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Dance With The Devil Harry Potter

Commitment With The Devil

{WARNING - MATURE CONTENT} "What is your wish?" Gazing into his violet eyes, I ask. Inside deep down, hopes grow. Please don't be something off the line. I can't handle such things like that. It is against will. "There is a massage I want to try out" Zander voices and takes his hands back. I finally get to escape the tight embrace. "Get in the car. There is a place I know" Turning around, I begin to walk away. Yet, his strong arm holds me back. He forces me to face him. What again? "We are not going out, miss independent" He grins. Alone with the evil smile, I can sense the mess he will cause with requests. "I don't know how to massage" A frown displays across my face. I really don't. He should just walk out of my house. "Who says you have to?" Zander raises his right brow. And I quiet down. No fucking way. "I am the one who is going to massage you... your breasts" The last two words he continues, feel like a lightning striking me in the middle of summer day. I knew this devil would ask for such sensual things! "No. Pick another wish. I am not permitting stuff like that" I instruct. Attempting to shove the man's grip away from my arm. "Don't you recall my statement, darling? You are not allowed to decline either" He brags. Of course, I am aware. But seriously? I have had sex for a few times only in my entire life with all the men I wasted my extra time on. I don't find the contentment in that area. "I am getting impatient, love. Let's commence already" Zander flashes his dimple smile. Picking me up in bridal way which catches me off guard. "Put me down!" With the strength I gained before, I try to get away. But still, he won't let me. "Don't move. Otherwise, I might end up doing much more worse thing than the massage to you" The whisper hushes me down. He is a devil, the type to do as his words. I better remain calm. There will be a chance for me to slip through this situation. Yes, I have to wait. "Good girl..." He grins down at me once I cease struggling. Jerk. His steps enter my bedroom. And he places me on the bed. "Strip now" He orders. His hand already has the oil bottle to begin the massage. He is really quick with everything. What should I do? "Come on, my gorgeous" He whines like a child begging for the sweet candy. "Are you certain this is only a massage?" I shoot a slight glare. Maybe it is fine to enjoy this. Also been a long time since I have spent a night with a man. I guess there is nothing to concern to have some fun with this devil. It is not like I can run away. "I would never lie to you" Zander assures. Well, I don't see anything wrong with these wishes. There are no feelings involved as well. I can use him for fun. Right. Think in positive way. "Are you going to observe me take the top off?" Over my query, the man's lips curve up. "Finally..." --------------- Violet Ravena, the fearsome mafia leader, was poisoned by her husband and his lover brutally. It turned out he had been planning to possess her belongings since the very beginning. Till the last breath, she wished for second chance, to avenge her husband who used her love. Soon, the desire was fulfilled by a flirty devil, Zander Gavril, who offered a contract out of interest. In return, she had to satisfy his one wish every day as he helped her accomplish the goal to venge the husband, Damian and his mistress, Nesta. [The story is written in characters' point of view for your information. In view of the fact that english is not my first language, there could be errors. If there were several mistakes in the chapters, I deeply apologize for those]
Hera_Cordelia · 104.5K Views

Stuck With The Devil

"As a mistress, you are to satisfy me in bed, as a human you shall satisfy me with your blood. And about your soul, I shall own it henceforth." An ancient blind demon suddenly gains freedom after being incarcerated for a thousand years. Since the body he had possessed had died and begun to rot, he goes around looking for a body to inhabit and begins his revenge in the modern world by killing off every descendant of the people who had locked him in the forbidden dungeon. Until the day, he possessed a young outcast turning him into a blind, ferocious, pathetic child beast whose aim is to regain his sight at all cost. * She has a secret. Never let anyone see your hair. But what happens when this innocent girl disobeys and even trusts an outcast blind boy, who appears to be more than willing to regain his sight? She decided to help him only to discover that she had helped the devil himself. Then many years later, they reunited only to be separated again and become great enemies. For Delilah to kill the possessed man, she is to go into the past, into the 19th century, where demons don't exist so that she would successfully be able to kill him. But unfortunately, life can't be scripted. She is reincarnated as a princess whose father had planned to sell her to a ruthless ruler and never knew she had a past until she is stuck with him. He is a pawn to a demon, she is a pawn to him. *** EXCERPT REWRITTEN BY @BrewingFantasies The destroyed mirrors, locked rooms, split identities, curses, blood, flapping curtains, moonlight, thunder, and him_ the living dead! "You know what happened in the haunted house, right?" The man stared at her neck menacingly, while she was pinned to the wall. "Who are you?" She pushed him with trembling lips and shaking hands. She tried to sound convincing with the hollow threat. "Let me go! I'll have your head wrung off if you don't release me. Do you know who I am?" A nonchalant reply reverberated. "I do. A pampered spoiled brat, who leeches her papa's money." He grinned at her deliberately, knowing that his attention commanded her love. "You know, I love you that way. Ever since the first day we met. Tch, my feisty wild cat." He added, lovingly. "The very first day we met?" She muddled. His cold touch caressed her cheek, sending sparks down her spine. Why did his eyes look so familiar? "The b...lind boy? Is that you?" She clenched her fists together in horror. "Yes. I'm back to take what is mine. I need the eyes you stole." He paused, leaning over the scared woman. She could see the insatiable hunger in his crimson eyes. "And a lot more like your body, since we are not kids anymore." The man licked right below her earlobe, making her crave more for his touch. The book cover doesn't belong to me. All credit to the artist.
Blooddoctor · 153.4K Views

A Dance With The Devil

Skylar is a emergent policewoman, who accepted the most famous murder case in the entire country. She has to catch a man whose identity, facial features, and body structure are unknown. The public only knows his criminal name: "Demon", accentuating even more his spiteful remorseless nature. Demon is a malicious mafia boss who killed, tortured, and deceived thousands of victims, and Skylar moves into his supposed hideout to sneak into his life undercover. Little did she know that she soon would discover she had something in common with such a psychopath, and the more time she spends with him the more her mind softens and the barrier over her heart shatters. But will she succeed in catching him and locking him in prison forever or will she end up being one of the numerous victims sunk in his charm? Abstract: “I hate you. I fucking hate you. How many times did I tell you that you have to stop being so violent?” He pulled his hair back and scoffed, annoyed by her words so full of anger and resigned, annoyed by the whole argument itself. Was she going to cause the umpteeth scene? “And you to keep hitting people as a beast! That guy had his whole face bruised! You promised me you would try to calm down and be less violent! Why would you hit that guy now?” “You would’t understand.” was his answer, he frowned his eyebrows and grunted at the memory of what that guy did. He would have hit him again, again until the anger and the memory wouldn’t let go of him. “Stop pretending you’re evil and cruel, stop pretending you don’t have a heart and you are clueless about other people. Stop being so fucking vile because I hate you when you act like that.” “I’m like that Madisyn. I’m that. You will never change me, you will never heal me nor fix me. I am this and people fear me for this. Everyone fears me.” “I don't fear you.” She took a step forward and exhaled out a heavy breath. “Why would you hit that guy Demon?” She asked this time more patiently and gently. “Because he dared to look at you, and talk about you. He said he would do bad things to you, he commented on your appearence and all the things he would do to you and I can’t even imagine something bad happening to you. If he dared to lay a hand on you. I would have killed him with a smile on my face.” Skylar closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I can defend myself on my own Demon.” She caressed his cheek gently. “I know you can.” his eyes enlightened of a red reflection, “but that’s my job. Nobody touches you.”
_Elle · 25.4K Views
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