Novel & Cerita Devil's Night Reading Order

Boiling in anger, I did not know if he was going to report me to Tobias, but I will let him know what he was trying to do. Walking out of the bar, it was so late. Tobias was no longer around. I tried looking for Daphne, but she left early. I boarded a cab towards Tobias's house, finally halting from the car. I stepped towards the entrance; the door was all open. It was so suspicious. Climbing the stairs up to meet Tobias, a strange noise caught my attention. Increasing my pace, walking upstairs towards our room, I could hear the voice clearly. It was as if a lady was moaning. I got angry, my blood boiling, opening the door in anger.

“I’m doing this because if I don’t, we both die. And trust me—my death would be the least of this world’s problems.” She stared at the throne. At the burning seal behind it. And her reflection in the polished floor—no longer fully human. Something inside her shifted again. A memory, maybe. Or a piece of her soul waking up after a long, long sleep. “You lied to me,” she said quietly. “But so did everyone else. So maybe... you’re just the first devil who had the guts to tell me the truth.” Dante smiled, not with victory, but with respect. “Good girl.”

I woke up in my room again. I wasn't surprised by the pain i felt as i tired to move my body. Candice. Damian's girlfriend or will i say psycho ex girlfriend died right next to me. But wait. Hold up! How on earth did i end up here in my room on my bed ? ' hey Wolfie..' I tired to connect with my wolf. What? 'How did we end up here?' How am i supposed to know. 'You have a third eye'

My body responded instantly, arching toward him despite the voice in the back of my mind that screamed how wrong this was. We were supposed to be in control. Focused. But with him, I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. The danger only made it worse—made it better. “This is a bad idea,” I gasped as his mouth moved to my neck, his teeth grazing my skin just enough to make me shiver. I hated how much I wanted him, how much I craved the darkness he carried with him. He was supposed to be my partner, my enemy, my—something I couldn’t quite define.

But I had a beautiful wife in bed, sleeping peacefully and ready to be cuddled in my arms, which had me walk out of there faster than I had ever before. Returning to the mansion, I went upstairs to the bedroom, only to find the bed empty. I looked under the bathroom door, but the lights were off. Before I could call out her name, my eyes landed on the nightstand where a note was. Grabbing it and a smirk appeared on my lips as I read the note. Can The Devil find me?

Resolve replaced hesitation. Lucian straightened, both hands flat against the table, his shadow stretching long across the maps and names. “Prepare the men. Arm them. Train them like the devil himself is coming for them. In three nights, we hit Darius. No survivors. No mercy.” One by one, the lieutenants rose. Chairs scraped against the floor, boots pounded toward the door. They left with determination carved into their faces, carrying orders that would change the underworld forever. When the last door closed, silence fell heavy. Only the rain remained, striking against the glass like a warning drum.

Don't think about any of it. But it was impossible not to. Every time he stopped moving, his brain went right back to that desk, to Vito's hands on him, to the way he had moaned Vito's name like– The door bolted open with a bang that made Aiden jump. One of the men walked in… the same one who'd pointed a gun at him that first night, the one who'd looked at him like he was already dead. "The ride is ready," the man said, his voice flat. "Let's go."

Right? Before I could respond, another text came in, from him. "See you tonight 😈" The devil emoji. Playful? Flirty? Or something else? Wait. "See you tonight." Not "have a good day." Not "thinking about you." "See you tonight" with a devil emoji. Like he has plans. Like something's going to happen tonight. The memory crashed back. "This was just night one." His words from last night. After he made me come crying. Night one. Which means...

Slow mornings with the devil. Who knew hell could feel this good?

Before I can soften completely, I pull out, turn her around so she's now on her back, and I thrust back into her, continuing to fuck what is mine. "You didn't think I was done with you, did you?" I grin salaciously. "You're not getting any sleep tonight, pauper. I'm going to show you just how much you belong to me. Come morning, you will remember every little step you take. You're going to feel me inside you for days, pauper." "Oh God, Jarek. I don't think I can handle that…" "You forget that God has nothing to do with this. The devil, however, is very present, and he will do as he pleases, just as you wanted. So, I suggest you shut up and take it all, baby."