That Handsome Devil Band Novels & Stories

They made love under the night sky, bodies joined, hearts entangled. The engagement had been weaponized. The betrayal was deepening. And the devil’s heart was being pushed to its limit.

“Then you will watch your kingdom burn from the inside. Every ally will turn, every soldier defect, every coin rot in your hand. Because I already own them. You are kings and queens only so long as I allow it.” For a long moment, silence reigned. Dante’s fists clenched, his fury palpable. But before he could speak, Amara leaned forward, her gaze locked on the Devil’s. “And what do you gain by offering us mercy?” she asked. His eyes gleamed. “Entertainment. Even devils like their games.” --- The Private Dance Later, when the music shifted to something slower, Il Diavolo extended his hand toward Amara. “Dance with me,” he said.

“Of course he does. The Devil always does.” He blinked at her, unsure if she was joking. She leaned in slightly, adjusting the collar near his neck as she whispered, “Listen to me, cher garçon. The Devil cannot be understood, nor can he be coerced. You may think he loves, you may think he destroys, but really, it is all the same to him. It is all just… instinct.” Her eyes flicked toward Kain, who was now idly folding a page from one of his documents into neat, exact creases. “Keep your guard, mon ange. Always. You will be fine if you remember that.”

It consisted of a stocking, a head band, a really short skirt, one that barely covered my butt, and a little top. I dressed up in the custom and looked up at him, and this time, the name Devil's Son really classified him, he looked like the devil himself, as desire was boldly visible in his eyes. “Now, you look like a good girl", he tilted my head upward and slightly brushed his thumb on my lips, using the other hand to hook the handcuff on his trouser.

Luciano De La Vega, known as Diablo, is a cold and untouchable billionaire. Feared by his employees and misunderstood by the world, he hides a devastating truth: a fatal heart condition with no cure. To protect others from grief, Luciano builds walls so high that no one can reach him. Camila Torres never imagined her path would cross with the infamous Diablo, until a heated argument over a taxi ride pits her fiery temper against his ruthless arrogance. Days later, their families force them into a contract marriage: for her, a desperate attempt to save her father’s bankrupt business; for him, a duty to his family legacy. Bound by resentment, their union is anything but loving. Yet

I know, I did not invite him and that's really bad of me however, he was well aware that today we are going to open an outlet. "Are you alright?" Zayn held me for some support. I did not have the energy to lie and glanced at Delilah who was being a really good girl right now and she was having a photo session with the reporters and answered their questions at the same time. "I fell in love with the Stones the moment I saw their pieces. I could not say no to a tempting offer of getting their ambassador. It's my honor to be a part of an organization where such talented people work." She wore a beautiful smile on her face and I looked at her proudly.

"You're beautiful Catalina. Have I told you that?" My stomach contracts. Am I hungry again? Because I refuse to attribute that reaction to anything other than hunger. But dammit, I can't remember the last time someone called me beautiful. It's always hot, sexy, boss, Ma'am, or La Diabla. Never beautiful and definitely not with so much hunger. He looks ready to ravish me. The hand on my face slides to the back of my neck, gripping me and he rubs his nose along my cheek. He's fighting with himself again and boy do I love it. Right this moment, I decide I want him to want me so much that he can't bear to let me out of his sight. "Not really"

Asura gripped the bodies of the bandits who did not let Arya stand up. He burned their faces and bodies to ashes. Fortunately, the bandits chose to back away from Raka's body. They all trembled at the sight of a tall creature with a hideous appearance. This was the first time they had seen the true form of the devil. Some of them even fell to the ground with their mouths wide open. "What do you want?" Asura turned to his friend.