All Chapters of THE DEVIL'S LOVE : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Aria stepped out of the school gates beside Mark, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the pavement. Their conversation had been light, easy—Mark always had a way of making things feel uncomplicated—but her mind wasn’t entirely in it. It hadn’t been for weeks. Ever since Lucas had started keeping his distance. She had told herself it didn’t matter. That she didn’t care. That whatever they had—whatever he had made it—was better left alone. And yet… Her steps slowed. There, parked just across the road, was a sleek black sedan. Polished. Imposing. Familiar. Her breath caught. No… it couldn’t— But it was. Lucas leaned casually against the car, his posture relaxed in a way that didn’t fool her for a second. Even from a distance, there was something sharp about him today. Something controlled. Dangerous. Her heart betrayed her with a sudden, violent thud. Why is he here? After weeks of silence… weeks of distance… now this? “Aria?” Mark’s voice pu

Before Lucifer ever fell… Before Hell learned how to mock, how to tempt, how to play with humanity… There were the Five. They were not created. They did not rise. They simply… were. Ancient. Unnamed by time. Unbound by order. Hell did not rule them. Hell formed around them. They were not demons in the way lesser creatures crawled and clawed for power. They were principles—embodiments of impulses so deeply rooted in existence that even gods had learned not to provoke them. And among them… The First. Incubus. He did not walk into a room. He entered the mind first. Desire preceded him. Longing announced him. By the time his physical form appeared, it was already too late. His victims did not resist him—they welcomed him. Incubus did not simply seduce. He studied. Every flicker of emotion, every suppressed craving, every hidden weakness—he tasted them all. He knew what a person wanted before they admitted it to themselves. And when he gave it to them… He gave it perfect

The morning came softer than usual. Sunlight slipped gently through the curtains, painting Aria’s room in warm gold, and for once—just once—her thoughts weren’t heavy. She woke before the alarm. No dread. No confusion. No lingering shadows of things she couldn’t explain. Just… excitement. Real, simple excitement. She lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, and a smile slowly spread across her lips. Today, she was going out. Not into danger. Not into secrets. Not into Lucas’s world of warnings and control and things that made her feel like she was losing herself. But into something normal. Human. Her chest felt lighter just thinking about it. For so long now, ever since Lucas had come into her life, everything had changed. What used to be ordinary had become distant—almost unreachable. Conversations felt layered with caution, days felt watched, choices felt… restricted. It was as if she had been dragged into a world that wasn’t hers. And somew

The air inside Aria’s apartment felt wrong. Not silent—no, silence would have been kinder. This was heavier. Tense. Like the walls themselves were holding their breath. Lucas paced. Back and forth. Back and forth. His boots struck the floor in sharp, restless rhythms, each step echoing the storm building inside him. His jaw was tight, his fists clenched so hard the veins along his arms stood out, pulsing with restrained power. He had gone to Lucifer. Demanded answers. And what did he get? Nothing. Lucas let out a harsh breath, dragging a hand through his hair as frustration clawed up his spine. “Those dreadful demons are with her, and you wouldn't give me the answers I need,” he had growled earlier, his voice low with threat. But Lucifer had only watched him with that same infuriating calm. “I will not interfere in matters between my sons.” Lucas’ eyes darkened at the memory. Sons. The word alone made something violent stir inside him. “I will tear apart everything yo

Long before Selene became a goddess, before silver light gathered around her hands and ancient creatures learned to fear the sound of her name, she was simply a little girl who laughed too loudly. She was born beneath a moonless sky in a village hidden deep within the northern woods, where witches lived behind layers of enchantments strong enough to make ordinary humans walk past without ever realizing a settlement existed beyond the trees. The village belonged to the House of Veyra. Once, the Veyras had been one of the most feared witch bloodlines in existence. Their ancestors had been powerful enough to bend storms, speak to the dead and curse entire bloodlines. Their name had once been whispered with caution in the halls of the oldest covens. But by the time Selene was born, almost none of that glory remained. Decades earlier, something had happened within the Veyra bloodline. Nobody outside the family knew the complete story. Some said an ancestor had attempted to summon s