I summoned him on accident, but since he's here... --- I turned to run but it was too late. He grabbed a hold of my arm and pulled me back towards him. "I hope you like water," he snickered as he effortlessly lifted me off my feet. Alarm bells were starting to ring in my head. "Put. Me. Down!" I screamed and shouted, struggling in his grip all while Lucifer wadded deeper into the water. "As you wish." Without warning, he dropped me. It was freezing and I couldn't breath. I struggled to push myself up as another wave washed over my head I was gasping for air as Lucifer laughed devilishly down at me. "Are you done?" I grumbled and splashed some water up at him. His laughter finally died down and I reached up for his hand, really hoping he'd take it. "At least help me up." I sputter, still trying to wipe the water out of my face. He does. I get a tight grip on his hand and pulled him toward me with all my strength. He's falling in seconds, splashing into the water beside me.

You don't like Lucifer at first. You entertain him, yes, but only because that's your job as a prostitute. But one thing leads to another, and it's not long before you're his personal courtesan, entertaining him privately in his own home. Except for the fact that he never touches you. And he refuses all your advances. And he seems to have forgotten that he's paying you to be his prostitute. But somewhere along the line, you, too, forget that you're his private escort. And inevitably, as you spend more and more time together-a love begins to bloom. Which would be wonderful, if romantic feelings hadn't been expressly forbidden in your contract.

A collection of one-shots and ficlets about Urushihara's new life on Earth and his relationships with the other characters, based on my many headcanons. Ranges from funny to angst to drama to family.

You have been sent to Hell in accordance with your actions down on Earth. Now you're aligned with the Vee's, contacted to Valentino and are desperate to find a way out, even if that means making a deal with the alluring Radio Demon himself. *** || WARNING || Mature Themes and Language || !!Fem Reader!! || ♡ Updates are not scheduled at present time ♡ *** Cover Credit: @RB. // Pinterest @dearladynightmare // tumblr !! Cover was created myself. Alastor outline & Shadow are Fan Art. Please let me know if creds are incorrect !!

Suddenly I turned around. And I shouted loudly. Mr. Devil is standing there staring at me and narrowing his eyebrows. What the hell he is doing. I'm in the towel. You ,what are you doing here. Damian - I could ask the same thing. Angelina - I grabbed the flower vase. What are you doing in my room. Damian - that flower vase costs more money than you have ever seen in your life. I advise you to put it down. Angelina- I kept it down. His eyes are traveling through my length of my body. I feel naked under his gaze. I cleared my throat. Now tell me why you are here. Suddenly a book fallen from his hands. It's from my favorite novel. I didn't no you read. Damian - a lot of things you don't know about me. Angelina -he started walking closer to me. And I stepped back and I hitted the counter. Our bodies are only few inches away. He whispered in my ear. For instance someone probably more.... Dressed. Shit !the towel. I cleared my throat. I should get dressed. He putted his hands on the kitchen counter leaning towards me as my breath quickens and heart is racing from the proximity of my body. He winked and said you should... Yes.. And why I am not moving. Damian - is there any problem, Ms. Angelina. Angelina- no Damian - but you are blushing. Angelina - and I hate myself for that. I slightly pushed him. Please you are too close to me. Damian - am I making you uncomfortable angelina What happens if two different personalities meet. Will they stay or apart. Read it further to know the story. And I promise it is a beautiful love story. Will they fall in love ? Will his opinion changes regarding women? Will he finally gets his broken princess or destiny plays it's part? Read it further to know this beautiful story and experience the greatest romance between them ..........

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

Decades. He'd wasted decades of his life doing what? Chasing the minuscule sparks of passion to ease the aching void in his chest? Wasn't there something better? Someone to guide him away from the misery? Distract him from the life he couldn't escape from? There were days he didn't know which way was up and where the sea began. Where the skies collided with the dirt and delved into the inferno of the hells. The whispers of creatures that should have had no interest in a mortal caressing the shell of his ears. Beings he believed to be just as mortal as himself and if one observed their flaws they might have been. Walking the city grounds and sailing the oceans as easily as anyone. Blockades of fire and ice prevented their hands from intertwining. Now he balanced atop the wall. Grabbing both with shaky arms and keeping them close. Please don't leave. Fangs and claws used to claim him. Gentle kisses and caresses to calm him. Breathless words pulled him deeper into the madness. Further into inky darkness speckled with blinding light. Granting him everything he never knew he'd wanted. A dream come reality. Strange how love could spark from pain. How fickle. And how much he only wanted more. ((Heelloooo, thanks for clicking. :3 Its been quite a bit since I've written anything but I wanted to try something new. Been into making my own novels and stories and this ones an au based around the chars of my current works. This is gonna be a m/m story. Well theres three of them but who doesnt love a love triangle. Hope ya'll enjoy my for funzies story with love, heartbreak, and gay ass sex. At least weekly updates but possibly more often. We shall see haha. Feel free to ask questions or comment your thoughts, I love those Now, quick warning that there are dark themes involved in this story including manipulation, power dynamics, and dubious consent. Those chapters can be skippable without losing too much plot but I'm warning in advance that viewer discretion is advised.))

"Y'know Lucifer's girl? Well she's becoming a pain in the ass trying to "rehabilitate sinners so they get redeemed into Heaven" blah blah blah." He says mocking her voice I assume. I lean back against my chair as I cross my arms. "And why does any of that involve me?" I ask, causing him to respond almost instantly. "Well you're going to go down there, see what she's up to and report back to me." I glare at him. There are so many reasons this plan is stupid, and not just because he came up with it. ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Started: 02/28/2024 Ended: 06/10/2024 ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ───

" I love you Naruto-kun " that's i wanna said that to my lover , Uzumaki Naruto . I fell in love with him since we are child but i'm to shy to show my face and express my feeling to him, I begun to curious about him and then i suddenly fell in love with him . If i tell my feeling , will he feel the same ? . I hope he will receive it , He is my one and only . * Sequel from " Don't Leave Me Alone Naruto " * This is my fanfic story about Naruto Shippuden * I'm not own the character and the pictures that showed in this book * My 2nd Sequel of my Naruto fanfic Story *Inspired from the film: Naruto the last Movie and Stand by Me Doraemon

When you woke up in Hell, you had no clue why you were there. You did everything right; you lived your life just as Christianity told you to! So why were you there, and not in Heaven? Even if Heaven didn't seem to be as perfect as everyone prophesized it to be in life... Hell, it's still bad, it's still a place of evil, chaos and drugs and sex and sin. Ironically, it's not much different from Earth in some ways... The streets reek of booze, sex and blood, but even Hell can have a silver lining to it, you've realized... Lucifer Morningstar, that smug, prideful, handsome angel/demon man is sin himself in every possible way that a man can be. The very instinct someone should have upon hearing his name should be to turn tail and run. But you understand now why Eve was so tempted by him in the garden. The angel who first fell from Heaven could make any human fall to their knees for him with just how tempting he is... So, why... why does he lure you in like a moth to a flame? Why does this man with a painful past who gave up on your fellow sinners cast temptation on you so easily? Should you focus on your own salvation, or succumb to the desire to mend the broken soul of the fallen angel himself?