Beneath Devil's Bridge Novels & Stories

well with a good running start and my magic possible for me, so maybe possible for the devil as well. " He won an Arena Title?! Man! I was really underestimating this guy! Good thing, we are on the same side now." " The Devil jumped across, we have to get across." I announced as I pointed across. " There isn't a bridge here. We have to go down the river and cross where the current isn't so violent." She informed as she pointed a different way. " I think I can make a way across." Rookie chimed with a raised hand.

Then the waves of pleasure began, and for a while – for quite a long while, actually – Briley thought no more. **** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed Dux, Drake and Briley’s story, and catching up with The Road Devils cast of characters. ‘The Devil’s Ice’ (The Road Devils MC #5), Ice and Vixen’s story, is the next book in the series and it's available here on GoodNovel. I'd also like to invite you to check out my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com

LAZZARO That girl. The way she stitched me, the way she looked at me while at it was fucking sexy. I had almost lost control, and it took everything within me to hold back. I never force my way with women. I might be a devil, but I wasn’t that monstrous.

Even Peter had kept his woman aside and moved to a different exit. *** The Duchy of St Ives had several large brick buildings linked with high simple bridges made of concrete. A decent body of water lay beneath each of them, and the grasses around were mere beauty. In the dark of night, the surrounding seemed quieter than usual…and empty, given the main deal was in Lord Edward's massive hall. Monica pulled the drunk Baron behind her, crossing one of the concrete bridges leading to the empire's tower. Lord Roothewell grinned lustfully, staggering as he let her lead him. However, his patience was breaking while she kept on swirling her waist like that. After more seconds of temptation, he stop

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

But I had a beautiful wife in bed, sleeping peacefully and ready to be cuddled in my arms, which had me walk out of there faster than I had ever before. Returning to the mansion, I went upstairs to the bedroom, only to find the bed empty. I looked under the bathroom door, but the lights were off. Before I could call out her name, my eyes landed on the nightstand where a note was. Grabbing it and a smirk appeared on my lips as I read the note. Can The Devil find me?

His divine sense couldn't continue probing any further, there seemed to be an extremely powerful prohibition, but he was able to sense that the devil that was being suppressed under the ground was an extremely terrifying existence. Underneath the thousand year old temple, there had been a terrifying ancient devil that had been suppressed, just thinking about it, it was terrifying, Xiao Chuan could not help but break out in a cold sweat on his back, and the devil underneath it was by no means a devil cultivator like Gu Feng, I am afraid that it was a real devil that had been left over from the devil world, or a type of existence that had already been cultivated into a devil.

No one spoke as they approached the bridge. The underground river flowed silently beneath them, black as ink and smooth enough to reflect the faint glow of the crystals overhead. Zara glanced down only once before looking away, there was something unsettling about the water. It wasn't just dark, it felt bottomless. Kael stepped onto the bridge first, the old stone didn't creak beneath his weight instead, it held his weight on it. One by one, the others followed behind him Rynese looked over the edge and frowned. "I can't even see the bottom."

But when she'd seen him in the throne room, and again during the wedding ceremony, she'd realized he was the pure definition of a devil with beauty - gorgeous enough to make angels weep, but with a soul blacker than the deepest pit of hell. That beauty made him infinitely more dangerous, because it was so easy to forget what kind of monster lurked beneath that perfect exterior. "Are you planning on standing there forever, little wife?" Malakar asked without looking up from his scroll, though she could hear the amusement in his voice. The question jolted her back to the present moment. "You never gave me permission to approach you, your highness," she replied, proud that her voice came out st

“Return to the world of men. Forget the blood. Forget the beast.” I reached for the obsidian stone. It was burning against my skin, but I didn’t pull away. I closed my eyes and stopped fighting the images. Instead, I dove into them. I didn’t look at the cellar as a prison; I looked at it as the place where I first felt the spark of the Devil. I didn’t look at the silver as pain; I looked at it as the price I paid to save my mate. I found the memory of Girard’s touch in the study—the way his hands had claimed me, the way his soul had recognized mine before his mind even knew my name.