Small Mischievous Devil Novels & Stories

He froze,who the hell tried to rob the Devil. He craned his neck for that idiot.He spotted a teenage girl searching her pockets.She was looking for a wallet she just stole which had miraculously returned to Asmodeus.He let out a sigh.She was just a child in the game of evil.He could let her go or show her how it's done.He smiled diabolically and approached that unsuspecting lady.

The sound was wet and messy with bones crunching and blood splattering. When I released him, his face was battered beyond recognition “I'm going to ask you one more time. Who. Is. He?!" I seethed. His body twitched and then he whispered filled with pain “Fûck you" A devilish laugh worked its way out of me. I rolled my sleeves up to my elbows, laughing wickedly as I did It was about time to let the beast Elio had put in me unleash

“And when he takes it, we end him.” Lucian didn’t answer immediately. His silence wasn’t hesitation—it was calculation. Marek wasn’t Darius. Darius had been a wolf with a pack, a monster bloated with power. Marek was smaller, meaner. He was the kind of rat that survived famine, the kind that lived on scraps until he found the right throat to sink his teeth into. He wouldn’t approach Serrano empty-handed. Which meant Marek had already prepared his own offering.

“Return to the world of men. Forget the blood. Forget the beast.” I reached for the obsidian stone. It was burning against my skin, but I didn’t pull away. I closed my eyes and stopped fighting the images. Instead, I dove into them. I didn’t look at the cellar as a prison; I looked at it as the place where I first felt the spark of the Devil. I didn’t look at the silver as pain; I looked at it as the price I paid to save my mate. I found the memory of Girard’s touch in the study—the way his hands had claimed me, the way his soul had recognized mine before his mind even knew my name.

"Stay out of my way Santiago. I don't need you playing hero. I'm no damsel in distress. I'm going to take you, the black smoke syndicate and the entire group of criminals and thugs that keep the underworld of this city fat and happy. I'm not going to stop until I get rid of every single one of your vermin." "Why?" Her eyebrows drew together and I saw the confusion on her face. "Why what?" I stepped closer, enjoying the way she sucked in a breath. I knew that somewhere in that head, she was convincing herself that her reaction to me was nothing, a fluke, but I wasn't as deluded as her. A thought suddenly began to work itself into my mind as I stared at her pillowy lips and the tiny birthmark

Maybe, once Yin starts cultivating this porky midget's body, she could then recruit a few interesting fellows and start recreating a smaller scale version of the most devilish sect that flourished back in the Realm of Celestial Deities. The taboo of taboos! The nightmare of hundred thousands of realms! A cause of torment that even Time could not reverse! Her awesome devilish sect was a cursed existence that treated all mortals and immortals as equals, one that left even the most terrifying, hideous and unwilling deities and devils bitter, helpless and weak. Yin had singlehandedly created it, and it was her proudest masterpiece. The Church of… Love! Yes, love! In this world, in order to relie

I closed my eyes, shut my mind from thinking anything, and started counting in my heart to distract myself from the devil's closeness. "It's getting cold," The devil whispered into my ear after a while and I trembled from the slight touch of his lips rubbing on my earlobe. I immediately opened my eyes, flushed completely, and when I saw that devilish smirk on his face. I felt like digging a hole and hiding inside it. How could I be so idiot? He isn't the one in s*x more than I am... Why do I always keep thinking about s*x with him even when I know he is a devil and a dangerous creature?

In a few seconds, he was towering over me, pressing a finger on my lips to threaten me, " Sshh! Watch before you speak, Princepessa. I am not your prince charming anymore. I am the devil who is here to suck your soul. If I made you just my fuck body, what will the world call my child? An illegitimate one? In no way, I was going to allow it. Get on the bed and wait for me. I want your back to remember because I really don't wish to kiss your poisonous lips ever which fed me lies for years."

she didn't need to talk,her actions said everything. Raphael was instantly overjoyed. He hugged her tightly and buried his face on the crook of her neck. His hot breath caressing and giving her a tingling sensation "you can only belong to me. you are my mate,the devil's mate." She smiled. who could have thought that she Sophia Williams will be entangled with the devil someday. The mention of devil in her world was something that brought fear to everyone. They were told stories about devil by their parents. according to their stories,the devil was a giant like thing with six hands,three eyes and ugly looking horns but the man besides her was very beautiful with all right features .To say it a

The Russians have done things far worse than we have. Especially Semion aka the devil. He has no weakness, is very intelligent, and has brutal skills on the field. The stories I've heard of him are incredible. He might be the most feared man in the underworld but that inspires me more to be far worse than him. The Italians have studied his moves carefully. Knowing what his witnesses destroyed him but for the past century, we haven't found anything until last month. His precious daughter. He's done a great job hiding his daughter from us but now that she's soon to reach her 20s and searching for a husband. This is our opportunity to take him down.