The Devil In Love Novels & Stories

The Bastard Devil was on the brink of transformation. It once been a Bloody Eye, that at the time passed, becoming a young man who looks like a snow in white. He was also cold, vicius-looking, yet every woman who lead their eyes at him would fall for sure. His good looks seemed his threatening aura to be his charm, every woman who admire good-looking young man sure to never resist the temptation. And that's would be their bloody end. This young man that was a Devil never love, he has a deep hatred to living people of this world. So how could he love someone raised in this place? He wouldn't do such a thing so he only killed his way to his revenge.

I was exhausted as my heavy eyes looked at him. I gave up. I gave up everything I had in me. Drained, I didn’t have the energy to get up from that table. He just tongue fucked me, and I don’t have words to question anything. He snaked his arms under my feet and neck, pulling me close to his chest. “Why?” I whispered. “Because this is how the devil loves,”

"Your question makes me even more convinced that you are in love with that girl!" "How could it be?" Reject Rail. "I never mind falling in love, just having that feeling I've never been in my heart, Your Majesty!" The King of the Hereafter laughed quite loudly. Rail was just astonished at the attitude of the King of the Hereafter. "Rail, do you know where you come from?" Rail nodded. "The devil is a creature that was created full of lust and anger. So your lust as a devil makes you worry and gradually becomes love, love that humans also feel, Rail!"

it was like the devil himself confessing his acts. I’m indeed the Devil’s Bride. The kind of devil that you’re so comfortable with, before you even realize. The kind that makes your pussy drip, even when you’re angry. “ Megan, just in case my father asks, he shouldn’t know that I told you this or what happens to any of my ex-wives. Okay baby? I need you now like never before. I just thought of letting you know because it just happened suddenly…”

She muttered, "Devil from somewhere." Elaina twitched her lips and muttered loudly, "Devil Black. Can't he be soft with a beautiful girl like me?" "Who told you to marry the Devil Black?" Someone asked the question. Elaina replied to the question without thinking further, "Myself. I was crazy about him. I heard a lot about him on the internet. So, I was already in love with his fantasies and he came in front of me. what would I do? I forced him to marry me and Mr Devil Black is my..."

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

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.

Fear power. He looked at me, his eyes sharp. “Love makes men weak,” he said, low and dangerous. I swallowed, my chest tightening. “No,” I said. “Love makes us human.” He did not respond. His silence was enough to remind me: the world we lived in did not forgive weakness. The villa smelled of white roses and sea salt. Music floated through the gardens, soft violin notes that should have made the day feel magical. And it did, but the magic belonged to her, not to me.

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

then fell asleep. ✿ ✿ Unknown P. O. V. When a devil falls in love, it's the most hauntingly beautiful thing ever... And she should be terrified for he will go to the depth of hell for her... He will not have her without the darkness that's hidden within him... Because the broken will always be able to love harder than most... And once he has been in the dark, he will learn to appreciate everything that shines...