All Chapters of Married to a Demon : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Return Of The Devils Son – Synopsis He is back! This time fiercer, faster and stronger, with only one thing in mind. Revenge! Prince of Darkness, Son of the Devil, Lucian is back and he has only one thing on his mind. Revenge! That’s until he meets her. A woman who entices him beyond reason, but who also claims to be his wife. Surrounded by dark secrets and powerful enemies Lucian must decide who to trust and who to destroy. After getting her heart broken once Klara vowed never to fall in love again. But when her brother tries to force her into a marriage and the annoying but wickedly handsome Roshan rescues her, things get difficult. Can she protect her heart from the man whose touch sets her body aflame? Or will she surrender to her desire and risk her heart once again? Chapter 1 “Once upon a time, a man with a gift from God to heal and help people moved into a beautiful small village. The villagers welcomed him at first but when they discovered his

"Good morning, sweet wife."Lucian. My husband. His hair as dark as ever and his smile brighter than the sun. He looked at me with those golden eyes filled with love."Where have you been. I have been waiting for you.""I am always with, wherever you are." He smiled caressing my cheek with the back of his hand.I leaned into him wrapping my arms around his waist but I grasped thin air. He was gone, just like that."Lucian?" I called carefully, fear creeping into my chest."Lucian where are you? Lucian? Lucian?!""Don't you understand? Lucian is dead. He is dead!"I shot my eyes open. Pierre was towering over me, gazing down at me with annoyance."Lu...cian.." I tried to sit up but my body refused.Pierre lay his hand on my shoulder and pushed me down gently."Don't exhaust yourself, let me take care of you now." He said nicely but that nice smile ofhis was disturbing.He turned to the maids. "What are you waiting for? Bring the best food you can." He ordered, "and bring her some new

Eyes wide, mouth open they stared at him for a while. Lucian began to worry. Did his appearance change? He needed a mirror.The man was the first to break the silence. "You are back. Please come and sit."Everyone followed him with their gaze as he made his way to the circle and sat down. The man cleared his throat and gave them a look so that they would stop staring and eventually they did."So what's your name young man?" The man asked."Lucian.""Lucian, I am John and this is my wife Layla." He introduced the middle-aged woman sitting next to him. Then he continued introducing everyone else. John and Layla had three daughters, the youngest was, of course, Elle and then there was Anna seventeen and Nora nineteen. The old woman was John's mother, Charlotte."We also have a son, Julian. He serves in the royal army.""Royal army?" He wondered which one they spoke of because he didn't even know in which kingdom he was right now."Yes. He has been busy with all the war going on but now i

Lucian woke up in the middle of the night, covered in sweat and out of breath. His heart was beating wildly inside his chest and his eyes were filled with tears. He had the same nightmare he had every night, where his brother killed him over and over again. It never ended, the pain and the suffering, even after he woke up. Lucian would feel as if his whole body was burning and slowly he would be unable to breathe because of the pain. Falling from his bed he would crawl on the floor struggling to get some air but he his throat would tighten as if he was being choked. half the night he would spend in an unbearable pain and pray for the morning to come soon. When the morning came he would wake up and find himself still laying on the cold floor. His whole body would ache and he would feel drained of energy. It would take him a while to get up and prepare to go to work. Today as he lay on the floor waiting for his body to recover he remembered Nora’s words. She had said that he had to mu

It was late at night and Lucian lay on his bed, unable to sleep. Something bothered him. Was it the fact that he was going back home? Or the fact that John and his family believed that he was a witch? It was more likely that he was the devil’s son than a witch, he thought.Leaving the room Lucian decided to go out for a while. The wind was cold and blew his hair onto his face. As he drew his hair back he thought about cutting it. Having it this long would only make people suspect him of being royalty or someone very wealthy. Besides he found it difficult to keep it clean now that he had to do it himself.He looked up the sky. It was dark with only a few shining stars and the moon hid behind the clouds. Soon the winter would come with it’s cold.“Aren’t you cold?” Nora came and stood next to him. She had a shawl wrapped around her shoulders which she held tightly.“No.” He never felt too cold or too hot. That was one of the many strange things about him.Nora shook her head at his answ