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I, the devil, forced to start with just three beauties!

[WARNING : MATURE CONTENT R-18] * Would the waifus in the Devil's own Harem be considered advocates of evil? * Would the Devil's lemons be considered forbidden fruits? If YES, then tuck tight and be ready to be led astray! ******************** ["DID YOU HEAR?"..."THEY SAY THE DEVIL WALKS AMONG US NOW.""] [..."WHATEVER. PROBABLY JUST SOME COSPLAYER TRYING TO GET LAID.""] IF THEY ONLY KNEW, THE FORMER LORD OF HELL, CURRENT JOBLESS BUM, HAD TRADED HIS THRONE of BONES for a CRAMPED APARTMENT and STUDENT LOAN DEBT. WELL... TECHNICALLY, HE HAD NOT...... BUT AFTER WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM, HE SURE AS HELL WISHED HE HAD. HERE'S THE DEAL... ********************* Lucifer, the Morningstar, faces a career crisis of biblical proportions. After Hell undergoes a corporate makeover, the underworld board of directors boots out their slacker CEO for being dead weight in their new profit-driven hellish paradise. Talk about a fall from grace! "Learn some responsibility!" they'd shouted as they slammed Hell's gates in Lucy's face. "Maybe try working for once, loser!" Cast out and clueless, Lucifer crash-lands on Earth with nothing but his devilish good looks and a résumé woefully short on non-evil skills. Determined to prove his worth, he vows to show them he could become the ultimate success story - starting from the bottom of the corporate ladder. After all, who needs hell and its bylaws? ********************* [CAUTION : Made by a degenerate] No ntr No Yuri He might turnout to be a woman snatcher! (Don't think too highly of the devil.) DISCLAIMER : Cover isn't mine

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The Ghost of Toilets Past!

The bonfire crackled and spat, sending embers spiraling into the night sky like earthbound stars. Around it, the partygoers huddled in a loose circle, their faces flickering between shadow and warm light. Margot stood, swaying slightly, her gothic ensemble making her look like a witch.

"Gather 'round, my little lambs," she crooned, her voice carrying a hint of theatricality that set Lucifer's teeth on edge. "For I have a tale that will curdle your blood and haunt your dreams."

Reagan, sprawled on a beach towel with his head in Piper's lap, snorted. "Ten bucks says it involves a corset-wearing vampire."

Margot fixed him with a look that could have frozen hell itself. "Mr. Cabot, I'll have you know that this story is one hundred percent true. I was there."

A hush fell over the group. Even the ocean seemed to quiet, as if eager to hear the tale.