Deva Mantan Karin Novels & Stories

Girls were expected to marry warriors, bear heirs, and stay out of battle. That was the law. That was tradition. That was the curse. But Devika didn’t care about laws. She didn’t want a mate. She didn’t dream of love or dresses or soft futures. She dreamed of war. Of standing at the head of the Nightvale pack. Of seeing Alpha Jaxson fall to his knees and beg for mercy. So she cut her hair, changed her name to Devan, and wrapped her chest in thick cloth every night until it ached.

I immediately asked. "Where were you, Natasha?" Draven asked. His voice came out so cold. So far from the cheerful and always teasing Draven that I knew back at home. "I--" I could not finish my sentence because I could not even form a single word to say because I can now feel that there's something wrong. Something is definitely not right. "So, that was Valerian Fenrir, huh." Urien spits his words like poison. "The fucking demon." I creased my forehead.

Karina asked, trying to remember the company's name. "Yes, that's right. ChicCharms is a partner company of Deverell Apparel. Do you work there?" Karina nodded, "I'm the assistant manager in the General Division." Xavier smiled, "Really? Wow, I didn't expect to meet the assistant manager of the General Division at Deverell Apparel. Nice to meet you." "If you want to meet me, just mention my name, Karina Magnolia." Karina said. "Karina Magnolia... Like the name of a flower in spring." Xavier replied.

“Ren and I are working together on her album. Didn’t she tell you about me?” My hold on Devin’s waist tightened as I speak, “I don’t even know you, Camila.” She laughed softly, like a sweet innocent thing that’s finding joy in my annoyance. “Don’t be like that, Ren. Devin and I go way back-” “Stop it, Cami,” Devin cut her off, but the girl wasn’t done speaking. Honestly, I want to know what she has to say. “Devin is my ex-husband, Ren.”

A message appeared on her phone—from Danu. “Devia ditemukan. Dia bersama keluarganya.” (Devia found. She’s with her family.) Revania smirked coldly. “Good,” she whispered. “Stay there, Devia. Stay broken.” She leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs with elegance and triumph. “Because soon,” she said softly, “I’ll be the one Argan kneels to.” --- Back in the small, dimly lit bedroom of her childhood home, Devia rocked her baby slowly. Her eyes were swollen, her lips trembling from silent sobs.

His lips curved slightly. “Already showing your true colors?” He leaned back again. “Speak.” Karina lowered her eyes briefly and clasped her hands together before speaking. “I want them to work for me.” Devon frowned. “Who?” Then it clicked. “Oh.” His expression turned strange. “The two fools from earlier?” Karina frowned instinctively before smoothing her expression out again. She gave a small smile. “Yes.” Then after a pause, she added, “You can deduct their salaries from the money I’m supposed to receive.”

“But why? Carolina shook her head, looking down. “No. I tried to reach Devon since I don’t have Kingsley’s number. I thought maybe something happened, you know? Like maybe he was in danger or something was wrong.” Katherine’s eyes searched Carolina’s face. “And?” Carolina hesitated. “Until…” Katherine’s heart pounded. “Until what?” Carolina sighed, hesitating as she pulled out her phone from her purse. “…I saw the pictures.” Katherine’s breath hitched. “What pictures?” Carolina unlocked her phone slowly and scrolled with trembling fingers. “The vow renewal. The wedding. It was small, not a big thing, but very luxurious. Beth posted it all on her I*******m.”

I already knew what she was going to say as she opened her mouth to speak. "This is Kari. She doesn't know English and has lost her entire family due to starvation. I brought her here so we can help her. Devin entered the room and his eyes landed on Kari. He dropped the item he was holding (a cup of coffee I presumed) as his eyes glowed. "Kari?" He muttered aghast. Kari pulled away from me and began speaking rapid Russian. I couldn't keep up with her words but got the gist of what she was saying as she hurried to Devin and wrapped her arms around his waist and wept.

Wow… She’s so pretty. Even prettier than the photo on her profile. Karin was tall and had a well-toned body. I could see it clearly because she only had a pair of very short shorts on along with a crop top that did nothing to hide her bare arms and stomach. Her legs were long, and she had an authentic tan. She eluded confidence and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. “Thank you for agreeing to this interview. I’m Knight,” Reiner said politely.

And despite my situation, despite knowing who I'll be marrying tomorrow, I'm glad I didn't let Santi take my virginity. "Did you have fun? What else would you like to see?" ----------------- I blink my eyes open, letting that memory fade into the background. It's been years since I thought of that day or that asshole. Maybe yesterday's events triggered it. For some reason, I never forgot that woman's face. And I'd say Karma was on my side when I found out she worked for Fanuco. Debts were settled after he died. Her body is currently rotting somewhere in the middle of the desert. Since she liked sucking cocks so much, I had the guys bury her with one in her mouth. A fitting ending to a whore.