"...fear him for which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell." His darkness called upon her in the most benevolent ways. She was angel in light and he was the devil from hell, ready to devour her soul with a whispering kiss. Mobward B/E
First story and without a beta too. Mistakes will most likely be made.
Dancing with the Devil
PROLOGUE
Smoke clung to the air, twisting darkly and seductively through the room. Swirling masses of grey haze prelude to a more sinister motive, providing false comfort to the people mingling. Through the haze of sex and alcohol induced inhibitions, I saw the most dangerous creature lingering in the corners of darkness. And looking upon him I was reminded,"...for even Satan disguised himself as an Angel of light". Like the devil himself, his faced masked malevolent humor and his eyes gleamed with unspoken wickedness. He had a presence that spoke volumes without uttering a single word. And like a moth to a flame, my soul drew me in.
Through the heat of bodies and bass thumping music, I twisted my red lips in a smile, locking eyes with the green eyed monster. No longer was there a gleam of mischief but lust turned them black, filling me with warmth that put brimstone to shame. Before swallowing my whole being with one glance more, I turn my stool around, placing my attention back to the cute bartender. The bartender was sweet, flashing me his puppy dog smile, but it didn't ignite me with fire. The bartender would be a safe option and the devil in the corner would burn me alive.
A glass filled with sin was placed in front of me, promising me with oblivion like the others before. This one however, was not ordered by me. I glanced questioningly at my bartender, as he yelled, "You got more attention then little old me." There was an underlining tone of bitterness creeping in his voice. I ignored it, turning to glance at my handsome devil. His spot void of anything but darkness, and my stomach plummeted with disappointment. Tenderly, I took a healthy sip of my drink, feeling the burning sensation of liquor as it settled to my stomach.
Feeling as if my night was an utter failure, I was about to take my leave when warm lips grazed my ear and strong forearms locked me to my seat, caging me to the bar. A whisper so softly, it caressed me with sweet temptation, "A creature as sweet as you, tempts the beast in me to devour you with one bite," he punctuated his remark by nipping at my ear.
It sent a shudder of pleasure down my spine."If a bite is all you offer," I started, twisting to look into the deepest green eyes, "then I'm far from impressed." I turn back quickly, swallowing the rest of my liquid courage before pushing my chest against my devil's arms, freeing me from my fleshy cage. "Thanks for the drink."
I was barely a foot away from the bar when I was yanked gently back into my captors arms, pulling me flush against hard ridges of muscles, molding to my soft curves. With a hand tightly to my hip and the other gripping my chin, my gaze fell upon my handsome devil. He tsked as if a scolded child, "You risk far more telling me no, then you do saying yes."
"Only the devil would lead an angel into darkness, and I don't fancy taking a ride into hell tonight." I countered. Saying yes, as tempting as it was, would mean losing the girl that kept safe in her own little bubble.
His laugh was boisterous,"Oh my sweet naive girl, don't you know,'Hell is empty and all the devils are here'!" There was no warning when his soft lips brushed ever so softly against mine, holding a promise, that if I allowed, it would be the best and worst thing to happen in my short twenty-three years.
Pulling back, he looked deep into my brown eyes and utter the words that sealed my fate, "I'm Cullen, Edward Cullen." I learned my handsome devil had name and thus began my dive into the fiery pits of his soul, sealing me eternally.