The Life And Loves Of A She Devil Novels & Stories

In fact, age and money had only served to further refine those looks, making him even more I stared at my new found heaven forgetting that the devil wears white and the devil was one of the most handsome men in heaven.

He said in a cold, angry and stern voice. "Yes, master." She said in a low voice. "Now get out of my house you bitch." She stood up holding her head down in submission bowed in front of him and left through the huge dark double doors. The dark man sitting in the shadows was the example of the devil's right hand in the face of the earth. He was not the devil himself but she felt, knew and believed wholeheartedly that he was the devil himself. He was the devil lingering over her shoulders making her do everything he wanted and she hated. He was the devil accomplishing everything he wants through her. She doesn't get rewarded nor she gets praised by him if she does something right, he always fi

Her countenance, typically an array of animated expressions, had transformed into a tranquil tableau of serenity. A soft, barely discernible smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he observed her. Even the devil himself, in all his cunning and might, would find himself disarmed before such a woman. She bore no regal lineage, possessed no grand narrative of her life. Her beauty was not the kind to inspire poets or artists, and her dubious occupation had seemingly secured her a spot in the inferno. Yet, there was an aura about Reina, a quality that was singular and extraordinary. She held the uncanny ability to perceive devils—two of them, to be exact. To the untrained eye, they were indis

"You forget that God has nothing to do with this. The devil, however, is very present, and he will do as he pleases, just as you wanted. So, I suggest you shut up and take it all, baby." I can't help but take pride in the way Lily's makeup runs down her face, black streaks painting her cheeks as if she's been crying for days. She's picture fucking perfect, and I look forward to more nights like this. Never in a million years did I think I would ever have this angel in my life. I knew what I wanted and what I would do to make it happen, but for a while, I thought I would have to let her go. I didn't think she would ever forgive me, but she did, and now, she's mine. Who knew that all it took w

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: THE REAL HER NICO ———— It is true that the devil enjoys moments like this. He waits until you are already standing at the edge, already staring down at hell, already thinking about making the wrong decision. Then he pushes. Wrong decisions like wanting to kiss your boss’s wife. Like breaking the contract that you’re so certain you’d never break. Like craving more tastes of the lips that were never meant to be yours. And right now, the devil is smiling.

That night she came to dinner wearing shorts, she looked so fucking sexy and I wanted to send every one of my men out of the dining room and fuck the shit out of her on the dining table but I quickly brushed the thought off because what the fuck. Watching her sleep so peacefully made my heart start beating differently, I didn’t even know that shit still works. In my ‘line of work’, people refer to me as The Devil and I love that nickname. My hand involuntarily reached out to tuck a strand of her hair but I stopped and got up when I heard Gio come in. Thank God he didn’t see that. “Oh, why is our princess sleeping on a couch?” Gio said “Don’t know, don’t care” I answered as I loosened my tie

' 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘀𝗵 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹 ' Devils P.O.V This can only means one thing that she isn't one her slut cause all of his sluts have fuckable bodies but she , she is so small for it This can only means one thing that she isn't one her slut cause all of his sluts have fuckable bodies but she , she is so small for it .

"You definitely picked the right one to date, though. Devin is the real deal, and Devon leaves behind a trail of broken hearts." By the way her words were slurring together, I could tell the glass of wine she ordered wasn't her first of the evening. "I think that's why Devon settles for the never-ending stream of gold-digging baddies," she continued. "Who are baddies?" I genuinely asked her. "Oh, you know," she waved her hand around.

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

Her short, red hair bounces on her elegant shoulders as she walks into the Mansion. “Well, well, well, I never knew that the Devil has a sister,” Alexis says, scrunching up her nose. She clearly does not like the woman. “A sister? Oh wow. She’s pretty though,” Kayola says and one glance at Alexis’ face sends her into peals of laughter. *********** Devilio is in his room, on his couch to be precise. He is lost in thought. Why on earth does he keep thinking about her? Despite the way he hates her, he can’t get her out of his head.