Devil's Bride Novels & Stories

“But be warned, Eldrick. A deal with the devil rarely ends as expected.” Meanwhile, back in her chambers, Hazel paced, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. The news of her impending marriage to a man known as “the Devil King” had spread faster than wildfire. Her closest companion, Evelyn, stood by the door, her arms crossed and an amused smile quirking her lips. “So,” Evelyn said, tilting her head with a smirk. “How does it feel to be betrothed to the most fearsome man in the kingdom?” Hazel shot her a glare, though a laugh escaped her lips despite herself. “Fearsome is an understatement, Evelyn. They say he’s ruthless and heartless. Do you know what they call him? The Devil King!”

I'm not that little boy who would put his family name to shame for a woman. especially with the devil's daughter.

Too bad though, she would have to disturb him since simply here problems couldn't wait " Sam" The boys opened his eyes to stare directly at her, a cheerful smile from its way across his lips " hey Angy, how is your morning " " Fine, but there's something I need to talk to you about " " is it serious? " " very" She took the seat beside him. Sam stared at her expectantly. Angy took in a deep breath before muttering " I saw a devil " " A what?" Sam frowned "A devil. As in a boy with red eyes and hair, a very good-looking one at that but you know the scariest thing? he has horns"

He arched his brows as if confirming whether I know or not what I'm entering myself into. I brought my face closer to his close enough that one move and our lips will kiss, "Yes, the devil for the world is mine to keep," and it was sealed. He was mine. Victor Amuso belongs to Olivia Vitalio.

Mom asks out of partial curiosity as she sinks into the couch, her legs crossed on the island table. "She's old, full of wrinkles, and can barely lift a cup, and me?" I give a little twirl, "I am young, succulent, and beautiful. A typical Aphrodite's rebirth and might I add, a goddess in bed." I wink at the last part and she makes a gagging expression. "You need prayers, Adelina," she shakes her head, "In fact, you are a lost cause. A full session of exorcism can't even save you."

If he had saved me yesterday, I wondered what would have happened to me. “Angel? Trust me, I am no Angel but rather the Devil himself. And with the Devil, always comes a price for every help.” The Stranger said in a chilly voice that made fear strike into my heart. There is something about this man that makes me feel that he is far more dangerous than Mr Agabus. “What do you want?.” I asked him in a calm voice. “To be my wife!..” I heard him say. Although I am not sure if I heard right.

Still, Yara didn't cry. "I see, huh?" Damian whispered between kisses, his tone low and dangerous. "You think by being this strong, you can beat me? No one can fight Damian Devatra. Not even you." Yara let out a short breath, the blood on her lips starting to flow faster, but she looked at Damian with hateful eyes. "You will not win, Damian. Hurting me like this only shows how weak you are. A real man doesn't need to torture to feel powerful."

they both breathed out together while looking at their happy family. “GRANNY…. GRANDPA….COME HERE,” Azura shouted to call her grandparents. She and Ainza ran towards them. Grasping their hands, both the little kids dragged their grandparents in the rain, and there they all felt their completion. The completion of love, happiness, serenity, and…The completion of The Forced Bride Of The Devil Alvaro.

one of the younger witches muttered, earning a harsh look from the elders. “All the better,” Lenora said. “Emotion can be turned into devotion—or destruction. She will be ours. One way or another.” The scroll was lifted reverently, placed upon the altar. But it was what came next that hardened every face in the room. A second scroll, this one bound in sinew and sealed with wax, was carefully unveiled. Blood-red ink bled across the parchment, coalescing into a single demand. The bond must be broken. The beast must bleed. Only through sacrifice shall the Blood Bride’s soul be bound.