Tw: bullet mentioned in first paragraph

Was my soul worth it.. thats what i would ask him if we still talked. It was the most beautiful love story I’ve even been through. He came to me for the first time in my darkest time. We met when i was younger and he came to me as his younger self. First time i met him promising me to help me stop my nightmares now here i sit as an adult wishing for drea...

I’ve been talking to the devil,

He’s like a therapist,

I tell him all my troubles,

And he helps me find my wits.

But he’s really so much better,

Than any normal therapist,

I tell him that I’m ugly,

And he tells me that I’m right,

I tell him that I’m sorry,

And he says I’ve lost my mind.

He says he sees himself in me,

And his enemies in my family,

He says to cut them out,

I tell him that I’m skep...

“I will be forced to marry tomorrow, Lucifer dear,” she said softly.

“Oh, darling, there will be a wedding, but you will not marry anything as weak as a man.”

She closed her eyes and breathed in his sulferous, luminous scent. His glowing eyes bore a hole straight to her soul. She was happy to bare it to him. It was almost his, anyway.

“What demon, then, will an honest woman out of me?”

Lu...

My dreams forbid a peaceful number,

Twitches plague my body all round.

Bounded in curse for eternal slumber,

Screams gagged…never any sound.

Smooth skin and red eyes - a handsome Devil,

He doesn’t possess the act to forgive.

Loving those from killers to rebels,

If you want to survive: don’t forget to live.

A fallen Angel pushed to perish,

What a mistake to exit the pure.

A mass of molten lava fo...

Talking with the Devil

"And how did that make you feel?" He asked her with genuine concern on his face. He rarely made house calls like this, but Lunabelle was special, and not just special to him. Lunabelle had no soul, at least in a way that the Devil was familiar with, yet here she was alive and kicking and feeling and emoting and everything that humans do.

Without a soul, there may be some...

oh, talking with the devil

it’s a nightmare

he tries to manipulate me

into believing his lies

while meanwhile

i will always try to deny

his mind control

because even though

he thinks he’s influential

but really he is a joke

all of his hope

will never come to me

when i have Jesus....

Time stands still

In the beauty of this late hour

I’ve done everything right

So why does it feel like everything is out of my power

I’ve lost control

Over everything in my life

Time stands still, then rushes too fast

And I don’t even put up a fight

I wilt away

Like a flower in winter

My petals falling to the ground

As I wait for summer

To thrive again

Live my best life

But in all honesty I’m ...

(From my book)

He stood at her windowsill.

At first, she had only watched him from behind the glass—too afraid to move, too enthralled to look away. Devilishly charming wouldn’t even begin to capture the wicked beauty before her. His presence was the kind that seeped into the bones, that lingered like the taste of forbidden fruit on the tongue.

Charcoal-black hair, wild and tousled by the wind....

The first time Satan came to me, I was fifteen. I’d just had a nasty row with my eldest sister, and I was hiding away in my bedroom, staring down at the moonlit street below. He appeared as if from thin air and beckoned for me to open the window. I hesitated only a moment before acquiescing. He was beautiful, all muscle and sinew and eyes bright as embers. I knew immediately who he was, and yet I ...

“I’m so sick of this!!”

Elise shouted before she slammed the wooden door of her bedroom, the sound reverberating throughout the pristine hallways of the castle. She flumped onto her large bed, shoving her face in her silky pillows as she groaned and screamed in them with muffled rage.

The princess’s hands were clutching the sides of her pillows and were even trembling; she’s never been so furio...