The Devil In Love Novels & Stories

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.

A rumble rolled from the Devil; it made the room quake and the angel moaned. "I watched you fall from grace, I orchestrated your fall from the moment you awakened something in me and now you've fallen into my mercy." "You see, out of darkness I was born, the father of sin, I am known. I do not love but you, my personal fallen angel, you sparked a glint of light where light shouldn't touch thus tainting my crimson." Incapable of love. But, this angel of light broke through that veil, and now even the Devil feels love but his love is like that of a burning furnace, his love rages with madness and destruction, and his possessiveness roves like that of a legion wreaking death and havoc with each

I didn’t think anything could compare but losing Lucifer feels worse than losing my parents. I continue through the pictures on my phone, stopping when I come to the picture where Lucifer is about to kiss me in the backyard. We’re both gazing at each other...his eyes are full of love and mine...I lean closer to the phone, studying the picture. “You son of a b***h!” I wipe the stray tear on my cheek with the back of my hand. “I can’t believe you actually did it!” Now I know why I hurt so much...I fell in love with the Devil. In the picture, the look of love in Lucifer’s eyes mirrors mine. I...love him. I was just too stubborn to notice it before. Suddenly, the pain and anguish in me turns int

“But be warned, Eldrick. A deal with the devil rarely ends as expected.” Meanwhile, back in her chambers, Hazel paced, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. The news of her impending marriage to a man known as “the Devil King” had spread faster than wildfire. Her closest companion, Evelyn, stood by the door, her arms crossed and an amused smile quirking her lips. “So,” Evelyn said, tilting her head with a smirk. “How does it feel to be betrothed to the most fearsome man in the kingdom?” Hazel shot her a glare, though a laugh escaped her lips despite herself. “Fearsome is an understatement, Evelyn. They say he’s ruthless and heartless. Do you know what they call him? The Devil King!”

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.

This is forever. “Here lies Lucian D’Argento—devil to the world, but a man who loved enough to conquer death.” [TOPE]

It seems to always end up the same way– leaving me empty and craving things I don't want… if that makes any sense. Heaven knows that forget being the last thing on my mind, falling for a man that oozes damning sensuality like a pheromone– the kind that seems to know how to call the risqué in me out to the surface without effort– is not there at all. If my previous relationship taught me anything, it’s that I am not designed for love. I can't seem to tell the wolves apart from the sheep, letting my stupid emotions push me into making terrible life choices, a case in point being what happened with Emiliano. The animal practically dumped me in a forced prostitution ring posing as an exclusive s

Not with this weakness he'd felt growing inside him since she'd walked into his life. He drove toward the tower, his headlights piercing the London night. His phone buzzed on the passenger seat a message from Viktor, his right‑hand man. "Boss, we've located the traitor. The warehouse is ready." Cameron clenched his teeth. Perfect. He needed that. Violence. To take back control. Because tonight, he'd lost it. Because of her. Amanda. That innocent girl, with her eyes that defied him and her lips that had made him cave. He'd kissed her as if she belonged to him and she did, in a sense, since that contract signed under threat. But it wasn't supposed to be like this. Not with feelings. Feelings

"Yes, and your problem is?" "You look like a lovesick puppy." "Your ass is a lovesick puppy." "At least my ass is not in love." "I am not in love." "Oh, you so are." "You don't even know what love looks like." "I am looking at it now. You are so screwed." "I know." Then Devan comes up with the best idea for the day, or so he thinks. "Let's take a drive out there again.” "Do you know how to get lost there again?"

" Devin asks in an unstable high pitched voice sounding do off and yet nervous, "Yes Devon please do marry me, i love you and I had been wanting to get a chance like today to prove my life for you, I love you and I would not have much meaning to life if I am to love the few centuries without you my my Side, Yes you have your habits and I promise to do food by you, everyone has a dark side to himself which Is why I had taken my time to access you and watch you from a side roll I have come to a conclusion,