The Devil As Feelings Novels & Stories

“What a beautiful name for you, baby girl.” I’m not sure why, but I didn’t like the idea of any guy touching her. Am I getting possessive over this female? Wow, what’s getting into me to feel this way? I took a puff on the cigarette as I sat next to her taking my hand to brush it against her cheek. I wanted to have sex with her, but I also wanted to know her and even protect her. As I went to kiss her, that’s when the damn cell phone goes off. I get pissed to see that it’s the club calling me, but I answer because I wanted to know why they there calling me. “I’m really sorry to bother you Mr. Baphomet, but Pyro the president of the Burning Devils is here looking for what I believe to be Ang

However, he was not for her and had been playing with her to get what he wanted all along. It had been awful seeing him with someone she thought was her friend. It did not startle Janice when it happened, since she knew he would eventually leave like the others. She had prepared for the day he'd say the same things others had said. Though it hurts, she was glad she didn't give herself to him. Because that would have been the worst. She wouldn't be able to look him in the eyes, neither would she be able to stare at her supposed friend. Yet, the person she had willingly given herself was the devil himself.

Jason wanted to gamble again, betting that this sword strike could completely destroy the devil. Little Apple had also risked everything because of his unconditional trust in Jason. After all, they were father and son. The devil seemed to have realized the crisis, which was a crisis between life and death. The devils had all negative emotions in the world. They used the negative emotions in the world as the source of energy, but there was only one emotion that should not have appeared. That was fear. They were the greatest terror in the world, so how could they be afraid of others?

That night she came to dinner wearing shorts, she looked so fucking sexy and I wanted to send every one of my men out of the dining room and fuck the shit out of her on the dining table but I quickly brushed the thought off because what the fuck. Watching her sleep so peacefully made my heart start beating differently, I didn’t even know that shit still works. In my ‘line of work’, people refer to me as The Devil and I love that nickname. My hand involuntarily reached out to tuck a strand of her hair but I stopped and got up when I heard Gio come in. Thank God he didn’t see that. “Oh, why is our princess sleeping on a couch?” Gio said “Don’t know, don’t care” I answered as I loosened my tie

I have no control over your choice of sexual reading content but you have been warned. °•°•°•°•°•° ➖➖➖➖➖ SYNOPSIS DEVIL I am the king of this ruthless mafia world. I can have whatever I want no matter what it cost. There is nothing like emotion, care, or feeling in my world if anything matter is the only Power that I have I kill people with no remorse. Everyone fears me cause I am a heartless, ruthless monster. Lily

Even though my touch affects her, she doesn’t want me above her. I could guess what was going on in anyone’s mind by looking into their eyes. I don’t know if it’s a gift from God or from the devil, but if you asked me, I’d say it’s from the devil. A sinful man like me can’t possibly have a place in God’s heart, and come to think of it, I am the devil himself. Maybe that’s why I can read people’s thoughts through their eyes.

But, this angel of light broke through that veil, and now even the Devil feels love but his love is like that of a burning furnace, his love rages with madness and destruction, and his possessiveness roves like that of a legion wreaking death and havoc with each strike. The human became helpless and confused. "How have you fallen from grace, my angel?" The dark creature whispered into the human's ears. A helpless moan tore through the angel as he forced his own reply. "Would I have fallen into your arms if I hadn't?" The Devil chuckled, it was like the ringing of thousands of voices. The angel's legs tremored when the Devil caressed his bare body firmer, playing his body like it was his favo

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?

Nikolai POV. Things you’d feel after a good fuck, happy, relaxed, and happy, that’s what most men would say, especially after spending a night with the Devil herself, she’s good at everything she does, a psycho, but the good kind. On the other hand, I was not happy, I was not content, although I enjoyed every second I spent with Devil, the emptiness inside me wouldn’t go away, I tried to push that feeling off, the feeling of being lonely, the fear of dying alone, for god’s sake I’m not even thirty and I’m sounding like an old man who’s family won’t visit him, but I’m not, I’m only twenty-eight, I’m head of my family but still I’m feeling lonely.

"I never knew you could be so fun!" Deep down, I don't think that I'm fun at all, but at least my pretending is working out perfectly. A weight envelopes me from the back and I still, that fresh smell climbing into my nostrils. "Are you trying to get me to kill all these guys for looking at you?" The Devil sensually whispers in my ear. I try to stay unaffected, I do, but I can feel the bulge of his cock pressing into my ass, and it makes me want to be naked with him. For the first time, I wished my body didn't have this visceral reaction to him.