Devil Daughter Name Novels & Stories

Her short, red hair bounces on her elegant shoulders as she walks into the Mansion. “Well, well, well, I never knew that the Devil has a sister,” Alexis says, scrunching up her nose. She clearly does not like the woman. “A sister? Oh wow. She’s pretty though,” Kayola says and one glance at Alexis’ face sends her into peals of laughter. *********** Devilio is in his room, on his couch to be precise. He is lost in thought. Why on earth does he keep thinking about her? Despite the way he hates her, he can’t get her out of his head.

Selene, the moon goddess will not going to live after this day. Alpha Gerri, my mother, Thorne and Apollo. All of them is my strength against her. Their death are the death of me. A death which contradictory, makes my anger alive for revenge. Thorne and Apollo wasn’t right, I am not Selene. I am not the moon goddess. However, I am Devon Cottle and the daughter of Apollo. Anyone who did me wrong will be one with the dirt. Right now, Selene is good as dead.

With his arms now free, the young man directs his hands to the third beauty still 'sleeping' at his chest, more precisely to her buttocks, grabbing each of her buttcheeks and squishing the supple meat in his hands. "Hmmmm…" Letting a throaty moan, the third beauty opens her eyes and looks up to the young man's face. Her deep purple eyes, that were slowly changing to pink color, expressed just one feeling at that moment, hunger. And not the one for food. Those eyes, combined with her long black hair that was arranged in twin tails, and the bountiful E-cup breasts pressed against the young man's chest, gave her a very devilish beauty. Her name, Serafall Sitri Leviathan, the only female member

The more I think about it, the more that name keeps resounding in my head, The evil witch, Devon.

Her heart beats so fast like she wants to hide or run away from them. "Dom it's nice to see you again. but I didn't know that you are already married." Ash said and smiles at her. Dom jjust smiles at her and smiles to his fiancee. His fiancee is very pretty and nothing can cover that. "Hello, pretty young lady. What is your name?" his fiancee asks Devi. Devi sits between Dom and Pat. "My name is Devika but you can call me Devi." Devi said with an innocent cute smile.

Everything was quiet at the dining table as they enjoyed the meal prepared by the young lady. Fear was evident in their eyes, as they worried that the young lady might say something wrong that would anger Devon. However, Devon immediately turned his gaze towards her as she began to speak. "My name is Seraphina Laurier," she said with a smile. Devon found himself staring at her, repeatedly thinking about how beautiful her name was. 'Seraphina Laurier,' Devon thought, and after they finished eating, he quickly pulled her into his room.

Abruptly, he pulled away from her, storming across the room. A rush of cold air replaced his warmth as a confusing twist of disappointment settled in her stomach. She hadn’t actually wanted him to kiss her. Had she? “All the women here are my daughters. They obey my commands and I care and protect them. You are now Daughter Thirteen. Forget your past life. It is gone.” “No! My name is Devon.” “Your name is Thirteen,” he bit out. “The sooner you accept that, the better off it will be for you.”

--- Xyna Who is she? She is Xiera Angeline Alegre-Scott—my twin but also the only one I cared of not until Chariz came. Our parents once said that our name really suits us. My second name's DEVON because they saw me as a devil or a demon—the person that will bring their lives to a living hell. Why? I really don't know. They're just a narrow minded narcissist sucker. But they're right, though. I will definitely will bring them to hell once they meddle with my life and my decisions again.

She looked at Maddy who is staring at her and innocently smiled at her then back to Daemon. He wrapped his arms on her waist while not taking off his eyes with Maddy. “Hello, Maddy.” He looked at Devon lovingly. “Dev, meet Maddy. She’s a friend.” “A friend,” she repeated and tasted a bitter taste in her mouth. She offered her hand to the woman who is giving her a curious look. “Hello Maddy. I am Devon… Devon Druft, Daemon’s wife.” Daemon smirked proudly and sipped on his glass. “It’s nice meeting you.”