The Devil Takes You Home Novels & Stories

he claimed. I looked straight into his eyes. They were filled with a kind of insane possessiveness, mixed with warmth. He truly looked like a devil that was craving for my soul, but this Devil was also willing to devote himself giving me tenderness and protection I was seeking through my whole life… I was ready to sign the pact, even with shedding all of my blood. “You can belong only to me,” he whispered and kissed my lips. At the same time his long fingers painted lines up and down my spine and back. I got lost in this sensation, the waves of electrifying excitement kept flowing through my entire body. Suddenly, he stopped, again, teasing me, making me want him more.

Below us, the lead intruder finally moved; removing his helmet. I leaned closer. Recognition hit like ice water. “No,” I whispered. Dominic’s gaze sharpened. “You know him.” “Not personally,” I said. “But I know the organization.” “Say it.” “Black Meridian.” Even Dominic went still for a fraction of a second. Black Meridian didn’t do scouting raids. They acquired leverage assets. Intelligence extraction. Coercive bargaining. Precision destabilization. “They’re not here to kill,” I said quietly. “They’re here to take.”

I know I live in my own dream world, but even I know that this isn’t one of my stories, Devil won’t take me away with her, Devil won’t be my mommy, Devil would lose interest in the end. “I’m ready,” I tell her with both my bags in hand, she smiles and leads me outside toward her car, the red Camaro, the car stood out in my neighbour it didn’t belong there none of the cars were fancy enough to be even compared to hers, and even the flashy ones aren’t that flashy, but still there stood the red sports car. Devil opened the trunk for my things, I could see other bags there, some plastic, some not, I could see a change of clothes, the trunk was pretty much filled, maybe it was all her torture dev

“Your father gave you to me, and I can't let those idiot rivals of his tamper with you. You’re sharp-tongued, defiant, and breathtaking. I’ve never wanted someone so badly while simultaneously needing them to fight me.” I pressed back slightly, smirk tugging at my lips despite the tremor in my body. “You talk too much, devil’s son. But keep it up, I like the sound of your voice.” He chuckled, low and throaty, the sound pressing against my skin, making my blood run hot. “That’s only the beginning. By the time this night ends, I’ll have you knowing exactly who’s in charge, and yet, you’ll still think you are.” And for the first time since they had dragged me from my home, I realized something

Why she had caught the eye of the devil? She came back to the present when he opened her door and offered her his hand. She took it as they had arrived home. Home? Is that what it is? A Home? No it’s a prison and a beast inhabits it. And now, he had caught her. She was going to be devoured by him. There was no escaping.

“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.

He wasted no time in expressing his fury, his voice a thunderous growl. "Do any of you have any idea what you've brought upon us? Do you have any idea how much business alliances and trusted allies you al have cost me?" The room was paralyzed by his wrath, and none of us dared to meet his eyes. The tension was suffocating, and the fear that had gripped us was almost tangible. The man that stod before me looked nothing like the man I desperately used to crave. This one felt like the real devil, the same one the FBI painted a picture of to me. He didn’t even spare me a glance but i could rarely get the words out of my mouth.

Everyone's shocked is priceless as he entered the grand entrance of Darkspot, bowed in fear as they realized who it was walking in confindence and authority to the company he will surely own someday. “Those people,” he added with silent curse in his breath, “who knows what inside their head?” he must really be careful more than he used to. Now that the engagement he have to a Soner is still the talk of the town, everyone still not get over with their doubt. How they feel bad for a poor Soner to marry a devil? “The devil,” Whispered from the people inside the close door who don't know their place. “How can we enthrusted the Darkspot to an anti-social freak?”

He knew his daughter hated him a lot, to the point she didn't even want to see his face. "Tanya, don't say that about your father. He loves you a lot. And all I said earlier is real, we are about to go bankrupt. The only thing that can save us now is to have the devil invest in our company, or else we will all be doomed." Lydia said. Tanya seemed to contemplate what Lydia said, "Hmm, so, who's the devil?" "Dear tanya, you are asking who the devil is so casually?" Lydia asked. "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.

After a long bath, I climbed out, wrapped myself in a towel, and went back to my room to change into fresh clothes. I lay back on the bed and immediately picked up my phone. Helen’s call came through. “Helen…” “Why didn’t you tell me you’re the devil’s girlfriend now?” she cut me off. At her words, I shot upright, my heart thudding. Girlfriend? The devil’s girlfriend… as in Liam? How? I don’t remember Liam ever asking me out. What on earth is she talking about? “What are you saying?” I asked. “Don’t pretend you don’t know. My brother was kidnapped, and guess who took him? The devil. All because he wants him to stay away from you,” Helen said. From her voice, I could tell she was struggling n