White She Devil Novels & Stories

That made the Goddess snap her fingers and look at the devil. “Did you really use all the magic to revive the dead?” the goddess asked as she approached the devil, giving the sorceresses time to get away. “You don't seem to have learned anything.” The devil approached her and grabbed her by the neck. Azael immediately pushed him away, and the white she-wolf approached, growling at the devil. “I will revive my fallen brothers, just as I recovered my cursed body, and I will kill you so slowly that I will enjoy it,” said the devil.

I will also not force you to perhaps do some actions that you shouldn't do. "Believe me, none of that is a problem, and I really know that this is fate. Lilian has taken the wrong path, of course there must be a very appropriate punishment. Do you think a figure who has gained power from the devil will be able to become a wolf again? The woman had made an agreement in which the woman had given up her identity as an Alpha woman and became the devil's queen. Of course that was a very real thing and no matter what, the figure of the devil's queen that the woman had now obtained could not be replaced and would not can never be replaced by anyone and can never return to being a wolf again. And mo

I ask quietly. She shakes her head quickly. “I—I don’t know—Adrian, I swear, I didn’t—” “Don’t,” I cut in, voice low but dangerous. “Don’t lie to me.” She steps back, tears glistening now, but I can’t tell if they’re real or rehearsed. “You think I’d betray you?” she whispers. “I think,” I say slowly, “someone already has. And right now, I don’t know who to trust.”

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..."

It had been exactly 1 hour ago that Maria run into her office.Her reason for fleeing the grips of the Devil was surely understandable.She had gotten a glimpse of Asmo's real face.She saw the horns,the scary dark eyes he possessed and the resemblance of every horrible but dangerously handsome description of the King Of Hell's new cursed appearance.She was trying to convince herself that she was hallucinating but her mind kept telling her the same thing,"He told you he was the devil why don't you want to believe it".She was deep in her mental turmoil confused about what was real and what was not when she heard a sound behind her.

The underground gambling den smelled of cigar smoke and old money, humming with the sound of shuffled cards, clinking chips, and muffled curses. Viviana descended the concrete steps without hesitation, heels clicking against the cold floor. She was dressed in sleek black leather pants that hugged her curves like a second skin, paired with a crimson satin blouse tucked in just right, its buttons teasingly open near her collarbone. Her dark hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail, green eyes sharp, confident, and hungry.

It was chilling to look at. The woman looked down at him and said in a sweet voice, "Mr. Golden Shark, I'm Septem." Septem. Golden Shark looked at the woman in shock. She was the devilish woman who emerged from the Isle of Hell six months ago. The trials of selection had always been extremely cruel. Only a handful of people would survive the trials each time. Things were different this time. Everyone died except for her. According to rumors, the people she killed died gruesome deaths. Her methods were very effective. She was known as the She-Devil.

Not even Lance himself. But Wade’s words cut back through her resolve. You’re not an angel. You’re the devil in disguise. Her breath faltered. She turned to the mirror above her vanity. The woman looking back at her was perfect. Smooth waves of hair, flawless makeup, posture of a queen. But her eyes betrayed her. They were too wide, too bright, a storm barely hidden. “Devil?” she whispered, almost to herself. “If that’s what I am… then so be it.”

So Noir practically hid Blanche on his wings, let her stay with them, met Zara that became his ex-wife, met his half-brother, Doe, basically everyone that's dear to him, everyone that Blanche wished to have. But still, just like someone who jumps in the air, she needs to get back on the ground. She has pulled back again to the organization and that's when she met the devil. She assured her that's everything will be ordered just like she want if she just submits back to her. And who can't say no to that? The devil knew what she did and she's being hated so what's stopping her to say 'no' to her? Just like what the devil said, she can be a man and a woman, she can do things others can't, she c

"There was a devil ,you know an evil person.Then he saw an angel and wanted to have her. No cage her! he waited for many years to have her in his cage. He watched her to age into a beautiful girl. he watched her from far away! The devil inside of him couldn't wait anymore and was always planning to cage her , possess the angel. So he went with the plan to bring her in his dark cage and never let her go!" The more he whispers out the words the more she feels like she can't breath. Angel ? Angel ... She has a feeling that she knows the 'angel' he is talking about. She Whimpers . "Shh , my baby . hear me out first. " he takes a chunks of hair in his hand to play with it making her calm just a