The Devil Inside Her Novels & Stories

My insides twist on seeing more evidence of how wrong and mistaken I was. My father truly loved my mother and me. Both Leif and I were led down a misguided path of revenge on an innocent man. But Leif was still right to keep me a secret because this woman here is the real devil. "I always knew about the cheating." She regains her former strength. "That day I came to see you, I was only there to see what I was up against. When you took the fall for the meek little wife, obviously under Leif's instructions, I knew I had you right where I wanted you."

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j

“Aurora” “No, Dominique!” I shouted. “You don’t get to come here now and act like you care. You pushed me away. You used me like I was nothing more than a pawn in your stupid, twisted game. Remember I am the Devil's Handmaiden, you told me those words, And now you want to pretend like you give a damn?” He said nothing. But his silence screamed louder than words. I stepped closer, fury bubbling to the surface. “Do you even know what you did to me? What *you* turned me into? The torture in the discipline room, You did this.This version of me? You helped make her. You let me bleed.”

Her enemies will burn worlds to stop her. And deep inside her… a child grows stronger. A child who has already killed once. A child who speaks forbidden spells from the womb. A child destined to save creation — or end it. In Book Two of The Devil You Called series, Sarai must choose: Fight to keep her humanity… or embrace the darkness inside her and become exactly what the realms fear: The mother of the end. Chapter one Absolutely — here is Book Two: The Devil You Carry — Chapter One, continuing seamlessly from the shock of the last chapter. This chapter sets the tone of the new book, deepens the danger, raises the stakes, and shows the first real awakening of the child’s power.

Even now, the memory of that answer lived in her muscles, in the subtle, dangerous certainty of a body that no longer accepted powerlessness. She had survived The Devil. More than survived. She had learned him. And began to crave him. And still, she had not been undone. The thought did not weaken her. It steadied her. Because if she could stand in the presence of the Devil himself and not be destroyed— Then this? This thing made of ash and bone and borrowed fire, this would not be the thing that ended her. Her jaw tightened, her fingers curling slowly at her sides as the realisation settled deeper, layering over everything else she had begun to understand since stepping into this world.

I held perfectly still. “I’m not a threat,” she continued, and she sounded sincere. “I’ve moved on completely. I’m seeing someone wonderful. I just—” She met my eyes with raw honesty. “Be careful with him. He doesn’t understand what he offers people. He doesn’t realize how much of himself he reveals when he decides someone is worth his full attention.” Another pause. “And he has given you his full attention. That’s more than he ever gave me in two years.” She slipped away before I could answer, red dress gliding back into the crowd. What she left behind wasn’t a warning shot. It was something far more dangerous: honesty.

I'd slept with a whole number of women and none of them, no matter how much they felt they had control over me, no matter how much older they were than me, none of them has dared to lay a single finger on me…but this woman did, and she would get away with it too because, I didn't know why that silly move of hers was unbelievably hot. Like insanely hot. Her face lined with resentment and hatred, her nose flared as she gasped for air, her eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes filled with disgust, her lashes flickered as she tried to avoid my eyes, her back pressed against the bed frame creating distance between us, everything, every detail, every contour, every freckle. I remember everything and ev

Lucas told her as he leaned over to get closer while looking deeply into her eyes, waking the inner evilness within her. The girl stopped smiling, she can’t take her eyes off of Lucas’ nor can move her body, her face went pale and her hands feel cold as she loses herself in his eyes, dragging her inside her cell in hell. The power of the devil gave her a glimpse of her sinful desire.

“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.