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he said finally, his voice low, a whisper that sent shivers down her spine, “you will learn that ownership is absolute. And the sooner you accept it… the less painful it will be.” Her hands balled into fists. Anger and fear warred within her. “this place is worse than hell” she whispered, though even she could hear the uncertainty in her own voice. He stepped back, watching her, his expression unreadable, perfectly composed. “Hell?” he said softly. “that was just a reminder that you were owned by a devil, don't let me show you how I punish those who try to defy me. That is all. In time, Yesha Elaine, you will understand that obedience is safe… and that resistance is nothing but illusion.”

He then opened a book he had and read: The devil had 10 kids One got away To search for the girl with no Furiyu The girl with no Furiyu is in search of a book The book that will tell her destiny

He ferociously glared at her, shooting daggers out of his eyes in hopes of killing Veronica in one strike. Before she could comprehend what was happening, she was now on the bed with Sebastian atop her, propping his hand on the bed as he glared at her beneath him. "Oh really? Do you want to try and see if it's pleasing to the body?" He asked sinisterly, an evil grin threatening to be released from his face. For once, Veronica stiffened as her back drenched in sweat. It was then she realized she had sucessfully angered the great devil. Not wanting to lose the battle, she pretended to be unaffected as she twirled the corner of his sleeves pyjamas seductively while batting her lashes.

We will send the demons back to where they belong, but first we will make them live in the torture we create for them. *** This is the end 😭 but there is more in Book 2, My Devil's side, which is seven years in the future and is the last and final book to this story. I will load it in this book as the next chapter so it all together. Thank you for taking this journey with my characters and I hope you enjoyed. I love all the comments and gems. I truly appreciate the support. I hope to see you in my next book 😚

She felt the hard, rough skin, the muscles tensing under her touch. She grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head, forcing them to break the kiss for just a moment. The second the shirt hit the floor, her hands went to her own belt. She undid the buckle quickly, then started working on the buttons of her dress. One. Two. Three. Then she slipped out of it, letting it pool at her feet. Bernard's eyes raked over her… her skin, her curves, the black lace bra and underwear she was wearing.

Did this demon want . After the words had subsided, a black mist appeared in the devil's hand. This cleared up again, however, and in his hand was a thick, black book, which opened as if by itself and presented the content written in red. Godric stepped back a little. He had read and heard a lot about it. Some had something like this as an accessory, satanists as a set of rules and now, probably for the first time, it was conjured up by the devil himself in front of a person! "No way! Put the book away again! Such a book, soiled with sin, will not be read in my presence! ”Godric shouted, a slight panic in his voice. The dark aura of the book could be felt clearly. It went through his marrow

He believed there is no such Angel for Devil There's no such LOVE where Devil is smitten He turned into Devil was not in search of an Angel Never in his life he thought he would found it one Not definitely in his world where only Devil's reside Not definitely under moon where breeze blew kisses Baby I Wanna tell you a story Sorry if I bore you with mine It's a story of a Devil and his Angel She's everything which he's not He's sin where she's boon Ho baby tell me what was his fault He was child with castles of dreams, a happy go child who wanted a life which he could call it Peace Ho baby tell me what was his fault the world made him Devil He stayed far watching her smile, She was his word,

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

Her eyes looked down and she asked in a whisper, “What thorough discussion are we going to have?” Dark amusement gripped me and I turned us around, until she was beneath me with my hard côck pressed into her soft folds. “We will get to that later, let me check how much you enjoyed what you heard.” And when I slid deep into her cûnt, my little devil was more than wet. . A. Gupta Note: I added my book in the competition. Don't forget to vote by pressing gems and leave reviews on the 'About the Book' page for other readers. You can check in in 'Devil Mafia with a soft heart'.

And it's ironic because that day was the first day he ever truly called my name with compassion. Blinking away the memory, I bend over the sink and splash water on my face, a devilish grin on. Maybe Papa was right when he said I was from the devil. Else, which child would tie her father to his favorite wooden chair and set him on fire? I felt nothing that day, even though I had a beating heart. I didn't pity him, even though I had a soul that was meant to be kind. Then again, maybe I was once an angel, a mockingbird killed by the wickedness of the ones I loved the most. Maybe it was Papa that turned me into the devil I became today.