Devil Cookie Run Novels & Stories

Shiver tuning down my spine as the hairs on the nape of my neck rose like spikes. A sound of fabric tearing screeches through my eyes, I lowered my gaze, my heart dropping as I witnessed my torn dress, my chest fully exposed. Oh, no no no no- pleaseee no Staring up at Vicktor as he hovers over me, he licks his lip. His eyes darkening like a predator stalking his prey. "You wanted to do something nice for my birthday right..." he trailed off slowly, leaning close as he inhaled deeply. My lips quivered as the tears silently caressed down my face. "Be a good little wifey, keep quiet and be still." He purred disgustingly.

“I saw that his body was taken to the holy land. I had suspected before that the archangel was really dead.” “Are you saying that Muriel’s body has not completely disappeared yet? In that case, who is the person with his face downstairs?” “That’s also what I want to know.” Lucas fell into deep thought. “We both know how cunning your father is. It may just be one of his tricks, to drag you back to hell to be punished for disobeying him.” Devon fell for a moment in thought. Yes, he could doubt everything except Uriel. So it can indeed be used against him. And it is not a secret how deep his feelings for Muriel are. Enough for him to betray his own father. And deny his own origin.

Chapter 6- Caden After a long drive and a detour to the nearest Tim Horton’s, I finally make it to the location of The Run. It looks like I just missed Ancient Eli’s speech about the rogue vampires judging by the time and the way a stage setup is being dismantled but my father thankfully gave me the information earlier in his office. Fledglings were nothing to take lightly, their bloodlust causing the fall of many cities for centuries when not trained in a coven. Their presence will bring a greater challenge this year if anyone were to run into one.

Smiling, he pulled it open. “I gotcha!” She squealed loudly. “Yes Derek, how’d you know I was there?” “Easy peasy. Barbie, your gown was sticking out.” “Oh Derek, I didn’t know.” “That’s why you should have listened to Duchess Rowena when she was teaching you about etiquette.” Lana rolled her eyes “Duchess Rowena was evil!” She yelled amidst laughter. “I like villains sometimes, their actions can be justified.” “I don’t want to argue please, you’re too smart to be seven.”

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j

Olivia knew she was stuck in a nightmare. The images were hazy, and she felt like she was floating. But the fear was real. She’d known this fear once before and it paralyzed her. She was running, a corridor that just kept getting longer, a never-ending run from them. She could hear them laughing behind her. She knew they would catch her. They always did. When would she stop running and just let them do what they want? Maybe then the nightmare would be over sooner. But the thought of what they do, of the pain and humiliation, was too much to think about and she kept running. When the hand grabbed her arm, she screamed. And she knew it was the first of many screams.

Roman Thorne is the invincible team leader of college hockey. He is large, aggressive and a nightmare to the media. The press, however, does not know what makes the Briarwood Ice Devils so feared. They are not just players. They are ruthless, blood-swilling offspring of the most formidable crime business in the city. Trying to keep a small scandal which is about to blow up their small business, the Thorne family appeals to the service of Sloane Mercer. She is 24 years old and a brilliant ruthless PR fixer. Her task is easy: to improve the image of the team, to work with press, and not to put Roman in the prison. But Sloane has not come to save them. She is here to ruin them. Sloa

The only exception here is that Devilio went up the hill alone, and although he came tumbling, he thankfully did not break his crown. Devilio walks the walk of shame to where his uncle is sitting, clearly downcast. His uncle diffuses the whole situation by walking with him into the woods. Here, he dares his nephew to catch a beaver before he does. An excited Devilio quickly transforms and races for the beaver, but is outrun by his uncle, even though the latter had given him a two-minute head start. They however share the beaver and by this time, the young man is more at ease.

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.