The Devil In Love Novels & Stories

I queried, "you said you already know everything about me, so what is the point of getting myself over dressed?" " I didn't say that!" Here we go again this the third time we are having an argument in less than 72 hours. " I wanted to say that you look beautiful in a casual dress," " Am I wearing a dress right now?" I asked walking towards the bench. " Why don't you go over to the rollercoaster?" It will be fun. _______ Author POV Julianne went into the rollercoaster ride with her invisible lover which she can't see, A female demon who was watching over Damien was fuming at their back, she raised her hand and pushed the air with supernatural force sending Julianne down from the top of the ro

I took a glance at Valerian and saw him already staring at me. When I agreed to what he wanted in exchange for his life after I fulfill what he requires, will it be all worth it? Will it finally be enough for my father? Will I finally be free? When I entered his lair thinking I can handle him, was I right? Can I really handle this devil and what he is capable of doing? “Did you do that?” I asked, spitting the words like poison. He creased his forehead. “What?” “Did you--”

“He—he gave everything. His freedom. His future. For me?” He pressed his forehead to the carpet. “I didn’t ask for this! I never wanted this!” The door burst open behind him. “What the hell was in that package?” Axel demanded, storming in. “What did you see?” Gavin didn’t look up. “He gave everything up for me. Signed a deal with the devil. To keep me alive.” Axel’s eyes narrowed. “Julian?” Gavin turned to him, face red and soaked. “Why didn’t anyone tell me?! Why—why would he—?!”

Staring at the roguish face in front of her, she really wanted to give his eye a punch and let him go blind. "You're right. I am a devil, but you're no more a saint than I am. Don't forget that you're the one who was being affectionate with me, while secretly doing dirty things with other men outside at the same time. You're a cheating and disloyal woman, and you think you're any better than me?" Hansen said with a sinister tone and then gave her a wicked smile afterwards. "Actually, we're a match made in heaven, since we're both such devilish people. How about we continue our lives together? You can satisfy my needs as my secret lover, while I'll allow you to have other men outside. What do

“ Come on, don't be a bitch and answer me.” “ Fine,” he sat, dropping his bag back down. “ Since you begged so nicely I'll answer you.” “ You're in love with her, dude.” His joke sounded so funny I'd almost laughed but I didn't. What did he mean by in love with her? Me? Alexander Dimitri Gambino in love? Hell fucking na. “ That's a lie.” “ Yes, as impossible as it seems, you seem attracted to this woman and it isn't because you want her body. Wasn't she the one who slapped you thrice before giving you a blow job? Wasn't she the girl who made you crave her hatred?”

“I’m doing this because if I don’t, we both die. And trust me—my death would be the least of this world’s problems.” She stared at the throne. At the burning seal behind it. And her reflection in the polished floor—no longer fully human. Something inside her shifted again. A memory, maybe. Or a piece of her soul waking up after a long, long sleep. “You lied to me,” she said quietly. “But so did everyone else. So maybe... you’re just the first devil who had the guts to tell me the truth.” Dante smiled, not with victory, but with respect. “Good girl.”

he said hoarsely. “Yes,” I replied . “And you didn’t break.” I met his gaze. “Neither did you.” Behind us, Luca De Santis stood in the ruins of his theater. And I knew one thing with terrifying certainty. The devil had lost his stage.

His voice in my dream was a whisper but this was a damn earthquake. His dark gaze pinned me in place like he already knew I was playing dress-up to get his attention. Like he could see past the lace and rhinestones, past the mask I painted on every night and straight into the inferno I tried so fucking hard to keep buried. For the first time, I understood why even saying his name made men shudder. He was terrifying up close. It finally made sense why everyone called him the Devil. I forced my voice to stay steady, layering it with a husky tease I didn’t feel. "Maybe I’m mourning the death of good taste in this city."

Once she said 'I love you' Never could he have imagined that would leave such a deep, intense, everlasting imprint on his bloody heart. Knox didn't do girlfriends but she-- when he first saw her, such a beauty, getting lost amongst the familiar, unfamiliar faces of people, he changed his mind. He had to have her, dominance, and he did. He did have her. Aeesha. That was her name. Aeesha. When it first left her lips, then his, he knew he had to say it again, and again. More. He wanted more of her, and it that same desire to have more that led him to the forbidden; the alter.

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.