Simple Devil Makeup Male Novels & Stories

Pragmatic Marriage will bind them together. She fell but he didn't catch her, yet she still stayed. Not until a revelation wrecked her heart out. A secret that was kept as a hidden agenda revealed and it ruined everything between them. She left with a heavy baggage - a baggage she never expect to have in life, a baggage that made her a strong independent woman.

They've taken my father. They'll take me next unless I comply with their demands. Taking down the most powerful man in Italy. Cato Marino. The man is accompanied by his security team everywhere he goes. His fortress in Tuscany is impenetrable. He's the most paranoid man in the country. And there's no possibility I'll be able to take him down alone. If I want to save my father, I only have one option. To get into Cato's bed...and stay there.

“You're annoying. I can't even spank you. Get up.” “Do it.” I was dying to be manhandled by this man. “I can't. You don't want that and when we finish, you'll hate me. Get up." “Making decisions for me already as always?” I rolled my eyes. “Yes. Get. Up.” “No.” My anger reached boiling point. I did get up, but I reached for my pants instead. I'm leaving. “Oh no you don't. Come here.” He grabbed me, then pushed me to the wall. My wrists were suddenly above my head, My chest rose and fell erratically in anticipation. My face was against the wall and I had my back to him. “You want to be treated like a whore. okay. I'll fuck you so good, you'll never ask for it again. If you cry to me, I'll send you to Selena.” I breathed hard. “Accepted?” “Fuck you, Varce Bosta.” I spat, and I already knew the asshole was grinning even though I couldn't see his face. “That's it baby.” Then he pushed in, hard and deep. I saw stars. …… I infiltrated a biker den, disguised as a boy to kill the man that killed my mom. I'm her second daughter, and now the heir to my mother's wealth since my sister is also missing, presumed dead. Turns out he suddenly lost his memories and he was also the hot stranger I had a one night stand with, the same night my mother got assassinated. He gave the orders to kill her. I planned to put a bullet through his head, but I couldn't let him die guiltless with lost memories. I'll stick around till he regains it. What I didn't expect was to fall for him and the sinful orgasms he gave me when he found out my true identity.

"I'd rather die than be your secret." Elian is a defective, scentless wolf. Cillian is the ruthless Lycan King who just slaughtered his pack. When they meet in the bloodstained snow, the fated mate bond snaps into place. Disgusted by his weak, useless mate, the King throws Elian into the freezing dungeons to suffer. But Elian is hiding a deadly secret: he is a rare male Omega, swallowing toxic pills to hide his scent and survive. When the poison finally fails and his agonizing heat breaks, his intoxicating scent floods the palace. The tyrant realizes his fatal mistake. He will burn the world to protect his precious Omega. But Elian is done bowing.

An androgynous detective punished by the law will find himself trapped in the hands of a possessive criminal. ***** Bright, an arrogant detective with a beautiful face, starts to live a hellish life after his sister's mysterious abduction. His desperation for money brings him to a terrible nightmare he can never escape from. He is sentenced to two years in prison where the criminals he put there himself is currently lock up. He instantly becomes the new prey of the hungry predators. Cole, a notorious criminal who mysteriously turned himself to authorities, hears about his "favorite" detective's imprisonment. He immediately offers protection to the poor detective on one condition. Bright will be his slave. Will the haughty detective accept the devil's offer? or he will just let himself suffer for two years and hope to make it out alive?

BLURB She was collateral—payment for a debt her uncle never intended to repay. Dragged into Don Rossini’s glittering casino as leverage, Cleopatra thought she had reached the depths of hell. Until the night rival gunfire shattered the empire and she ran straight into the arms of something far worse. Desperate and terrified, she collided with a powerful stranger in the chaos. Not knowing who he was, she begged him to save her—offering anything, everything, to escape Rossini’s grasp. Valentine Corenza didn’t save her. He claimed her. From that moment, there was no escape. No mercy. No choice. In the opulent cage of glass and steel, Valentine keeps her as his. His gaze follows her like a shadow, his touch brands her, his presence consumes her. The ruthless shadow king rules her world with ice in his veins and fire in his possession. She belongs to him now—body, soul, and every fractured breath. Cleopatra is no longer collateral. She is his obsession. His prize. His captive. He will burn empires to keep what is his. He would take anyone out including his own family in order to save her. She tries all she could to keep calm the storms in her chest whenever he stands close to her. And she has no option of ever leaving the devil who answered her plea. The only question left is how long it will take before the line between fear and forbidden desire completely disappears.

Amberly, the daughter of the head warrior, thought her life was perfect. She's dating the Alpha's son, she's a medical miracle by having a twin brother. But there's one very important she hasn't told anyone. She's cursed. But when the Devil Alpha comes hunting her down, will she reveal her secret or will she sacrifice herself to protect the people that she loves?

The Devil You Called Grimace. Hunger. Love like a curse. They say some doors open only once. She opened hers with three red candles, a drop of blood, and a whisper. Lonely nights, overdue rent, and a heart too heavy to carry — that’s all it took to call him through. Malik. The man made of smoke, shadow, and everything her prayers forgot to protect her from. He came smiling, with promises sweet as sin — protection, money, revenge. Every favor he gave her tasted like salvation until she realized he was feeding on her, one piece at a time. A memory here. A dream there. Her laughter swallowed whole. Now he’s the warmth in her sheets and the whisper in her nightmares. The devil she named, the lover she can’t unmake. Because Malik wasn’t summoned. He was chosen. And love — the kind that burns red under candlelight — always demands a body to keep it alive.

[YOU HAVE TRANSMIGRATED INTO A VILLAINESS FATED TO DIE.] I was supposed to obsess over the Alpha King, scheme against the heroine, and meet my end at the execution block. Instead, I rewrote the story. I chose Pierre Ashbourne—the neglected second male lead I once pitied as a reader—and spent three years helping him rebuild his dying pack, believing I had finally changed my fate. Then he abandoned me at our mating ceremony for his first love, the heroine. Now, the system has given me only one way home, restore the original ending by pushing the heroine back into the arms of the ruthless Alpha King, Hades. But the more I try to complete the story, the more these leads are getting out of character! What should I do?

"Do anyone have reasons why this couples shouldn't get married?" The priest had asked. The bride found the question not necessary because she was sure there was no one against their union, but surprisingly to her, three masked men harmed to the teeth stepped into the church and their presence alone sent shivers down the spines of everyone. "We are against this union." One of them said grumpily. "Who-who are you... And why-why are you against this union?" The priest managed to ask. "Because our boss can't stand his lady getting married to someone else" His reply left everyone dumfounded. ***** After moving out of the orphanage with her friends, Rebecca decided to start afresh and forget everything about her dark past, including everyone associated with it. Her life was the perfect definition of peacefulness, she had learned to leave peacefully and happily with her friends. She found love and everything was going smoothly, not until the day of her wedding which was supposed to be her happiest day. At the last moment of getting married, unknown gunmen stormed the church, and abducted her, leaving everyone dumfounded. When she woke up the next day, she found herself in the devil's lair, the devil who haunted her in her dreams, the devil who once took what belonged to her. Her breath seized at that instant and she had to remind herself that whatever sin she would sin now would be killing the devil, not falling for him like she did in the past. But will she be able to betray her heart? Will the devil let her kill him? And will he surrender to her vengeance, or does he have a trap waiting in the shadows?