Sleeping With The Devil Novels & Stories

They stood there for a beat, just holding one another, and Adom had to shake himself free of the strange longing that was beginning to invade his mind. "Why don't we take this to the bed," he suggested, hands beginning to tug on Win shirt. The Angel nodded and pulled it off, his own hands unbuttoning Adom jacket, but the Devil was far too impatient for that. He banished it with a flourish of magic that had Win chuckling softly. The Angel hopped up on the bed, scooting back until his back was to the pillows. Adom followed after him, crawling over that long lean body like a predator. They shared a grin before the Devil leaned over and again kissed his Angel .

It was an early morning with sun rays penetrating into a storey building in which a certain hunk of a man was sleeping on his bed with over 5 hot babes over him.It was obvious that he had served them good because they all wore that satisfactory smile of blossomed women. The man who could satisfy 5 women in one night had to be a god or simply the Devil.It was no one else but the devious and handsome Asmodeus,the Devil and king of hell.He was relaxing in the embrace of all these women until something hit him.He just remembered what today was.This was supposed to be his first day as Maria's boss.He rose from the bed that instant breaking free of the firm hold of the ladies who had seen what he

No, he must have whispered insidious suggestions into her ears, like a serpent in paradise, leading her astray. “Are you talking about me?” A deep, unsettling voice slithered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. Without thinking, I blurted out, “No, I’m talking about that devil, Ryker,” before the chilling realization struck me: someone was in my room, sitting on my bed, right behind me. A wave of goosebumps erupted across my skin, and a scream tore from my throat. But before it could fully escape, the "devil" lunged forward, a strong hand clamping over my mouth.

Dear Nicole, You may think that you can run from me but you are wrong Cole. even if you still think so, You can run as much as you can but you can never hide from me. even if you are hiding deep beneath the core of this world, I'll dig up and find you, princess. You just can't leave behind the world you belong to. you can't escape from me, I'll drag you straight back to hell darling. meet you soon Cole. Your sexy bastard, Devil I knew that I was looking at the catastrophe that has hit my life.

Nicolae suddenly shakes hands with the devil and as they depart I hear a voice urging me to follow the strange figure. I walk cautiously a few feet behind the devil when another man joins him in his walk. "How do you plan to save the girl?" The second man asks as they come to a sudden stop. "It is simple really. When she dies she will be with child. The devil's child. The child's life force will be what saves her." The devil explains. "And what of you master? I will not serve some spoiled rich boy." The second man says with hate. "You will serve him as you have served me." The devil says with a voice that leaves no room for argument.

Long before I came to this hell. My attention was caught by the soft snoring. The beast that devours me is soundly sleeping right next to my side, and it took me a lot of restraint not to strangle him while he sleeps. He looks so serene, forbiddingly handsome, but this is a deceptive appearance that he wears. He may look like a sculpted god fallen from the sky. He’s a devil. A man with no soul. There’s no other word to describe him.

"This devil is controlling my life, even my clothes, and food; he chooses it. What more he wants to control? I couldn't even decide on my own in everything I did. I feel like his own personal puppet. *** It was already passed eight in the evening when we went back home, and I'm so thankful that he went straight to his room. I went to my room as well because Alex, Jason, and Tyron hadn't come back yet, hoping that I could rest early. I'm tired and sleepy because of the lack of sleep last night. I quickly washed up and changed into my pajama, then lay down on my bed. I was almost drifting to sleep when I heard my door open. Thinking it was Tyron, I ignored it because all I wanted to do is to s

"Are you ready for me?" Abeni nodded, her eyes wide and filled with desire. "Yes," she whispered. "I'm ready." Dmitry's weight pressed down on her, his erection pressing against her wet folds. He leaned in, his lips finding hers in a hungry kiss as his hips began to move, thrusting into her. Abeni arched her back off the bed, moaning into his mouth as the sensation of him filling her overwhelmed her senses. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him on, their bodies moving together in a rhythm that was both brutal and beautiful.

Everyone's shocked is priceless as he entered the grand entrance of Darkspot, bowed in fear as they realized who it was walking in confindence and authority to the company he will surely own someday. “Those people,” he added with silent curse in his breath, “who knows what inside their head?” he must really be careful more than he used to. Now that the engagement he have to a Soner is still the talk of the town, everyone still not get over with their doubt. How they feel bad for a poor Soner to marry a devil? “The devil,” Whispered from the people inside the close door who don't know their place. “How can we enthrusted the Darkspot to an anti-social freak?”

I'll be craving the man like I'm addicted to a drug, and then the next minute I'll be running away from him like he's the devil himself. Russo was sitting up in the middle of his humongous bed, looking at me with a mix of amusement and interest as the sheets were all tangled up about him. His unkempt appearance added to the raw allure that he exuded rather than taking away from it. At this point, it was getting difficult to even focus, and I knew that Russo was having a field day watching my discomfort, or maybe he was having improper thoughts just like I was. Either way, he was having a good time.