Devil's Wish Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

The book surely has dark aura but the thing that add on its gloominess was the depiction of the devil in the first page titled The Prince of Darkness. The devil rendered as a large, monstrous figure taking up the entireness of Hell. The depiction in the first page might be a tribute or a way of expressing gratitude to the devil. Lord Yong was turning pages in order to get the remedy for the curse. He was keenly and carefully reading the script. It was written with blood red ink. While going through the book and some of its content he learned that breaking the curse won't be an easy task. Lots of questions and insecurities filled his mind. He was desperately hoping for the remedy to be accomp

This is just him, letting his lust out. And I feel like a dirty woman. I know, I shouldn't feel this way. But if I stay here any longer, I might end up falling for him again . And that's what scares me, I don't want to get to that point. He is ruthless and a devil. And I know that whatever I feel for him will never be recuperate. And I'm being sold to a Heartless devil. And that devil is Hace Alejandro Mondeñego.

“Wanna fucking bet?” His lips curl over his top teeth in a wholly demonic smile, and then I’m running as fast as I can. He lunges for me, but I duck out of the way. His clumsy body slams into the kitchen table. It’s so strange, the way he moves now. Like this demon isn’t sure how to handle possessing a human body in full, his energy trying to take up every piece of Dalton and bend it to his will. Or, I hope, it’s Dalton fighting back as he chases me down the hallway toward the front foyer. The stairwell is totally engulfed in flames. I race toward the front door, wanting to lead him out of the house and into the driveway, out of harm's way.

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Her enemies will burn worlds to stop her. And deep inside her… a child grows stronger. A child who has already killed once. A child who speaks forbidden spells from the womb. A child destined to save creation — or end it. In Book Two of The Devil You Called series, Sarai must choose: Fight to keep her humanity… or embrace the darkness inside her and become exactly what the realms fear: The mother of the end. Chapter one Absolutely — here is Book Two: The Devil You Carry — Chapter One, continuing seamlessly from the shock of the last chapter. This chapter sets the tone of the new book, deepens the danger, raises the stakes, and shows the first real awakening of the child’s power.

She leaned against the counter, her body angled toward him, her eyes heavy with desire as she took a sip from her glass. Helios couldn’t resist. He stepped closer, his hand finding her waist as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a tender kiss. The taste of champagne and strawberries lingered on her lips, a heady combination that only fueled his desire. She responded eagerly, her free hand tangling in his hair as she deepened the kiss, her body pressing against his.

However, the moment we leave Carmen's cell behind, Jarek grabs the hair at my nape and turns me to face him. "It's been such a long time, pauper, and I think you've forgotten your place," Jarek states, grinning wickedly. "How about I remind you of it, and hopefully, you remember who the fuck I am?" Immediately, it's like electrical shockwaves shoot through my core, igniting the flames that only burn for one person—the devil himself. Don't get me wrong, I love the man Jarek's become, but I won't deny that I crave what the devil can do to me.

A smirk appeared on his face as the shackles were placed over his wrists; it was a twisted acceptance of the peculiar circumstance we were in. It was always clear to me that you were too wonderful to be true; all I could do was hope that you wouldn't end up being my undoing. He continued by saying, "If wishes were horses," and then he turned his back on me. There were two members of the team who arrived to take him away, but he continued to look at me. I became aware of Medea. My arms were patted by her, and she did not utter a single word other than, "Good job, Chloe." It was to my relief that she did not.

I wait for the night guard to finish his shift, feeling both annoyed and tired. When I first came to Mistfall Wilderness Camp, a punishment doled out by a judge because my stepmother, Dolores, had accused me of trying to murder her, I had every intention of escaping. I had also not known at that point that a lot of events had been engineered for me to end up at this camp: a camp which is actually a school for the supernatural, built on a series of islands on multiple combined lakes. That’s what I’ve been told at least, ever since my own abilities manifested.

I opened the door, seeing Althaia had changed her clothes and was sitting on the bed with her sketchbook. “How’s my curious little psychopath?” I teased and sat on the bed in front of her. Her cheeks started to flush when she gave an innocent smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I have been here all the time.” “Sure you have.” I chuckled and grabbed her waist. I had her straddle me as I continued to give her a teasing look. “Have I not said you would be one terrible spy?” “You really are The Devil! How did you know?”