The Devil Below 2 Novels & Stories

He was passionate about her but She was afraid of him and his possessiveness. • Description Of The Third Story :- Devil's CRUEL Love [Warning heavy mature and sensitive content and age gap. R18+] "What are you doing here, You duck face?", Devil was approaching her. His steps were slow but threatening. Hie eyes were digging into her soul. Angel shuddered under his hard intense devilish gazes. His deep hazel eyes were staring deeply into her angelic soul. "Are you here for me, huh?", His smirked were making her cringed.

I also learnt that apart from this supreme being, there was another who had craved and coveted the same powers that were characterized to that supreme entity, and him alone. This covetous being was later dethroned and deposed from his position as the second in command and eventually was sent away from the mighty and beautiful garden above to the very depths of the earth where ember and fires were the norm. The deposed being was called and referred to as the Devil, and he made it his life's mission to make everything on the earth as bad as he was and because he was the source of all things ugly and bad, human beings had resulted in tagging and branding anything that seemed evil, bad, and even

’ Inner Devil 2: ‘He’s the fantasy starter pack: filthy mouth, perfect abs, loyal heart, and the kind of possessiveness that makes you feel safe and scandalous all at once. Inner Devil 1: ‘His mouth isn’t even that filthy. It’s… poetic.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Okay. Poetic filthy, then.’

"Be as soft as The ANGELS But as dark as The DEVILS When it's the right time" NISHMA .. .. [•16+ mature content] Withering in pain, frustration, and embarrassment crawled upon her as Nishma's body shook uncomfortably in unreleased pleasure. "But You missed it" She heard him saying, mockingly and these words stabbed the heart of DEVIL as a fire enraged her. "Mission accomplished"< Demon spoke in his head and danced at his victory.

Angelina had never seen anything that scary in her life. "I had previously thought that you were the devil's incarnate. Turns out I was wrong. Dead wrong. You're worse than the devil himself, Devilina. Because you're a bitch. A filthy, disgusting, cheap bitch. A bitch eager to sink her clawing fangs into any willing magnate. A bitch who's constantly in heat twenty four hours a day for seven days, as long as there are dicks with deep, loaded pockets around."

“It's that all you've got?” The Devil so highly as he roared. “You disappoint me, current Alpha! You can't never surpassed the old, you will never even win over me!” Raj couldn't really understand this Devil, but he talk back as he flow high in the sky, “It's not about what I have in me!” He howled as the dimmed sky continued to felt strange. It beginning to shrink down as if to fall to th ground! “It's about your defeat and death, Devil!”

I whisper in fear. Tsking, and biting his lip, he shakes his head. “Oh, no. Don’t think of it like that,” he says sweetly, his nefarious smile shifting to sweet and beautiful. “I’m just a fragment of dust of what you may term as the devil. So small and useless until I’m given instructions by my boss. In this case, Mr. Memphis, otherwise known as Devlin, and the water of power he pours to me in form of instructions, stirs my little particles into a pile of mud and I get my power from him. But for now, I’m nothing more than a human just like you and everyone else in your little world.”

With him being a DEVIL? . . . TBC

His divine sense couldn't continue probing any further, there seemed to be an extremely powerful prohibition, but he was able to sense that the devil that was being suppressed under the ground was an extremely terrifying existence. Underneath the thousand year old temple, there had been a terrifying ancient devil that had been suppressed, just thinking about it, it was terrifying, Xiao Chuan could not help but break out in a cold sweat on his back, and the devil underneath it was by no means a devil cultivator like Gu Feng, I am afraid that it was a real devil that had been left over from the devil world, or a type of existence that had already been cultivated into a devil.

At the time we were both always hungry and freshly cooked food was always better than conjured food. As I entered the kitchen I noticed the place was quiet. The servants that worked in the kitchen were mostly lower level demons. They were the ones most people think of when they hear the word demon. They were typically small, no more than three or four feet tall and had colorful scaly skin and dark or red eyes. These types of demons were not able to make deals like the upper level demons. They were typically used as minions. In the old days we would use them to scope out potential deals, to find the people most desperate for our help. Now humans always wanted something, they were never satisf