The Devil Wears Prada Novels & Stories

He’s a family friend, he knows we need to keep everything under wraps till after the church ceremony, that’s why we asked him to marry us. I knock and open the door, I see my dad standing close to the judge. Carlos is sitting in one of the chairs, tapping his foot. I greet them and look over to the window and see her, how can a woman look that gorgeous only to be so evil. She’s wearing a simple White Teardrop Bodycon, one shoulder, Midi dress. The shoulder that has the teardrop cut out is covered in diamantes that run all the way along the straps that go over her shoulder and down to the back of the dress. Its figure hugging, with a long slit along the left side of the dress that stops by he

"Hi, welcome to Cris Cafe what can I get for you?" "I'll like a cup of cappuccino and an apple pie," the lady said with an attitude, I wasn't in the mood to say anything so I just made her coffee and handed her pie to you. "Hey bitch" Mario my best friend said to me "Have you heard the news?" he continued "What news?" "That Walker enterprise is open for submission of applications as a personal assistant, I think you should submit one, I have the hope that you'll be called for an interview "

Prisca screamed. Scarlett carefully dropped the tray on the table and gave out a loud burp. “Disgusting!” Prisca snapped. “Whatever, I can’t waste my manners on you” she cooed. “You don’t have manners at all, you should literally stop making up for yourself,” Prisca retorted. Scarlett smiled while approaching her, “let me have them!” she ordered. Prisca handed over the clothes to her without uttering a single word. Scarlett looked at the dresses one after the other and handed over a black silky gown, with diamonds sparkling all over it like stars to her, she looked at it for a moment and smiled happily.

However, like the dress, Lora's mask was red, and that was able to make the woman even more attractive. The place exuded money, a lot of money. All the people there looked golden, one more powerful than the other. The glasses in graceful hands, the millionaire heels, the tailored suits, the jewelry on display; the way fortune looked like something ordinary was stark. - "Jean" a female voice called, and the three turned to face Deana Reys, the protagonist of Jean's film. She was a tall blonde, some said she would be the perfect replacement for Cameron Diaz. Deana looked even more elegant in her dress, a blue Prada.

Vimar and Brage sink into the grass, while Indra manages to stay upright. "Your friends aren't as strong as you are. You're interesting, little girl. Who are you?" Indra raises her chin, looks defiantly into the fairy queen’s bottomless black eyes and replies in a strong voice: "I am Indra, the Devil's Daughter." Melia's backing away. Her companions make hissing noises and the ashen fog retreats several meters revealing blossoming wildflowers underneath. Melia raises a hand and the fog stops. Then she turns back to Indra and studies her from top to bottom. "I didn't know Lucifer had a daughter..."

If only he knew just how aroused I became thinking about the Devil exerting some barbarity on me, he would have been worried about me in a different way. I quickly looked around, satisfied with the lavish interior my eyes beheld. A long stack of stairs framed with and gold railing of welded steel with intricate design was the centerpiece in this floor, outshining even the brilliant placement of the piano room. I made the conscious decision to take the stairs to the nineth floor to give myself more time to mentally prepare for my pending meeting with the Devil. I examined my wear as I ascended a few steps and I decided to lower the zip of my bodysuit and reveal a daring glimpse of cleavage so

Everyone glanced at the soundproof glass door where the ‘She” Miss Yumi was referring to would appear. Nervous draw of breaths was heard as the woman with overflowing beauty, self-confidence, and indestructible arrogance finally appeared. She was the unapologetic, sharp-tongued The Palace Mall and Hotel Vice President, Thera De Marco. She actually stood five feet and four inches tall if she was not wearing her four-inched black Prada stilettos. She was wearing a Prada radzmire wool and silk dress. She paired it with her black Prada Saffiano leather shoulder bag, which she carelessly tossed to Laida, her personal assistant, who was following her long strides diligently. Thera's expensive acce

"How about this!!!!" "REALLY LUCAS!" The Devil throw back his head. 'Those imbeciles' "Come onnn this is gorgeous. Huh! I bet Cinderella will ditch the dumb prince to wear this!" "I said no! That is not even princess type." Currently The Devil has held a competition. Yes a competition. That is about who can find the best princess dress.The participants are Lucas and the devil's sister Rehana. Both highly qualified as they brag about their fashion sense all the damn time. Both are competitive.

not like some devil who teases me always thinking about devil here he comes I thought he will shout on her strangely he supported her later he praised her for coffee woah what exactly happening to this devil hey God did you listened to my prayers after all these years thank you god for showing a way for me atleast now this devil changes ♡SRISTE POV♡ I got ready early but due to mari we all became late whatever we reached to office by that time he didn't arrived yet I went to top floor one girl said he asked me to wait in his cabin I'm waiting for him by that time only I seen a fish I'm talking to it when I seen they're behind another man also with him the girl who sent me inside was lying th

That was mind trying to betray me! He wears a white long sleeve shirt without a tie and a white trouser. So the devil want to act as an angel-scoff, his face is too sinful to be an angel. He keep his eyes on me without blinking, he makes me suffocate inside the full-conditioned cafetaria. Lidya try to fix her hair, she display her ten thousand megawatts smile that always works to melt everyone.