Dark Devil Romane & Geschichten

Rambut bronze, dan mata cokelat kayu dengan kesan wajah asing. “Kam—u sebenarnya siapa …. tanya Danil dengan kesadaran yang setengahnya masih terpana akan kecantikan Cassandra. “Malaikat gila,. jawab Cassandra dengan asal,. Tolonglah aku, aku di culik oleh ..? Hem ... Cassandra memikirkan nama laki laki itu, yang ia umpati sepanjang jalan.

Maybe start planning my next escape for real this time. And then—he did something that caught me off guard. Ronan Blackwood, the Devil himself, squatted in front of me. Not stood. Not loomed. Squatted. Eye level. Holding two glasses of wine in his large hands. “What’s the problem?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it. I looked away. “I’m fine,” I muttered.

She's an angel. I'm the Devil.

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

Mia couldn't believe she was staring at the devil. She couldn't fathom how he was there in the first place. In second place, there was a very rich and powerful man bleeding to death on the restroom pathway of a vessel filled up with the ultra wealthy, and upper echelons of society. This was something straight out of a horror movie. “What the fuck, Luca?!” Her eyes doubled when she heard Lev’s voice. And as it moved, she saw him standing behind the devil, his mouth wide open in shock.

"Stay out of my way Santiago. I don't need you playing hero. I'm no damsel in distress. I'm going to take you, the black smoke syndicate and the entire group of criminals and thugs that keep the underworld of this city fat and happy. I'm not going to stop until I get rid of every single one of your vermin." "Why?" Her eyebrows drew together and I saw the confusion on her face. "Why what?" I stepped closer, enjoying the way she sucked in a breath. I knew that somewhere in that head, she was convincing herself that her reaction to me was nothing, a fluke, but I wasn't as deluded as her. A thought suddenly began to work itself into my mind as I stared at her pillowy lips and the tiny birthmark

Your sexy bastard, Devil I knew that I was looking at the catastrophe that has hit my life.

I asked him. Salvatore sighed. He does that whenever someone finds it hard to understand? “You are in the best spot for this. I have trained you well, and best still, you have the nerve to attract any kind of person, including him.” I scoffed. “He will kill me before I get to him.” I said. That was obviously true. The feared Dante, leader of the Mafia and a popularly known Mafia Lord was bound to shatter me into pieces and have me killed. I had heard about him, and what he did to people. There had been nothing nice from those stories.