The Devil As Feelings Novels & Stories

“HUMANS EAT ANIMALS, DEVILS EAT HUMAN. ISN’T IT WHAT YOU CALL FOOD CHAIN, HUMAN BRAT!” “IN ADDITION, OUR EXISTANCE, THE DEVILS WERE BECAUSE OF THE DESIRE AND THE DARKNESS INSIDE THE HUMAN HEART. EVEN REVENGE AND NEGATIVE ENERGI THAT MAKE US EXIST!” Abelard’s heart stops beating for a few seconds. It feels like an iron pin had stabbed him through the hole which made his chest hurt. The fragments of the devil’s words swirls in Abelard’s mind. 'No, it’s not true!’

But how the hell could he appear so beautiful as I had expected him to look ugly on the outside just like he was on the inside? “Its because I was created by God and was once one of his so called beloved angels of light.’’ The devil then said standing up. I looked at him in shock wondering how he had read my mind. ‘’Oh please, don’t tell me you have forgotten me already. I have always been in your head Nathan, whispering to you, persuading you to do my bidding.’’ The devil then continued while I looked at him in shock. ‘’And you were one of my favorite humans, always listening to me and letting me manipulate you through my demons. From greed, revenge, hatred to lust. You rich people are just

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

I made a calculated guess and it turned out to be true. She seems satisfied by my answer. "I see. And you and Baron are close friends?" "Something like that. Not friends, more like business partners." "Does he know you're the Devil of Deals?" "He doesn't need to know," She sit up, her eyes inquisitive. "How exactly did you become the Devil of Deals?" For a while, I think about it. The earliest answer I have is seeing how brutal Mordecai was with his deals, and the many loopholes that existed in them, and deciding to do something different. Get deals down in ink, with laid out consequences.

She looked like sin wrapped in silk… and for the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel like a monster. I felt… calm. God help me. I’d kissed her. Touched her. Made love to her like she wasn’t a maid, or a debt, or a damn mistake. And now she was tangled in my sheets, in my world, and somehow even deeper inside my head. I shifted slightly, my arm tightening around her waist before I could stop myself. She stirred. I almost panicked. Grayson fucking Voss doesn’t panic. But as her eyes slowly blinked open and landed on me… I felt it. That same sharp jolt in my chest like a warning bell.

Her face burned as she admitted, “I want to feel you raw.” Inner Devil 2: ‘Jesus, take the wheel, take it from my hand—’ Inner Devil: ‘You mean Satan?’ Inner Devil: ‘No, no. Jesus should still intervene here—and not get our Charlie pregnant.’ “Fuck.” Taylor shook his head. “God, woman—do you know what that does to me? You say that, and my brain forgets English.” Inner Devil: ‘Brain? What brain? We’re running on vibes and hormones now.’ “Shut up and fuck me,” Charlie said.

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.

he claimed. I looked straight into his eyes. They were filled with a kind of insane possessiveness, mixed with warmth. He truly looked like a devil that was craving for my soul, but this Devil was also willing to devote himself giving me tenderness and protection I was seeking through my whole life… I was ready to sign the pact, even with shedding all of my blood. “You can belong only to me,” he whispered and kissed my lips. At the same time his long fingers painted lines up and down my spine and back. I got lost in this sensation, the waves of electrifying excitement kept flowing through my entire body. Suddenly, he stopped, again, teasing me, making me want him more.

"I feel so very scared because after all this is something that is very, very difficult for me to achieve and also this is something that is very, very complicated. For the past few days the kings have not given any news at all and I was thinking that maybe after two more days Mr. Robert and the two of you would go to catch up with the king and help them. How do I feel like I'm not okay? In fact, I feel that this will be something that will make the demons very happy because they feel they have been able to exorcise and also do something so evil to us. Is it true that everything is like that and will we always think about something bad or something else? Because after all this will be a very

But that didn’t piss off the demon nor stun him. He laughed annoyingly as hell and he asked, “What’s wrong, man? Why you seemed so angry?” “Stop acting innocently. It’s you who inflicted us a strong feeling of hunger and thirstiness so you could lure us to join you to eat on your table,” Glade firmly stated, accusing the devil without strong evidence. Though, he made sense. The moment that devil showed to us, I gradually felt butterflies in my stomach and dryness in my throat.