The Devil In Love Novels & Stories

The devil never cried unless he has truly felt something in all his life that deeply hurt him. And that only happens in one of every hundred devil kings. Liam couldn't understand. Was the devil in love with an Angel? He was always told that no evil could understand the true meaning of love but why did Elliot then cry? Could he... Liam walked to Lexa and held her hand. The first rule he ever learnt was that love was the most powerful element and should always be considered first but God had sent him an errand that he had to accomplish. Elliot was broken down, his tears burnt his skin like acid. Lot was tearing him up from inside because he couldn't tolerate the

As she sits up straight, I can see the wicked smile on her face; she leans into my ear and softly whispers to me. "I think that I am falling in love with you." Then she only but bursts out I laughter, “Oh my god, I am in love with the Devil.” I turn to face her and take her soft and beautiful face gently between my hands. My eyes pierce straight into her bright blue eyes. I look beyond into her soul, into her, into her being, and with the deepest meaning, I confess what I have been waiting to do more than my nerves have ever allowed me to do.

The growl evolved and fluctuated in so much rage. He is faster than I imagine and getting closer sooner than I expected. I pull my sword out of thin air. The sword that's been forged by the man who is famously known as the "Devil's hand". Every soldier and warrior dreams of possessing a weapon that is been forged by him. It is said to be indestructible and the only weapon that can kill a supernatural being. You may be wondering how I possessed a such treasure, well, he used to summon me and wished to be the best blacksmith in the world, so I gave the Devil's hand and in return, instead of taking his soul, I ask him to make me the best sword that can kill all types of supernatural being inclu

He wouldn't dare tell Devon. Derrick ignored me as he continued blabbing on. " She hated you! Wanted to kill you! Do you what she always called you, a devil! You were the devil, Devon! " “That’s a lie!” Devon snapped. “Oh?” Derrick taunted. “Because I remember holding her while she cried about how much she hated you. Devil Devon! " “That is not true!” I shouted, my voice breaking. Derrick laughed. “Isn’t it? Then why did you try to forget your sorrows by sucking my dick?! "

“Didn’t you? Somewhere deep down.” He nodded once. “There’s an old prophecy even demons don’t repeat. A child born of choice, not summoning. Of love, not hunger.” His voice cracked. “I never thought it could be real.” The presence beneath them shifted again—approval rolling through the realm like thunder without sound. Then it demanded payment. The ground split open, a narrow fissure glowing faintly, and from it rose a single truth, pressed into Sarai’s mind with ruthless clarity: For the child to remain hidden, the devil must be bound.

“That’s how!” Cole and I glare at one another irately, both our chests rising and falling with every raucous breath we took. Cole takes a step toward me, cups my face in his hands, and looks deeply into my eyes. “I can’t stand the thought of you loving someone else. It makes me crazy just thinking about him kissing these lips.” He states, brushing his lips over mine before he sucks my bottom lip, eliciting a moan from me while he backs me up against the door slowly. “Tasting your skin.” He whispers, running his tongue up my throat. I bite my lip, curling my fingers around his jacket. “Feeling your silky-smooth skin against his fingers…” He breathes, trailing his fingers down my sides, making

"Then you're in love with her.” "I'm not,” "Yes, you are. But that girl ain't loyal one bit. What if she's having some secret business with someone else then? She's too gullible for this world, just like a little duckling.” I swallowed, unable to respond even though I knew I could just deny, but the fact that it was the truth was defeating. “Find a partner, not to love but to fuck. Your little dick must be a poor guy. Lack of sex can affect you, who knows? Also, we both know you need a child, don't you?”

The sensation of it all. “Use your words, love.” “What’s the question?” “Good girl.” He scrolled down to the text box. “The question is: Who does the devil love the most in the world?” “What? The devil? Love?” “Uh-huh.” He laughed. “I don’t know. Come on, I bet you know it. It’s really easy. Don't overthink it.” I sniffed. “You’re the devil.” I muttered. “Warmer.” He buzzes straight into my ear.

“I shall not mention about Devils to anyone. I shall not tell any human that Mark Scott saved me. I shall not fall in love with a Devil” Lily paused as she read the last term. She lifted her eyes and met Mark’s gaze who was smiling at her. “I did not understand the last term,” Lily stated and looked at Evander. “The meaning is simple. You cannot love a Devil,” Evander stated with a blank expression. “I cannot do that. I am not signing it. I am already in love with a… Devil,” Lily sternly asserted and stood up the chair. Mark closed his eyes. Lucian looked at Lily with an amusement.

"But I am wishing that they will." "That would be one hell of a miracle if it happened," the devil commented. "He’s a demon who swore to hate love, you see." "I know," she said, nodding. "But you forgot who Rhian is. She’s a bad bitch that everyone can’t handle." "Just like you?" "Yeah," she cheekily grinned. "Zin, let’s go home; I hate this weird atmosphere."