Devil's Bride Novels & Stories

From the stories, the rumors or the whispers. Even the legends clearly state and mention that great name that had traveled far beyond its homeland and now the owner of that name stood directly before them and they are not even on his good books. The Devil incarnated in the body of a young dangerous son of the Don of the Ndrangheta clan, the harbinger of death whose tale precedes him was the very person in their presence now. “The devil” “He is the harbinger of death oh no why did I come on this mission today?”

I almost cried thinking of what he can do to my family I was scared cause I know what exactly he was capable of. I released myself Infront of the devil exposing my body look at your nipples so pink so hard mmmm come on spread your legs so I can see your juice pink tight virgin pussy. I slowly spread my legs wide to show him my forbidden place but he's not satisfied so he spread my legs wider. I gave the devil what he wanted he started to stroke his dick looking at my pussy,looking at his massive dick I got scared and turn my face away he is going to hurt me alot He wiped my tears gently I don't understand him one time he is rough and another time he is gentle he has this worried expression f

it was like the devil himself confessing his acts. I’m indeed the Devil’s Bride. The kind of devil that you’re so comfortable with, before you even realize. The kind that makes your pussy drip, even when you’re angry. “ Megan, just in case my father asks, he shouldn’t know that I told you this or what happens to any of my ex-wives. Okay baby? I need you now like never before. I just thought of letting you know because it just happened suddenly…”

So I believe I should put the poor woman out of her misery. "My beloved, I see your hesitation; please let me explain what I mean by bride." "Well, does bride not mean get married?" "Well, not truly in the sense that a human does." "How can a Devil’s wedding not be the same as that of a human one." This is now starting to confuse me for the more I think of it; it does sound like a marriage to me. What makes a Devil’s ceremony so much of a difference that a human one? "First of all, my beloved, I do not wish for you to wear such an awful thing as a white dress that has more lace than your panties."

Maybe yes, and maybe no. Yes, she became the Demon’s Little Bride but what happened next? THE END?

I rub her back to simmer down her hostile temperament. "First you tell me, Hunter why the hell you pushed my innocent brother in the hell trap when your own coward ass is running away from these scorpions?" She hisses in anger. "You already know the answer, Roch." "She's a cunt. My brother will surely get some serious STD." "She's clean, I can guarantee you." She doesn't come with another retort. "I don't care how much this deal will cost me but I am ready to pay your debts and also finance your political future in this region but Valentina will be mine." Brandon looks straight at the Barnes couple who lost their voice due to the series of shocks.

Devils are evils, he won't let them happy. ## HELL IS EMPTY TODAY BECAUSE ALL THE DEVILS ARE HERE. They sat down after their laughing and were trying to calm their breath. “ So, when is your wedding?” asked sapphire, happy for her best friend. “Oh yes, I am here to invite you for my wedding. And please come along with your husband.” he basically ordered, not aware of their relationship. They were talking when the devil appears.

I snapped the folder shut and shoved it back at him. “Perfect. Let’s be messy together.” He passed me a pen. I signed. So did he. Just like that, I was fake-married to a man who couldn’t stand the sight of me—but needed me close enough to lie through his teeth. ⸻ Susan opened her door wearing a pineapple-print bonnet and holding a bowl of cereal like it was a trophy. “Wow,” she said, eyes wide. “You look like someone who just made a deal with the devil.”

Whether it was the brushes touching my eyes or the fact that I was getting married today. Today was my wedding. The day my family would finally be safe. The day I would finally feel safe. The day my name would change from Natasha Whitmore to Natasha Castillo. The day I would marry the devil himself. He was many things, but a devil? I wasn’t sure. Many believed he killed his parents, which was why he was referred to as the devil. Others said it was because of the people he was connected to. But he didn’t look like someone who’d do those things.

“It would give you a position of power the Thornes could never touch. A name that would force them to open every door they’ve locked against you.” I shoved the tablet back at her as if it had burned my hands. “No. Absolutely not. Have you lost your mind? You want me to marry a stranger? A man they call the devil?” “I want you to win!” she shot back, her own temper flaring. “What’s your plan, Evie? To manage other people’s money forever? To just be… better than you were? He needs a wife. You need a weapon. It’s a transaction.” “It’s selling myself!”