Devil's Sister Novelas e Histórias

Ariel looked at them in disbelief. “What are you all saying? We are Angels, he is a Devil. We are born enemies. That Zachary of yours, he is putting all this charade for revenge. Have you ever heard of such a story before? A Devil marrying an Angel out of love? No, right? That Devil Prince is just attracted to Diana. He even threatened us to marry her. Can’t you see? Can’t you all see this? Or you are deliberately ignoring it and turning a blind eye? You are putting your sister’s life in danger, Arthur. Why can’t you see this?“, she spoke with exasperation feeling helpless to make them understand. Arthur huffed in frustration.

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”

“Oh, Taylor is here. I’m going to have my O-therapy. You? Up to you! But if I were you, I’d listen to your little deviant thoughts. Bye! Love you, Sis!” Inner Devil: ‘She said “join him in the shower.” That’s a direct command from the sisterhood of sin. We have clearance.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Your sister is off to O-therapy. You? Still wrapped in a blanket of regrets.’ Inner Devil: ‘Stand up, Freya. Take your future into your own hands.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Shower sex: Because nothing says love like slipping, sliding, and questionable grip strength.’ Inner Devil: ‘Picture Titanic—except it’s not just a handprint. It’s your whole body fogging up the glass, your boobs smushed like pancakes, while Kenn

"Perhaps, do you think your human lover would have my time instead? I mean she listened to me, and crossed the afterlife to save your arse." Lucas rose, and with one swift move, he pinned the devil to the wall behind him. "I might seem weak right now, but do not ever forget who I am. I will break your neck in one painful twist." "Of course, I know who you are. How could I forget my ruthless son, who imprisoned his mother for thousands of years, and spent his time torturing her? I wonder how it will feel like to do the same to Aria.... well, I doubt she'd last a day."

LILIANA'S POV The photos won't leave my mind. Even after he put them away calmly, like he hadn't just ripped the ground from under me I still see them burned behind my eyelids. My father smiling with his arm around my mother. My brother stumbling drunk, but alive. Alive. For now. That's the part that guts me. Dante controls their lives now with a flick of his wrist, a snap of his fingers. They don't even know it. They don't know that with one wrong word from me, they'll bleed because of him.

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

Atleast she had a family that treasured her beyond any rare jewelry and I could only be happy that she never had to deal with a family like mine. " Valentina as the big sister how can you just sit there and allow your friend tot alk this way to your father and sister? It is beyond disgraceful and so unlike a women from our society. If you had not lost your younger sister, would your father had been dissapointed and dissapliened you, how can you blame him for that?"

Opening my eyes, I was stunned to see I was in my own room, curtains were shut and my sister was in here too. I relaxed and lied back down, I got a bit dizzy at how fast I moved. Laying back down I started to move around jostling her awake as she stared at me looking bug eyed on herself. I smiled as I stared at her, that she became fully awake, "Why didn't you say that Devon was doing that to you?," she asked as I stared at her, "I didn't take notice until he was everywhere, he found ways to randomly appear, yeah I don't mind and then at events his dates would get jealous of his attention on me and started rumours. Then wherever I went they would turn up there causing a scene," I explained a

He witnessed her watery gaze peering intensely into his. “I know the name of that bastard, who has planned this attack on both of you. I heard our fathers talking about it on a call last night,” hearing her, his teal-blue eyes engulfed with a malice for vengeance. The vengeance of giving his sister the justification she deserved, and he needed. “Who…?” He asked her. His presence darkened, forcing his pain to wear that essence of diabolic madness. “Arran Vezar,” and hearing that name from her mouth, his grip tightened around his sister's hand, while a tear of insanity rolled down from his eyes…. and at that moment…..the precarious devil inside him took its first breath. That devil……who was go

the woman replied, taking a slow step forward. “What you should be asking is… what have you done?” “I’ve done nothing to you!” “Nothing to me—maybe,” the woman corrected, and a cold, menacing laugh rolled from her throat. “But what you did to my sister? That is something so cruel, so unforgivable… I could never, ever let it pass.” Rach’s face went pale as the realization finally hit her. The woman tilted her head, her eyes glinting with dark satisfaction. “You may call me whatever you want,” she whispered. “But those who know me… call me the White Devil.”