Soul Coughing Blue Eyed Devil Novels & Stories

Then he pulled out a pack of condoms, tearing it as quickly as he could. Now I remember, Dante did not use any condom. I rolled my eyes. Whatever. Before I could think again, Salvatore was inside me, pulling and thrusting. My eyes rolled, my nails gripped the couch, my lips said his name. He did not stop, instead he thrusted harder and harder till I could feel my soul existing from my body. I wanted to enjoy this moment. Who knows this might be the last time I would ever get to experience sex from him.

Next, the team captain of the Baseball team of Eagle Eye, with his calm nature, intellect, and sophisticated personality from the influential family that owns the famous restaurants in the country, holds the devil Leviathan as the sin of envy, Harry Stein Stanley. Lazy, and prefer to sleep as he wanted to be left alone in his world, he is a genius mind player and team captain of the mental sports of the academy’s Hydras’. His silent nature is what makes him unpredictable and the one among them by which mind is where I could hardly read. Secretive and the spy among the seven, he holds the name of the devil Belphegor and the embodiment of the sin of Sloth, Tucker Relight.

, " He becomes that when you touch what belongs to him, but honestly, he is a good person, he has a very soft heart, he has sponsored countless orphanage homes, the weak can't be oppressed in Christian's presence, he might be a devil to you right now, but I swear, he is a god to some people " " I'm confused ", Blue chuckled, "A devil and a god, who exactly he is", " Christian, that's who he is, and enough talk about my brother, I want to see some of your paintings ", he said standing up, " But I still want to know about him ", Blue cooed jogging after the long-legged Gael, " Stop being curious about my brother when I'm here", " Meaning?", " I'm enough for you to be curious about", he said wi

Green-eyed asserted. “Nobody here can interfere, Sierra. Nobody knows what’s going on,” he told me, following my gaze as it drifted around the room. My breath caught in my throat when I noticed everyone remained frozen in place. What? “What did you do to them?” I barked, fighting against the green-eyed man to rip the man’s eyes out. “I said to let me go, God damnit!” “You’re a feisty one.” The Blue-eyed devil shot me a grin with a wink and I recoiled.

, my eyes never left the ceiling as I breathed those words for his ears only. He stopped rubbing his cheek and leveled his face on me. I courageously met his stone-cold eyes. Deep blue like the ocean we used to stay for summer vacation. So blue that every time I stare at them, I can feel myself drown on his depth. So deep that it can swallow me whole to the point of not being able to get one's self back on the surface. He ran a finger on my face. Roaming his eyes with it. " Stop?", he asked. "I can't"

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

The most striking, and from what Mia could confirm, was that he had one eye of each color. Not that Mia thought it was a flaw, as many people did. But it was, in fact, something peculiar. It was said that only someone touched by the Devil,or even the Devil himself, had eyes like those. Remembering the creature's voice from ten years before, Mia felt a chill run through her body. "I need to get married, Miss Chapman," the man said, looking straight into Mia's eyes. Before she could respond, the butler returned with two more maids and refreshments were served.

"What do I want? I want your soul, Blake. I want to make you more powerful than you could ever imagine. And in exchange, you will do my bidding. You will hunt down those who oppose me, and you will do it without mercy." Blake hesitated. He knew that selling his soul to the Devil would mean giving up everything he had ever believed in. But he also knew that it was the only way to gain the power he needed to avenge his family. "Fine," Blake said. "I'll do it." And with those words, Blake felt a burning sensation in his chest. He fell to his knees, clutching his chest in agony. But as the pain subsided, he realized that he felt stronger than he ever had before.

said the light green colour eye guy with a big grin while helping the one on whom I fell. "What the fuck you guys are doing here," he asked in his pissed tone. While the blue-colored eye guy kept looking at me with a cute smile. "What do you say, guys, should we hang out in Jack's house rather than mine house," said the familiar dark voice. I moved my eyes in the direction of the voice and I saw Zanvil the devil was standing there with a smirk on his face. His eyes moved from me to Jack and then to the hand which was on my waist holding me tight.

She only thought witches have the power to appear anywhere they want but a vampire? "Sacred are you?" Zephyr muttered softly. His eyes were red, blood-red and Penelope could feel the anger exuding from his body. "My king!" Penelope mumbled. Zephyr smiled, closing the space between him and Penelope while the latter also decided to create a huge space between them by walking backward. She could see in his eyes that he wasn't in his right senses, he never was! She finally reached the wall, there was nowhere she could run. Zephyr's smile grew bigger at this, he placed his right hand on the wall and used his left hand to caress her beautiful skin.