Tempting The Devil Novels & Stories

Cameroon - “Lord Jesus, deliver this boy from the clutches of temptation,” she intoned, her voice rising in dramatic fervor. “Cleanse his soul and restore his path!” Evans blinked, looking more amused than alarmed, though he wisely said nothing. I rolled my eyes so hard it was a miracle I didn’t sprain something. “Mom, he’s not possessed. He’s just here for the wedding and food." "Food?" she repeated, narrowing her eyes at me. “Is that what they’re calling it these days?”

I said angrily and ended the call and threw my phone on my bed as tension-filled my whole being. My phone vibrated and I picked it up. The Devil: ‘A man can dream, Evelyn. And I will never stop dreaming of having you on your knees in front of me. But just so you know, I will never force you to do something you’re not comfortable with. I am a man of my word. But if in case you feel lonely and cold at night, I would be more glad to be of service and keep you warm.’ ME: ‘Just go on dreaming because it won’t happen.’

"If you're not gonna shoot then drop the gun on the table and have a civilised conversation with me. If you're gonna shoot though, don't miss." She stared me at a loss for options. She seems to have shown all of her cards and was holding onto the last one she had in the deck. "I am not scared of you, master Devon Finrir!" She yelled. "Even if I die here, I'll at least take you with me." "Then shoot," he said as he calmly. "You need to understand that if you don't do it now, you might never get the chance to. I am a pretty hard man to kill, but I'm offering myself on a platter of gold."

"Don't shoot." The room fell silent. His men stared. "...Boss?" Lorenzo opened his eyes again. This time, there was something dangerous in them. Not anger. Not mercy. Something neither he nor his men could name. "Bring him to me." Every man in the room understood the order. Kai Bennett was no longer just a witness. He had become someone the Devil wanted alive. And in Lorenzo De Luca's world... Being wanted by the Devil was often more terrifying than being marked for death.

“I don’t want anyone else looking at you and feeling the way I do right now.” “Yes? And how’s that?” “Hungry, out of control, the want is making my body burn. I can’t think.” “Oh.” “Yes.” Cass slid her hand higher, moved the flimsy piece of material covering her wetness aside, and slipped her finger into the wet heat. “Come onto my lap.” “I’ll make your tux dirty.” Olivia gasped as the finger inside her became two. “You do look so damned good in that tux.” “Fuck the tux, Liv.”

I take his hand as I stand up. But he has other plans. He’s scooping me up, lifting me off my feet. I’m six feet off the ground, with my thighs wrapped around his massive shoulders. My fingernails dig into his trap muscles for balance, but I don’t get to compose myself. Because that sinful mouth of his? It starts to devour my pussy. His tongue savors my flavor, lapping at it, taking everything I have to give. His teeth graze against my clit before he envelops it inside his mouth. My Daddy eats me out so good. So good.

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.

YOU CAN ALWAYS LEARN, EARN TO USE, AND MANIPULATE THE PEOPLE AROUND YOU, JUST LIKE HOW THEY ARE DOING EVER SINCE. The whispering voice nowhere whispers to him one more. Dragging him slowly into the pit that he knew he could never get away from once she plunges himself. Yet, the same words that he couldn’t stop himself from thinking of considering it. The devilish temptation that no one could resist. “So, this is how it is? This is the reason why no one could ever say know from a devil’s deal.” He whispers to himself. Too soft and indeed, that Alliah didn’t hear a thing that he just said. All and still in her gleeful world and laughing maniacally.

They say the devil comes to you like the sweetest temptation and just when you are willing to give, he takes away your soul, crumbling you to the ground. That was how I was feeling right now as I stared into two pairs of cold blood-red eyes. And oh, I stared back daringly as I advanced towards the middle of the bar that I was in, swaying my hips side to side as I moved.

"Until we take what we want." And just like that— We’re making a deal with the devil. But the thing about devils? They never see it coming when you burn them first. They have no idea. It just feels like a dream until it actually happens.