The Devil Thought He Had Me Novels & Stories

He took threatening steps towards me and I started to move back but something held me in place and that was 'GREAT WALL OF DEVIL'S HELL' "What do you think you are trying to do? You will fool me and run away but you know what? I am Mr. Khanna and Mr. KHANNA gets what he wants and Mr. KHANNA leaves them when he himself got bored and dumped them", the Devil said his words hit my little heart. End Of POV:- .. .. Thank You ShineeSunshine ❤️

"I don't deserve you being this understanding." "Maybe not." I managed something close to a smile, small and tired. "But I'm done spending my life waiting for the world to hand me what I deserve. I'd rather choose what I want instead." "And what do you want?" I looked at him for a long moment, this man who'd been called the Devil by everyone who thought they knew him, who was, underneath all of it, just as broken and just as desperate to fix what had been broken as I was.

But he couldn’t remember pissing off any women lately. “Dave and Tobias came back from their run,” Jax told him. “Did they collect?” Bane asked, irritated to have been called down for a simple debt collection. “You can say that,” Jax said. He looked serious. Another shriek sounded from within the counting room and Bane had had enough. He walked over, unlocked the door, and pushed it open. By nothing but luck, the stapler that came flying missed his head and hit the door frame. Bane’s eyes followed it as it fell to the floor with a second crash. He then looked up and saw an angel. It took him a moment to realise that it wasn’t an angel, but a scared and crying woman.

She was trapped. " You owe me one?" He said with his deep voice, you could only imagine what thoughts were running through his mind. Mirabel unknowingly signed a deal with the devil and there was no turning back. "Ye..yes," she said cowering in fear, 'what was happening, she wondered. "And..." Axel said but paused for a little before he continued, "You'll repay the next time we meet?" he asked another question, Axel was intentionally using his words to trap her down.

However, he was not for her and had been playing with her to get what he wanted all along. It had been awful seeing him with someone she thought was her friend. It did not startle Janice when it happened, since she knew he would eventually leave like the others. She had prepared for the day he'd say the same things others had said. Though it hurts, she was glad she didn't give herself to him. Because that would have been the worst. She wouldn't be able to look him in the eyes, neither would she be able to stare at her supposed friend. Yet, the person she had willingly given herself was the devil himself.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

She knew Darren was ruthless and heartless but he wouldn't kill anyone—So she believed. Jonathan on the other hand wasn't a liar, she had seen everything with her own eyes. “There has to be some kind of misunderstanding,” Emery wasn't ready to accept this yet, she had to find out the Truth herself. The bang on the door increased, it sent shivers down her spine. Emery couldn't face Darren now at least not now. “Darren is the devil himself, he could read your thoughts!” Jonathan's voice was laced with words, each word from him etched deeply in her heart.

Olivia "If you think I'm going to sleep on the same bed with you, you're wrong!" I yelled after the devil left the room. Obviously he was the devil!What kind of a man will chose to marry a woman with no feeling or knowing her !Only a devil can and that room was his personal hell .Actually his entire house was hell in my opinion.. But if he thought I would share a room with him, he was wrong. Damn wrong! There wasn't even a damn sofa in that room, only the huge bed. The colors were black as expected, like his dark soul.

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

Did he just say they want to turn my best friend into one of their sluts? “Excuse me?” I ask, needing to make sure I heard him right before I lose my shit. “She either becomes an old lady or a Souleater,” Devil repeats, serious, like he didn’t just sign his own death warrant. I stand, pushing my chair back so hard it falls. My mind blanks. Tunnel vision kicks in. My breathing slows. The rage vanishes. I go cold. “You want to use my best friend for your little fuckfests?” My voice is calm. Detached. Ice-cold.