So everyone can admire you, knowing that you're all mine and I'm the one whose fucking you." Heat licks my bones at the thought of Saint inside of me.

Earlier, I hadn't been sure that I would go ahead with my plan, but as I stood before this beast, my mind was made up. I'd rather end my own life than let Sergio Abate lay his filthy hands on me. I was dead anyway when he discovered my lack of virginity, so why not save myself from death at his cruel hands? "Do you, Sergio, take Viviana Materazzi to be your lawful wedded wife, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and health, and until death do you part?" The priest's voice cut through my reverie. The corners of the fat man's eyes crinkled as a malicious smile split his face. "I do."

"..maybe he came back for me. I hate how naive my heart is, that even when I am already aware of the things that he did to me, I still couldn't help but hope for him to treat me as his own daughter finally. Finally. But no..." She let go of the hug before looking at Sane. "No one really wants me, right, Sane? No one really wants Seleen who brings misfortune, who is the spawn of the devil. I've tried to be alright, I promise, but these thoughts keep crawling back like spiders, sticky spiders, no matter how hard I try. They keep coming back in my dreams. And I keep seeing someone dying because of me."

After he left I found out he was Natalie's older brother Santino, but everyone calls him Saint. He was obviously not a Saint like his name suggested. He has killed more people than I could count and he has ruined the lives of many more. He was the devil himself. Well, that's what Natalie said, not that I cared about that, I need to stay as far away from him as i possibly could, until i run away from here. But where do I go after I run?

"You do not want a kiss, how about you get down on all fours, my sweet vixen?" My ears pique in shock. I risk a glance at him and gone is my amused husband, in his place is a part of him I do not recognize. There is something burning in his gaze as he stares at me — lust. I am trembling under his scrutiny. He steps away from me. "I do not like to repeat myself, Lilith so do as I say if you do not want to see what I would do to you for not listening to me." I can take the yelling and the whips anytime, but this? Do I even have a choice now? After all, my Father knew what he was doing when he made me and not Riya the sacrificial lamb.

Satanika demanded as she got on top of Liam and gave him a hand job bringing back his deflated dick to life. She slowly lowered herself on top till it hit a point that made her roll her eyes and tremble. She started to ride on him slowly then quickly as they both moaned loudly. Addy crawled up to Liam and then adjusted her pussy to his face she rode him slowly and Liam dipped his tongue to her pussy. Satanika was hitting that spot so much that she was seeing stars as her eyes rolled and her breath quickened. "Yes fuck me harder." She shouted as she hastened her speed.

VICTORIA'S POV : I bent in front of his God the Satan. I look at him and he said " HAIL TO THE SATAN WHO CREATED ME AND WHO IS FEEDING ME. " I look down and repeat after him. He made me stand up and said " You have to lend me your body in three days and set your soul free ok. Your soul will be with Satan. " I made the mist stupid decision of my life by playing that game. I close my eyes and let the destiny go it's way. He took me with him and said " From now on you are My God's thing. "