The Devil As Intentions Novels & Stories

As if everything just beginning to be so funny as it seemed? “Raj, the last of the list Alpha of the Alarkin World,” the Devil said so low and slowly, yet it came with strange effect that numbed Raj scalped. Chills goes down his spine, mouth hung open and eyes widened. Especially when the Devil added, “I never thought you were able to reject your mate once, then there's a foolishness of yours to think she will never be a part of the plan. The long search...just the step closer of the bloody end!” Raj felt something was amass, his forehead crest in confussion yet his grudge only deepened. This Devil have never been learned his lesson, and was only trying to make him confuse.

“What do you want from here, Pyro?” “Wow, right to the point. I’m looking for this girl right here that I found out by one of the females here that she’s going by the name Angel here.” I looked at the picture to see that indeed it was Angel, but why is he looking for her. “What do you want with her?” “She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I want her back right now or things are going to get hot in here.” I looked to Levi to single to him that I need to speak to him alone.

Nicolae suddenly shakes hands with the devil and as they depart I hear a voice urging me to follow the strange figure. I walk cautiously a few feet behind the devil when another man joins him in his walk. "How do you plan to save the girl?" The second man asks as they come to a sudden stop. "It is simple really. When she dies she will be with child. The devil's child. The child's life force will be what saves her." The devil explains. "And what of you master? I will not serve some spoiled rich boy." The second man says with hate. "You will serve him as you have served me." The devil says with a voice that leaves no room for argument.

“Well, you see.” He pauses, smiling with confidence and authoring, talking directly to the souls, as he looks lustfully at the bright full moon and defended the long somewhat curse of the image of the very devil everyone depicted and sees about, without knowing the truth, as he reveals and continues. “The devil you know, fear and hates, is not someone to whom you should see as the greatest antagonist in this story. For, believe it or not, you all have the desire of your own at some point, wish for it to come true, and desperately wanted from miracle to happen. Well, crack those stupid brain cells of yours, for in your life, one point to another who believe in him, wish for the imaginable, an

His words only made Nora run faster as she cried invisible tears. God! Why couldn’t she just stop getting herself into trouble with the devil? The end…

“You’ve turned her into a devil too, boss.” Lucian’s gaze cut to him—sharp as a blade. “No. She was born for this. I only gave her the board.” The words silenced the room. Ayla’s eyes flicked toward him at that, fire glinting in their depths. It wasn’t flattery—it was recognition. For the first time in years, she felt her purpose sharpened into something undeniable. Revenge. Power. And beside Lucian, it no longer felt like vengeance alone—it felt like destiny.

Only the foolish make deals with the devil. Only the ones drowning in pride… or pain. Because the devil doesn’t barter. He doesn’t wait at crossroads. He doesn’t ask for permission. He takes. He does not knock—he kicks down the door. He does not beg—he commands. He does not love—he consumes. He wraps his hunger in charm, his cruelty in confidence, his madness in tailored suits and cold, perfect smiles. And once you catch his eye, it’s already too late.

He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning my face as he looked down at me. "I think you are mistaken about something, little one. You belong to me. You were mine from the moment you clung to me desperately begging for help. But you weren't saved by some hero, a knight in shining armor who would do your bidding and just accept it when you tell him no. No darling, I'm the devil and you are mine.” With this his lips crashed down against mine.

I wanted her for myself then and I want her for myself now. The notorious Devil is a title and reputation I’ve very much earned. When a Devil wants something, he takes it. And I’ve ignored my own wants and needs long enough. It’s time I give in to the urge to drive Nova to the edge of madness and show her the darker sides to be found in pleasure. The ones carefully mixed with an appropriate measure of pain.

His face didn’t hold any emotion like sadness or whatnot, but from his eyes, I could read it all. My lips parted at the realization. Was he really apologizing to me? Alejandro? The man whose authority could move mountains at will? The man they call IL DIAVOLO? ~The devil Was I dreaming? Yeah, maybe. That definitely had to be it. Never in a million years would Alejandro ever admit that he was wrong. No. I moved back a little to be sure I heard him correctly. “What?” I asked, and as if that snapped him back to reality, he frowned.