Devil's Sister Novels & Stories

“A-Andreas wait! T-there’s a sorceress present here” I stun myself with the energy I forge to break out of his lure and tell him this information. He growls with discontent at me but, after considering my outburst, he frowns crossly. “A sorceress? Are you trying to play tricks with me now?” I shake my head while dropping my hands to my side as I fall to the ground. Upma comes to nudge my side and I smile at him before looking up into those obliterating pair of crimson fire. “Devon’s sister is surprisingly a sorceress and I’m afraid she might pick your scent off of me and get me into trouble”.

"You fucking demon." Acanthus laughed loudly. "Oh wait, you're not the only Fenrir left, there's still your sister-- oh wait, right--- she's dead." Valerian gritted his teeth as his eyes turned to bloody red and his fangs shined brightly in the darkness. The anger in his heart is overflowing. Anger for what Acanthus did to Natasha and his sister, and anger for what Acanthus did to their town-- just like what he did years ago.

I took a step back when she looked up. " Ezra.... Please sit down. Let's have a proper talk.” Hesitantly she sat down on the chair fidgeting her fingers on her lap. "Ezra, I have never thought about you in that way. " “Means, " she asked. "I mean to say that I have always considered you as my sister and nothing more . I never had any such feeling for you. " "Why... Am I not beautiful?” I chuckled softly. "You are beautiful.... More than beautiful. Just I consider you as my sister. Eshan's sister means my sister. "

“It's an old story. The lady had a sister with whom they were very close, this sister had two daughters - Melissa and Amalia, named after an aunt. So, Amalia was very beautiful, Alt Reed spotted her, and they became lovers. The girl fell deeply in love and completely lost her head, although at that time Reed had several more mistresses. Once Amalia disappeared, the whole family went crazy and threw all her strength into the search. She was found mauled in the woods near the Reed estate. Amalia and Melissa's father had connections at court and began his own investigation, but a month later he died during a robbery on the road, followed by their mother committing suicide. Lady Holm and Melissa

Damian said through clenched teeth, stepping forward as his fists tightened at his sides. Dominique chuckled darkly. “Or what, Damian? What will you do? She’s mine, not yours. She serves me, and she’ll pay for her disobedience. She’s The Devil’s Handmaiden, remember?” His voice was laced with pride and cruelty, and the challenge in his words was undeniable. The two brothers locked eyes, the tension between them thick and suffocating. Their rivalry, long-standing and bitter, now had a new catalyst, a woman caught in the crossfire of their dangerous world.

LAZZARO That girl. The way she stitched me, the way she looked at me while at it was fucking sexy. I had almost lost control, and it took everything within me to hold back. I never force my way with women. I might be a devil, but I wasn’t that monstrous.

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…”

I’m all this all because of my sister, I need to make sure I had a lot of evidence against Damian , while still making sure he doesn’t have any idea of what I was cooking up. My sister deserved better I thought. We walked past through most of the building rooms in the building, the sit out were all furnished with their anesthetic which were pleasing to the eyes. That’s a lot of work they put in here. Damian remained silent for a long period of time and only tried to draw me closer to him while we walked.

"Shh, baby. Campus is waking up. Don't want some freshman walking by and seeing me finger-fuck my stepsister against the wall, do you?" The word—*stepsister*—sent a forbidden thrill racing through me, making my walls clench around his fingers. It was our dirty little game, the edge that pushed everything higher. I bit his palm, nodding frantically, eyes locked on his as he worked me higher, higher, the coil in my belly tightening until— "Then do something about it," I panted when he moved his hand, nipping his jaw, my own fingers fumbling with his belt. "Right here. Fuck me, Nolan. I need you inside me."

He was the one Devon had called yesterday from her office… while they were together. 'How? How did they meet? What if he realizes the truth? What if he takes Devon away? No… I can’t let that happen. Devon is mine.' “Ate!” Devon called again, breaking the silence. “Ate?” Dixal echoed, brows furrowing. Relief flooded through her chest. She quickly stepped closer. “Yes. I’m his sister,” she said smoothly. “He’s the youngest in our family. Devon.” Devon blinked at her, clearly confused, but she shot him a warning glare.