Novel & Cerita The Life And Loves Of A She Devil Book

"I think he has a point. I'm not one to judge people, but she seems genuine. She has been with you since your injury and even tried to spend the night here. I had to practically force her to go home. Dare I say she might even like you." "I think you are wrong Felipe." My mind went back to the kiss we shared. "Think about it. What woman would go out of her way for a man she didn't need anything from? She couldn't possibly be after your money, she has tons of it." I sighed, giving up. "I don't know, that woman is difficult to read. I wish I could know how her mind works." "Why do you think she's called the devil? You can never know what she's thinking."

Like I can finally have a life, maybe find someone to love me like I desperately crave. I took a deep breath, pinching the space between my brows. I don't deserve her, I'm not good enough. She deserves far better, but I want her anyway. I want to be selfish and keep her by my side even though I don't deserve it. I just want to go somewhere devoid of humans where we can live out our lives happily till we grow old. But I guess that somewhere can only be found in heaven, and heaven is for angels. She's an angel. I'm the Devil.

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

"I swore on my parents' graves that one day I would come back. I would burn their world down. I would take back everything that was mine, and I would make them pay for every drop of blood they spilled." "And that is how the Devil was born, Belle. To survive in this world, I had to become worse than the monsters. I had to become the Devil himself." THE HEALING Silence filled the room. Isabella looked at me with tears streaming down her face. She didn't look scared. She didn't look at me like I was a monster. She looked at me with pity... and love. "Oh, Alex..." she cried softly, throwing her arms around my neck and pulling me into a hug. "My poor baby... you went through all that alone?"

Emerald does not recognize love, she lives because the world is still running if Emerald can choose then she has long wanted death. At the age of seventeen, Emerald was required to leave the social shelter which ended up making Emerald have to return to struggle to stay alive. Emerald worked part-time and the rest of the time she spent reading books in the city library, sometimes Emerald used that excuse to sleep there. She didn't go to school, but the knowledge from reading made Emerald intelligent in terms of theories of knowledge. Now that Emerald was twenty-five years old, life seemed to be just as tiring as before. You can see Emerald stepping towards her room, she now lives in a minima

He ferociously glared at her, shooting daggers out of his eyes in hopes of killing Veronica in one strike. Before she could comprehend what was happening, she was now on the bed with Sebastian atop her, propping his hand on the bed as he glared at her beneath him. "Oh really? Do you want to try and see if it's pleasing to the body?" He asked sinisterly, an evil grin threatening to be released from his face. For once, Veronica stiffened as her back drenched in sweat. It was then she realized she had sucessfully angered the great devil. Not wanting to lose the battle, she pretended to be unaffected as she twirled the corner of his sleeves pyjamas seductively while batting her lashes.

She replied but she didn't seem like a bride who was happy about getting married— I knew asking her about it was vein but still I wished she could tell me what was going on with her. “ Anyways…” Annika drawled pulling my attention towards her. “ Tell me how the man who shot your groom, ruined your wedding and kidnapped you became the love of your life…” “ Come on Nika, loosen up! Haven't you heard about enemies to lovers…” Leila gushed dreamily. She probably was imagining some scene from one her favourite novels. “ I'm sure she hated him and badly wanted to murder him but he worked his way to her heart…right? Daphne?”

Author pov People are tragically, gloriously mistaken to think that humans are the highest form of life and the only beings that live on our planet. But they forget to acknowledge the fact that there are devils in the form of humans living with us. The first night Alessia Rivera met Dante Moretti, she should have known he was trouble. The kind of man who looked like sin dressed in a tailored suit. The kind of man mothers warned their daughters about. But she hadn’t listened. Maybe she couldn’t.

She's not sure who that person is, but the way he's talking seems like he's someone Richard listens to. Emily worked for three days only, but one thing she noticed is that no one dared to defy Richard. Every staff member was secretly calling him "the devil" – except for her. She didn't want to think of him that way, believing that no one is perfect. In Richard's case, he was just a naturally hot-headed guy, but that didn't make him the devil in her eyes. Despite the headache he gave her with all the documents and work, she thought maybe he was just testing her, so she didn't give up. "You're talking about my ex-secretary, aren't you?" Richard said. "He's no longer my secretary; I fired him a

I opened the door, seeing Althaia had changed her clothes and was sitting on the bed with her sketchbook. “How’s my curious little psychopath?” I teased and sat on the bed in front of her. Her cheeks started to flush when she gave an innocent smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I have been here all the time.” “Sure you have.” I chuckled and grabbed her waist. I had her straddle me as I continued to give her a teasing look. “Have I not said you would be one terrible spy?” “You really are The Devil! How did you know?”