The Devil Thought He Had Me Novels & Stories

His closeness always affects me so that I want to drown in it but a devil-like him can't confuse my soul This is my chance to save Thomas from the clutches of devil

the devil in my mind snuggles the thought of thinking something sinister. “What should I think I shouldn’t ask for?” I tried to think. Suddenly, the image of Angelo came to my mind. The second moment, my eyes were wide open. The devil inside me smirked, “Something sinister, huh?” I fluttered my eyes to make them heavy as I converged to think about him. His sculpted body as my eyes trailed through every part of his body. I wanted to touch him badly, and kissed me. I didn’t know if the next thing happened between us or not, but I didn’t feel Decker’s presence beside me.

*Fuck,* he thought, suppressing a low groan. Just once, let me make you mine just for once. The moment I have my fill of you, I'll cast you out of my life for good."Once I'm satisfied , I'll throw you out... This madness, this relentless hunger to make you mine, is going to ruin me." Dev couldn't even recognize the thoughts echoing in his own mind. The man who discarded women as effortlessly as used tissues, drifting through them without a second glance, was now standing paralyzed before an ordinary girl who commanded his every sense.

she whispered, her breath cold against my skin, “you belong to him.” A shiver crawled down my spine. She didn’t let me pull away. “The Devil is one of a kind,” she whispered. “Do you understand what that means?” I shook my head once. Barely. She pressed a kiss to my cheek, soft and dry. “It means remember yourself,” she said, pulling back just enough to meet my eyes again. “So you don’t drown in him.” The words hit like a prophecy.

So we just stay in silence for a few seconds , which I drooled over his bare upper body and thought of how I would leave so many marks on it. "So I am the devil?"

His words only made Nora run faster as she cried invisible tears. God! Why couldn’t she just stop getting herself into trouble with the devil? The end…

“Those pretty eyes can’t stop following Lisa. You’re thinking, ‘what kind of assholes would make someone in her condition work for them?’ Am I right?” “No, I was…” “Well, that is what happened when you think of messing with me. It didn’t take more than two bullets. Yours will be a worse fate if you dare me, I assure you,” the devil dropped before lifting his cup of coffee to his lips. He did it to her? Of course. The food in my mouth suddenly nauseated me, and I pushed it down with a forceful gulp of water. “Excuse me.” I shot up from my chair and left.

I asked, even though there were a thousand other things I wanted to say, beginning with asking how he could kill someone. His eyes feverishly scanned my features. "Sarah," he muttered, locking his eyes on mine. "I'm so sorry. The things I've done... I thought that I was smart. I thought that I could survive this…" He took off his cap and dragged his shaky fingers through his hair. A shiver ran down my spine. "What did you do?" I breathed out. He swallowed. "I started working for the devil." "What devil?" I began to wonder if his words weren't a sign of madness corrupting his mind.

He cursed under his breath. At first prince Arthur couldn't take his eyes off the red ones peering at him, it was as if he has been glued to those flaming eyes, but that spell lost it effect on him the moment he heard another growl from the massive creature laying on the floor with an arrow stuck in his heart. ‘ isn't this what they call caught between the devil and the deep blue sea?, but then no matter how beautiful the sea might appear, the devil you know is far better.’ “Ahhhhhhhh"

"I've always thought fallen angels are like you and me, the fallen ones, of course, because the angels of light, I believe, are spirits. If the fallen ones are on Earth, why wouldn't they be human like us? Obviously, they have some powers." "You know what, Mark? That's okay, it's just as you say," the teacher cut him off from speaking further, although Mark seemed about to say something else, but then the bell rang. I breathed a sigh of relief. However, as I packed my things into my bag, I kept pondering the same question Mark had asked. Are those demons like us? Thinking about it, I felt my skin crawl. So, I dismissed the thought. As I walked out into the hallway, I bumped into Alessa and K