All Chapters of In The Devil’s Arms: Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

"Who-who the hell are you?!" I repeated, my voice quivered. I had no idea who this man was, and as I glanced around, I realized I had no clue where I was either. Panic surged within me. "What's happening? Who did this?"I clutched the white sheet closer to my chest, my fingers desperately were trying to hold onto it, shielding my body from exposure. "Don't stay silent! Who are you?" My throat felt dry, and my voice cracked slightly as a feeble squeak escaped.The man continued to stare at me, his eyes looked like a bloodshot, something out of a werewolf movie, his long dark hair seemingly was melding with the sheets in an eerie manner. "Magic? Don't be ridiculous," I thought."uoy tectedorp ereh I, aniieR," he muttered, the words felt forced and bizarre."What even is that?" My eyes widened, and I shook my head in confusion. Was he on drugs?"uoy tectedorp ereh I, aniieR," he repeated himself, raising his voice, straining as if trying to convey something important.He didn't appear a

The standoff continued, the atmosphere in the bar grew increasingly heavy. Aryan and Jake locked eyes, both of them were unwilling to back down. I felt a small drop on my cheek, ‘oh?’ I touched it to wipe it down, ‘is this sweat?’ I was boiling so much, I didn’t even notice my own sweaty forehead. Being torned between the almighty Aryan and my loyal friend seemed like a mission impossible right now.But just when it seemed like the situation was about to reach a breaking point, a loud, annoying voice cut through the tension. "What's going on here? A lover's spat?"We all turned to see a third person, an obnoxious guy with disheveled hair and a wide grin on his face was staring at us. He stumbled closer, clearly drunk, and poked Aryan's chest. "Hey, big guy, I think she's had enough of you."Aryan's grip on my wrist loosened slightly as he turned his attention to the intruder. "Get lost, you fool," he muttered, clearly annoyed by the interruption.But the annoying guy didn't seem t

As Jake hung up the phone, a sense of guilt sank inside of him. He knew that he was playing a dangerous game, one that could hurt Reina in the end. But he also had his reasons, reasons that were tied to a web of pain and secrets that he couldn't easily share.He leaned back in his chair, deep in thought. His feelings for Reina were genuine, but they were also complicated by his hidden agenda. He had to protect her, even if it meant manipulating the situation. It was a fine line he was walking, and he hoped that in the end, it would all make sense.As he thought about the bouquet of flowers he had sent to Reina, he couldn't help but wonder how she would react. Would she be angry? Confused? Intrigued? It was all part of his plan to stir up emotions and create chaos, but he couldn't predict how she would respond.Jake knew that he had a long road ahead of him, filled with deception and uncertainty. But he was determined to see it through, to protect Reina at all costs, even if it meant be

Aryan’s POV: “Please, wake up!” Shit!” Aryan clenched his jaw while trying to make Reina wake up from her sudden sleep. He needed the human blood to breathe properly, and he thought that hers would be just like any other normal blood, but he was wrong. The blood he drank from Reina was sensational, not only was it pure and delicious, but he couldn’t stop drinking it. ‘What have I done?’ He bit his lip when lifting Reina in his arms. He looked at her small nose that looked like a child’s, then turned to look at her eyelashes that seemed to be longer than a river. Her perfectly shaped heart lips were now dry and out of colour. “Please, please! Reina!” He tapped on her cheek, trying to wake her up but it didn’t work. Aryan's heart rushed as he held Reina's sleeping form, realizing the grave mistake he had made. “Fuck!” The allure of her blood had been too strong, and now he faced the consequences of his actions. “Reina! Reina!” Desperation filled him as he continued to call