Tremble With Fear The Devil Awakens Novels & Stories

How could I tell him his master is a devil who knew every breath I used to take? My life had changed upside down. I hate ignoring Angelo and fear the nights. For the entire day, I was thinking about Decker. His touch was fresh on my fingertips. I closed my eyes as I tried to remember his sculpted body, but his words were buzzing in my ears. His touch, his warmth, alerted me he would come soon. My heart beat fast again, as I could feel strange knots in my stomach. These knots were not the excitement, but the fear he created in my mind. It felt like you were trying hard to see in the darkroom, but you could only feel his presence, unable to figure out who he was. I was not tired, but I wanted

"Don't shoot." The room fell silent. His men stared. "...Boss?" Lorenzo opened his eyes again. This time, there was something dangerous in them. Not anger. Not mercy. Something neither he nor his men could name. "Bring him to me." Every man in the room understood the order. Kai Bennett was no longer just a witness. He had become someone the Devil wanted alive. And in Lorenzo De Luca's world... Being wanted by the Devil was often more terrifying than being marked for death.

‎The cavern convulsed. ‎ ‎The tremor rolled through the stone like a beast waking in fury, shaking steel and flesh alike. Tools clattered to the ground, crates toppled with splintering crashes, and the aircraft’s turbines screamed higher, their blades chopping air in violent resistance. Sparks spat from overhead wiring, raining blue-white arcs like lightning trapped in a cage. ‎ ‎Ayla’s thumb stayed pressed against the red trigger, her hand trembling, but the light in her palm held steady, glowing blood-bright against her skin.

"I don’t know why this stupid egg matters to you so much, but you are not getting away with it, not on my watch." Before he could react, I lunged forward and grabbed the glowing orb from the chest and stumbled back, cradling it. His calm shattered instantly. "No." Doom roared, leaping to his feet but I didn’t hesitate. I smashed the egg to the ground between us, time seemed to freeze. A flash of white light burst from the floor like a sunbeam cracking open the earth. The room vibrated, energy rippling through the air like a shockwave, I watched in horror as he staggered back, dazed... Like he was smacked by something powerful right in the face.

I say, as I land a spank on his ass. He let out a sinful whimper, but kept looking at me like I'm his god. Idiot. Such a pretty idiot. He suddenly can't keep his hand steady. It's as if growing heat in my pants is scaring him, and that'd have been true if the full length hadn't been up his gut and down his throat. “Touch me without trembling,” I murmur, tilting his chin up with two fingers. “Come on. You can manage that much, can’t you?”

His hands slid down my back, settling at my waist. The warmth between us ignited, controlled but powerful. I traced the scar along his jaw gently. “You will come back to me,” I said. “I will fight my way through hell if I must.” We rested our foreheads together, breathing in unison. Outside, thunder rolled faintly in the distance. The storm was coming. But for this moment, wrapped in his arms, I felt no fear. Only love. And the quiet understanding that sometimes the night before battle is more terrifying than the battle itself.

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

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…

One of expression that so strange was the curiousity and confussion that came out strange when there's pain and fear that couldn't hide about in his eyes. “This is not defying the heaven,” the Devil's voice thundered about in his mind that shocked Raj once again. But not as shocked as before, he could remain to observed the Devil. “This is defying everything that common in this surrounding. You haven't heard a Devil turned Alpha in the history? That's may never happen like it was hidden, hidden through everyone's understanding!”

I collapsed, trembling, ruined, his cum dripping down my thighs. The Devil leaned down, licking the tears from my cheek. “Now,” he whispered, his voice pure sin, “the bargain begins.” I thought it was over. My body was wrecked, trembling from the brutal way he took me. His cum still leaked from between my thighs, warm and sticky, soaking the sheets. My chest rose and fell in ragged gasps. But the Devil… he wasn’t done. He sat back, watching me like a predator, his cock still thick, glistening with me. His smirk widened when I tried to close my legs.