Simple Devil Makeup Male Novels & Stories

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

Liam. He was dressed in a pristine, charcoal-gray tailored suit, his golden-blond hair perfectly styled, his handsome face curved into a cruel smile. He looked like a prince who had accidentally wandered into hell. But I knew the truth. He was the devil himself. His eyes, a pale, icy blue, raked down my body. They took in the smeared makeup, the oversized, faded black t-shirt, the tiny velvet shorts and the platform boots.

I made a deal with the Devil. My soul, in exchange for seven days on earth after I died. The eleventh hour after my death happened to fall on our third wedding anniversary. The moment I walked through the door, he had just come home from another woman's place. He had an anniversary gift waiting for me. A set of sapphires. But the card tucked beside them bore another woman's name. I spotted a pale lavender hair tie in his hand. Once, I would have fought him over a hair tie like that, all the way from the front hall to the study. This time, I said nothing. It was him who froze instead, staring at me like I was a stranger. "You didn't used to be like this. I almost miss the way you used

I clicked on the speaker icon and continued. “He doesn't deserve you, girl. You are too pretty to be with a man that doesn't deserve you.” She sniffed. “Girl, thank you so much. I sent you an invite, there is a party tomorrow night at skylord and it's an all masked party. Make sure you dress sexy, I can't wait for the fun.” “Okay, I will, bye.” I pressed on the red icon on the screen. I minimized my phone and checked the invite. My eyes landed on an image that looked like Lily's figure, I couldn't see her face but the figure looked familiar.

This must be my conscience. He is right. I should put an end to this. “You coward! What? You’re already standing outside a jewelry store, what are you going to do? Break her heart again? And besides, there is nothing wrong in fantasizing. You’re the king of self-control. You already lost her once. Do not lose her again…. Get the ring and enjoy the fake marriage. Do not listen to the saint.” Dressed in black and red with tiny horns, he looked like a gigolo but with those horns, I can tell he is the devil mini me.

” “ You don't say. Why don't…we check? “ I said sexily, apparently sex starved. He laughed as he put the silicone mask back on. I hated seeing his face disappear under that fake skin, but we didn’t have a choice. It was needed for our revenge. --- NOW, IN THE PRESENT… Derrick stepped out of the shadows again just like earlier, except this time he didn’t remove the mask. He stood behind Devon, who was just waking up from his beauty coma. “Hey,” I asked him quietly. “Are you taking it off? He already looks half blind. He won’t notice.” But he didn’t move. He kept his eyes locked on Devon’s back. Devon kept groaning since he proved resistive and fell on the floor. But on seeing my face, he paus

She rolled her eyes. “You look less innocent today?” His smirk deepened. Without warning, he reached forward and— Snatched the scrunchie from her hair. Her long, wavy locks spilled free, cascading over her shoulders. A soft, satisfied hum left his lips. “Don’t ever wear a ponytail in front of other men,” he murmured, his voice dipping into something dangerously low. “You look damn hot.” Hema’s breath hitched. Mark tried so hard not to overheard their conversation by working on his tab but he couldn’t as the flight is so silent.

"Maybe.. because she knows that going against you will not benefit her?" "Or maybe.. she has some other plans in her mind." saying this, Zayn took a smoke and blew the air out of his lips. "She is too smart to be convinced so easily." "Hah, she won't dare to play games with a man like you." another man commented when he took a sip of the wine from his glass and stared at the girls near the pole. Their cleavage was visible, and the guy passed them a seductive smirk. The ladies did not slow down and brought another bottle of wine, pouring his glass by themselves.

They all look pale and exhausted on the corner of their lips is a blood stain. All thanks to the brave stance each of them took trying to suppress the king's beast that has become feral since two full days. The night after he visited the DeHaven maid's room. king Xerxes ended up making another visit to the prince’s room. Unfortunately or fortunately for him,he was not disappointed because the prince possesses the kiss of the devil's star on his nape. A mark that could only be found on his soulmate.