All Chapters of His Dark Devotion •The Monster Bride•: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The animal looked ready to tear her apart.It growled as its sharp teeth flashed. Iris’s legs moved backward.The moment the hyena sensed her retreat, it lunged, shoulders rising, muscles tightening, claws scraping against the floor.The hyena snarled louder and leaped forward.She screamed and ran into the room, her steps rippling, stumbling, her legs moving aimlessly.A harsh yanking she feels on her wrist, as she lands on a hard chest.It was Xavier. She looked at him, her eyes filled with tears, her whole body shivering in fear as sobs broke through her body. Xavier, on the other hand, started to lose his consciousness, his blood now flowing like river water. Half of his shoulder was wetted in the blood, his clothes sticking to his skin. His eyelids fluttered as he tried not to lose consciousness.His eyes stayed fixed on her. “Fucking don’t move,” he growled in a low voice, his breath shaking, despite all this, his voice carrying the dangerous authority in it.The Hyena stood i

Author's POV “I a-m not-”; Iris was unable to state the whole sentence as her voice got stuck in her throat. The panic was so deep that she was unable to speak.The silent tears ran like a river as her breath was getting short. She was having a panic attack as her body shook mercilessly.The girl stood looking at her situation as she got the glass of water from the side table. She tried to hand it to Iris, but she was not in a state to take anything.Her chest jerked with those broken, hiccupped sobs she couldn’t hold back anymore.Ana’s hands touched her back and she tried to console her, bringing the glass to Iris’ mouth. It was so awkward for herself, it was the first time for Ana to do anything like this. Her whole life was taught how not to show any emotions, only to do your work. And she didn't want her to die like this, it was Ana's responsibility to bring her for punishment. She couldn’t let her die. In the way Ana was doing her work, showing no empathy to Iris.The cold water

Iris’s POVMy hands tightened on the bedsheet, my knuckles turning white from the force. My heart trembled violently inside my chest as I saw him covered in blood.I didn’t notice it at first, but now I could see light stains of blood on his face. His shirt was so soaked that from one corner of it, drop after drop of blood met the floor with a terrifying sound.It made my heart squeeze with fear. My hands grew wet with sweat, my eyes filled with salty tears slipping down from my eyelids, meeting my cheeks as they were ready to shatter onto the ground.A rough touch made me flinch badly, I scrambled back, and a scream tore from my throat.My eyes moved, meeting his fire-brown pair, sending a terrifying shiver down my spine.His eyes were red, like a volcano that could burst at any time.His hand brushed against my skin, and he pulled back. When his eyes met mine, they lingered with something that I couldn't understand. My body froze on the spot, and I didn’t try to move.Every muscle

Author's POVHis lips moved on hers as he sucked harder on it. Her wounded lips burned, a stinging, burning sensation ran through her nerves. Her hand landed on his chest weakly, trying to push him away from her body, but his grip on her head didn’t loosen as he ran his tongue across her lips, cleaning. Finally, he pulled back after giving a peck on her lips.As his eyes found hers, his thumb brushed against her cheek. Iris was drowning in shame, her hand clenched on her lap.Declan’s ferocious eyes were burning through their bodies. Iris could feel the anger rising into the air, making it hard for her to breathe.Xavier ignored Declan as if he wasn’t present there, his eyes stuck on Iris, as she was the only person who mattered to him.Ice settled in her veins as Iris felt Declan’s piercing gaze on her back.Declan’s hands tightened at his wrists as his knuckles turned white from the pressure. In his life, he had never been disrespected like this….never in his whole life.And neve

Author’s POVThe eagles, ravens, crows, vultures, and condors tore the flesh from the skinned, alive, bloody bodies hanging upside down in the air. The men hanging there screamed with every tear of their muscles, bloody flesh pieces being smashed from their bones. Raw blood spilled from their cut vessels, splashing the ground with a cruel red painting.The wild birds had eaten most parts of the three men’s bodies mercilessly. Their painful screaming was echoing like a haunting sound.Iris’s throat tightened, her stomach twisted in nausea. Her trembling hand clapped over her mouth as tears flowed from her eyes while she watched it all from the balcony. Even from that distance, the screams still tore through her heart.They stood their bodyguards wearing hard expressions on their faces, as if the screams were not reaching their hearing glands.Iris couldn’t tear her eyes away from the haunting scene. Her body was frozen in place, as if paralyzed by fear.As the bodyguards formed into a