Couple Devotional Book Novels & Stories

And inside her, the remote-controlled vibrator Marcus had given her three weeks ago sat lodged against her G-spot, awaiting his command. The sanctuary filled with ten thousand members. The worship band played. Marcus's wife Sarah took her place in the front row with their children. And then Marcus himself walked onto the stage....commanding, charismatic, every inch the man of God. "Good morning, Prosperity Covenant!" His voice boomed through the sound system, and the congregation roared approval. Grace's hands tightened on her iPad as Marcus began to preach about faithfulness in marriage, about resisting temptation, about the sanctity of the marriage bed.

Why do I have to suffer a barbarian life? In the process of falling in love, I lost everything in his hands. My heart failed to discern the devil in human form. And look where he plonked me. *********** This book is purely fictional. All characters are only author's imagination. There is no resemblance with any living person. Lastly, this book contains some non consensual scene that can be upsetting.

“Can you stop being such a good-for-nothing? If a man gets you too easily, they won’t treasure you.” Ben gave her a serious lecture. Summer pursed her lips. “You haven’t even grown public hair down there. What would you know?” “That’s what novels always say.” Ben pointed at his tablet. He was reading the novel about a domineering president. Summer chuckled and looked at Jasper. She had no idea whether this brat was childish or just precocious. “I want to eat too, my dear wife.” He had just come back from jogging, and he hugged Summer from the back while acting like a spoiled child.

--- The house had fallen into a silence so complete it felt almost unfamiliar, as though it no longer recognised the man who sat within it. Charles remained on the sofa, bent forward with his elbows braced against his knees, his hands tangled in his hair as if he might steady himself by sheer force. Before him, upon the coffee table, lay the divorce papers—neatly arranged, impossibly calm—Rosie’s signature etched across the page in dark ink that seemed, to his eyes, less like writing and more like a wound. For the first time in years, the house felt too large. The quiet stretched unnaturally, pressing in from every corner, while the faint trace of her perfume lingered in the air—soft, floral

It was a connection that spoke to the very heart of us, a connection that said, "I'm here for you, no matter what." As the days passed, Raphael and I grew closer, our bond strengthening with each passing moment. We spent our days exploring the surrounding countryside, holding hands, and laughing together. We acted like a real couple, content in each other's company, and I felt like I had finally found my place in the world. The place we were staying was remote, with no television, no radio, and no technology to distract us. It was just us, alone in the wilderness, and it was perfect.

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Fire ignites in my lower abdomen, burning every organ of my body in its path, making my blood boil and unleashing the most overwhelming and burning desire I have ever felt. I want him, here, now. I crave not just his kisses or his hands, but every part of him. I want to melt into him, take him inside, absorb him completely until I drive he crazy, until I have him eating from my hand. I want to possess the Devil... and I'm going to get it. He thinks he seduces me, but the opposite happens. I will be his hostage, but he will become my slave. Then his phone rings and the magic is broken.

Not flawless, but devoted. The house, once filled with quiet shadows, laughter that had faded too soon, and the lingering ache of past mistakes, was now filled with small joys: the soft gurgle of a newborn, the faint squeak of a crib, the warmth of shared smiles between two people learning together. Devon carried the weight of responsibility with humility, sometimes with awe, but always with unwavering commitment. Each day, each night, each gentle touch, each whispered reassurance was a promise renewed.

I will search for that on the internet later. I sat on the bed, trying to process my thoughts. Cael had left and even though he was trying not to show it, he was displeased. I had to make it up to him somehow. I grabbed my phone and searched ‘how to make your husband feel better’ and more than a few things popped up. “A night of passion.”

This is Book 2 from Book 1 Moments with My Devil. Thank you everyone that is continuing this journey with my characters 🥰 I appreciate all the support and I hope you enjoy reading to the end! Please leave gems to show your support of book. Ethan POV - We left that Hell in Worthington two months ago for a better life and now I wish we hadn't. I failed Alley and sitting here in this hospital after my best friend died in my arms, I knew that Christian was the only man that she could ever truly love. He was her soul mate and when you take away someone's soul there isn't anything left to them but a shell full of darkness.