The Life And Loves Of A She Devil Book Novels & Stories

She molded me and gave me a reason to live. But that was years ago. Anita left that life behind, trading her blades for peace and love. She married Frederick Tyson, another retired assassin. They built a happy life together, living the kind of peaceful life I wouldn't even dream of. Anita treated me like a sister and loved me like one but I couldn't reciprocate, i wasn’t the same girl she had saved. My heart had hardened, and my soul was too consumed by revenge to play the role of the doting sibling she desires.

“She is supposed to be welcoming me. Why is she shouting? Is it so wrong that I made time to visit her?” “I don’t need your visitation and I hate your hypocrisy!” she shouted angrily. “Just be the horned devil you are, there are no cameras around.” I stared at her menacingly and saw her shift a little out of fear. I smiled, seeing that I had successfully intimidated her. “I will let go of the cold welcome,” I said, taking my seat on the sofa. “Now run to the kitchen, Zara, and get me a cold drink.”

“…you will survive this. If you comply. If you learn your place. And perhaps, in time… you will understand that being mine is not the end of your life. It is the only way forward.” Her mind raced. Her body shook. She hated him. She feared him. And yet, beneath the terror, beneath the anger, something darker took root—a dangerous curiosity, a reluctant fascination she couldn’t admit to herself. Because he wasn’t just taking her. He was claiming her completely. And for the first time in her life, Yesha Elaine understood: the rules no longer applied. They belonged to him.

After he was done with her,she would be asking for excursions to hell. Call him heartless but the king of lust didn't see giving a lady the time of her life as such a bad thing. He was going to show her the good in the world, she was avoiding and the pros and cons of the game.Maybe if she became a pro,he would give her a chance to be a star in one of his porn companies. Yes,he would go that far,if you underestimated the guy they had just made the Devil then you got it all wrong.That white speck would be made black no matter what.

For a devil like him, it was very strange that he used to love my mother dearly and after her death, he never married again though his sexual life became more colorful with no bastard child involved. "Who says you can't produce your child in less than a year, Hunter?" He laughs dryly," Oh My Jesus! You blessed me with a naive son." "What do you mean?" I furrows my brows together, my heartbeats are up again, this man has something going inside his brain.

Placing the book on the table, she ran her fingers on it, and she felt the same thing she had felt when she was at the book fair. She heaved as she opened the book and began to read, and her imagination went wild as she pictured that it was her and Grey the book was all about. The goddess had fallen in love with the demon emperor which was against the rules of heaven, but, she did not care. She was ready to lose all that she had just to be with him, and so did he. Casted out of the heavens, and rid of her powers, she lived a human life with the demon emperor without his realization, until the day she was attacked, and she could not defend herself. That was when he knew of her huge sacrifice,

She knows dealing with him can be signing off herself to her death but she was ready to put everything on stake. For him she was only a pawn but their deal changed something in him. A crack, something shifted inside him and he knew that Olivia Vitalio, daughter of his biggest enemy is going to be his death. The devil was losing his heart even before he could realize that he had one at the first place. His love was unexpected and she was burning him with her fire, he who wanted to ruin her world was being destroyed by her into pieces and bringing his doom.

she picked up a photograph of the arms dealer, eyes glittering with contempt “—is already drowning in debt. His empire is a house of cards. All we have to do is pull away the foundation.” She stood, walking to the board, tapping her pen against the faces of their enemies one by one. “Darius. Marek. Serrano. They’ve built their thrones on alliances. We turn those alliances into nooses. We don’t hit them in chaos—we hit them in sequence, cutting off every lifeline until they choke.” Lucian’s lips curved, slow and dangerous. Approval burned in his dark gaze. “She’s right.” Marco gave a low whistle, shaking his head with something between awe and unease. “You’ve turned her into a devil too, boss

(Shakes booty happily). And here I am, presenting you The Devil’s Rose which is a cocktail of heartbreak, gunfights, power struggles, and of course, the kind of love that makes you scream, cry, and maybe throw your phone across the room (guilty). But wait, don’t get too comfortable! This book may be wrapped up nice and neat but there's still so much blood, betrayal, and cliffhangers to come because why give you peace when I can keep you screaming at your screen?

Fire ignites in my lower abdomen, burning every organ of my body in its path, making my blood boil and unleashing the most overwhelming and burning desire I have ever felt. I want him, here, now. I crave not just his kisses or his hands, but every part of him. I want to melt into him, take him inside, absorb him completely until I drive he crazy, until I have him eating from my hand. I want to possess the Devil... and I'm going to get it. He thinks he seduces me, but the opposite happens. I will be his hostage, but he will become my slave. Then his phone rings and the magic is broken.