Devil Se Shaadi Novels & Stories

Rumors say that any girl who tried to get close to him had never seen the sun again. Surprisingly a day before, he suddenly announced his marriage with the daughter of one of his business partners, Mitali Sharma. Though so cruel, his handsome face and sexy personality were everything that a girl could dream of. And Mitali was no exception. She agreed to that proposal without even thinking twice. It was a secret that no one knew why this Devil Lord decided to marry that human girl, but she was over the seventh sky as the dream man had proposed marriage to her. The news of their sudden wedding has spread across the country shaking the entire world despite being kept a secret.

he turned his face toward me. "Who are these ladies?" I asked, "They're creepy and beautiful as well." He laughed. "They're called Devas. They're special servants of the dark werewolf," he replied to me, "I found out that they're very powerful. I'm surprised you managed to kill one of them." "The dark werewolf is Selena's father, right?" I asked. "Turns out to be so," he remarked, "he's trying to force me into accepting Selena as my mate and getting married to her. And he also wants you and Demian to be present on our wedding day."

Sources close to him stated that the reason behind this decision was a woman he deeply loved, but could not have. Giselle covered her mouth instinctively. “That’s impossible…” she whispered. She scrolled through comment after comment. “Seriously? For a woman?” “Who is this woman that made Leon De Santos give up?” “The Devil Lord fell in love? Is the world ending?” “Crazy, this isn’t the Leon we know.” Giselle’s hands began to tremble. She reread the sentence once more, as if hoping its meaning would change. “For the girl he loved…” she repeated softly.

he said and licked his lilipop stick once again. “What do you mean?” I asked again with my fingers in the air. “Nevermind, I don’t need to rush to make you know things, because as time goes on, you will know who you are really Married to” he chuckled. “You are married to the real devil” “What and who are you talking about?” I asked again. Aiden pointed to the front and said, “here is to the talk of the devil himself and now he is fully here” I gashed for air and staggered backward after seeing the man in a black hoodie standing right in front of me.

It was still daytime, and the fire crackers weren't visible to anyone, but the sound was enough to know how many crackers were busted in my forced wedding. Alighting from the stage with him beside me like always, we met few people who came forward to wish us for our wedding. I wasn't interested in their wishes. "You look beautiful, Isabella." One of the men spoke while eying me from head to toe. Fucker can't control his eyes and was looking at me like I am some piece of meat. Before anyone could react or speak, the man who had his dirty gaze on me was on the ground, all dead. I don't need to turn and see who is behind this.

"We'll announce it to my people, and then we can start making plans for the wedding." I nodded, feeling a sense of joy and excitement. I couldn't wait to start this new chapter of our lives together. ******* Diavolo stood before his people, his eyes shining with determination. "I have an announcement to make," he said, his voice clear and strong. "I am going to marry Valerie." The room erupted into chaos, with his people shouting and arguing. "No, Diavolo! You can't marry her!" one of them cried. "We have arranged a marriage for you, with a woman of our choosing!"

“Good. We'll get married in 48 hours. You can have the briefcase. The maid will get you ready.” Young and attractive, Valentino Rex had shown promise. Since he was young, he has been an extraordinary businessman. He gained the nickname "The Devil," and a reputation for being a formidable businessman thanks to his exceptional ability to run businesses behind closed doors at Dragon Corporation. He is said to send his enemies on a journey of no return. No wonder no one dared to cross his path. I sat on the sofa inside my room as I looked once more at the mirror, scrutinizing my beauty and how my life was about to change forever. Today was my wedding to Valentino.

Armory and drug-related information all related to Braden and Atlas. Atlas was a little believable, because he’d shown a glimpse of that side of him, but Braden… I wanted to remain in denial so bad. But this…this file was solid proof that I never knew who I married and fell in love with, and right now, I didn’t even know who I was fucking, that well either. I was falling a fool three solid times. From what I’d just seen in this video, both brothers were dark entities wrapped in beautiful bodies and handsome, deceiving faces. Atlas a devil, Braden a demon.

"Bastard!" Elia got up and opened the camera phone. She placed the camera at the best angle to record the moment between her and Oriaga. "You're so voluptuous, Oriaga. I've always fantasized about you, and now it has to be real." She sits on Oriaga's stomach, taking off her jacket, revealing a white bra and prominent curves. She bends down and kisses Oriaga again, tracing his face as he pleases, then moving to his neck. Amid Elia's crazy deeds, Oriaga tries to maintain his sanity, and he doesn't want to be provoked into lust. The man tried to think of everything to get away from Elijah.

“Swear to me.” “I am not going to tell anyone what we’ll discuss here, I swear. You can do what you want to me if I break my promise,” she said with her most serious face and tone. “You know Shirley is pregnant, Darla,” I went on with it. “She must not hear about this right now, so you have to take your words seriously. If I hear this from another person’s tongue with you as the source, I will cut off the person’s tongue, then I’ll proceed to cut yours off as well.”