The Devil Below 2 Novels & Stories

"Stop with that grin, Kasan. Aren't you an infamous devil? You're supposed to be a dirtbag...even to me and all those stupid mobsters downstairs. I honestly thought you'd be the type to kill any and everyone over simple things like spilt milk, but you're so chummy with us all that it's getting suspicious. Where's the devilish mobster everyone's afraid of?" He shrugged. "I'm devilish when I need to be...not when it comes to you..." Slapping my fingers away from his eyes, he leaned in and before I could even register his movements, he quickly gave me another sloppy, half-assed kiss then flopped back unto the pillow with that stupid grin still on his lips. I laid there silently and watched in c

Because it just dawned on me that this is not my innocent Catalina. Maybe at one point, she was the woman I'd imagined her to be but not anymore. For someone to be so at ease with a dead body beneath them means this isn't their first, second, or even third time to kill. She's done it before. A part of her even enjoys doing it. This is who she is. She's the she-devil.

“How long have you had a barcode on your body?” Cole didn’t even glance at me. “For as long as I’ve been part of this world.” “That’s not an answer.” He shrugged. “You ask too many questions.” The elevator doors slide open, and damn. The basement is nothing like I imagined. Extravagant isn't even enough to describe it. It’s like walking into a different planet where only gold and luxury exists. The floor is covered in a rich red carpet. Golden chandeliers hang from the ceiling, their crystals casting flickering reflections on the walls. Everything screams luxury, danger, and money.

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.

GINA I sat at what seemed to be the living room of the vs vsvmansion where the boss of the Bloody Fangs mafia group, Devon Fenrir lived. It also seems to be the group's headquarters. I thought we lived in affluence but this mansion dwarfed ours in more ways than one. A large and expansive living room with a high ceiling, golden chandeliers, large paintings with inscriptions of a language I don't understand on them, golden furnitures that glittered under the rays of sunlight coming through the windows.

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

For two hours. Freya thought she had allergies. When they finally stopped sobbing, Inner Devil 2 said, ‘Okay. Let’s be real. We’re stuck. So, let’s awaken the devil in Freya.’ Inner Devil: ‘Good luck to us. She’s got standards so high, NASA couldn’t reach them.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Still, if heaven sent us here, maybe we are the right devils for the job.’ Inner Devil: ‘I mean, technically, we work for Satan, but I guess God outsourced us.’

The devil exclaimed. Dracula poked a finger in his ear and winced. "What was the shouting for and you already made me a demon, I'm alive forever." "Have I been speaking some foreign language? I said the ritual wasn't successful and we have to find someone... She has what we need and she also has my nudes." The devil stated with a straight face. "What are the downsides of this power and what are the weaknesses?" "Sun." Answered the devil before poking at his wrist with a finger and letting his blood drip into a cup. "I already cursed you not to be able to walk under the sun because of your betrayal... You'd live with it and so would your followers."

LAZZARO That girl. The way she stitched me, the way she looked at me while at it was fucking sexy. I had almost lost control, and it took everything within me to hold back. I never force my way with women. I might be a devil, but I wasn’t that monstrous.