Devil The Game Novels & Stories

20 years ago, at only 18 years old, Korrine Prescott was set up to be disgraced and exiled from her Kingdom forcing her to become rogue. But, after a devastating tragedy that left her family's pack Alpha-less, The Moon Goddess has bestowed her highest blessing on the Werewolf Kingdoms - a new Female Alpha. Now, all grown up, evolved and fierce, Korrine has to return home to a Kingdom that she isn't welcome in, to run her family's pack as the new Female Alpha. Though she hasn't answered to anyone in decades, Korrine's return to her Kingdom may be her greatest challenge yet. However, it's a challenge she's willing to take on to compete in The Mating Game. Why? Because the winner gets the heart of the Alpha Prince, and she's willing to do just about anything to get a second chance with the Prince she lost twenty years ago when she was exiled.

Omega Amir is the pampered bastard son of one of Britain’s greatest mafia leaders. When his father gets killed one day, Amir has to deal with his step siblings and step-mother who want to get rid of him and sell him off to the black market. Amir decides to avenge his father and take back what's his, by making a deal with a Russian gang leader from Magadan, Alpha Alexander Ivankov. ************* Amir is the bastard son of the English Mafia boss and Alexander is a Russian Gang Leader and the only way for Amir to take back what his father owns is to form an Alliance with the Devil.

I was a housewife with severe OCD and a serious cleanliness obsession. I accidentally entered what I thought was a wholesome parenting game where I beat the crap out of my rebellious son, smothered my adorable daughter with love, and ripped out the corpse-stitching on my husband to sew him back up. On the day I cleared the game, the three of them tearfully sent me off. Only during the final settlement did I learn the truth: my husband was the ultimate boss of the horror game. My son was an infamous demon who left no players alive, and my daughter had crushed the skulls of a hundred players. Wasn't this supposed to be a parenting game? Turns out, I had walked straight into a horror game.

My coworkers and I are forcibly dragged into a bizarre game with the initial title displayed as "War of the Plants". Everyone crowds around to choose camps or safe houses with abundant water resources. I am the only one who picks a plastic apartment in the desert with no water or electricity. My female supervisor mocks me in front of everyone, saying I must be out of my mind. No one is willing to team up with me, and they even bet I won't last three days. When choosing abilities, everyone rushes for practical powers like spatial storage or metal control. I, however, choose reverse photosynthesis that allows me to gain energy from air humidity. Everyone immediately mutes me in the game. Clearly, no one wants to hear my desperate cries for help later. But when the system revokes team permissions and administrator functions, everyone is stunned. The game's name is reset to "Magnet Apocalypse".

“It is done,” he said softly. “You carry my mark now. The Devil’s mark. You are bound to me….by the moon, by the curse, by choice. Your body belongs to me. You will have no say in what I do to you whether you want it or not. I will use you for as long as I want, in any way I want. You have given me the right to own you completely, to take you, to make or break you and make you mine until you can't even remember what it feels like to be free.” ****** They took everything from Elara Veyra. Her father. Her dignity. Branded wolf-less, betrayed by the man she loved, and cast out by the pack that once called her their own, she ran into the one place even death fears to enter…..the cursed lands of the Devil Alpha. Draven Nightbane. A name whispered like a prayer and a curse. The monster who slaughtered kings, the beast born of darkness and fury. He should have killed her the moment she crossed his borders. Instead, he looked at her as if he’d been waiting. Now Elara lives in his fortress of shadows, bound to the most feared Alpha in existence. But beneath his cruelty lies a hunger even the Moon Goddess can’t explain…and when his touch awakens something ancient inside her, she begins to realize the truth. She's not wolf-less. She's sealed. And he is the key to unleashing what the Moon goddess herself tried to hide. He thinks she offered herself to him to survive. But when the truth of her bloodline surfaces, he’ll learn that she was never the prey…. She was the prophecy that could destroy him.

“I was kidnapped on my wedding day!” After she thought that she could escape her life back in Italy as the daughter of a powerful mafia Boss, she was happy to finally marry her high school sweetheart. However, before she could walk down the aisle, she was kidnapped and brought back to Italy, where she was forced to marry a dangerous Mexican mafia boss in an arranged marriage orchestrated by her father for his own selfish reasons. With no choice but to marry Salvador, a ruthless and sadistic Mexican mafia boss who was twice her age, Marcella finds herself in a desperate situation. On the night of their wedding, Salvador tries to get intimate, but Marcella refuses. In a fit of rage, he assaults her, forcing himself upon her. In an act of self-defense, Marcella ends up killing him. As the news of Marcella's killing of the mafia boss spread, she was forced to run for her life, with his gangs in hot pursuit. With nowhere to hide and a kill warrant issued for her in the entire mafia world, she ran into the arms of Antonio, a Russian mafia boss known as a Bratva. He offered to help and protect her, but only under the condition that she sign a contract to be his mistress. With the knowledge that her life was in danger after killing a powerful man, Marcella knew her options were limited. What does Antonio truly want from her? Will he bite? "You are mine now, Marcella. Daddy's Good Girl"

She was always the shadow. He was always chasing the light. Lavinia Hartwell had learned early that love was rarely for girls like her. She was the quiet one, the overlooked one—always second to her luminous best friend, Verity Langford. Even Henry Wynthorne, the boy whose compassion had unexpectedly caught her heart in high school, only had eyes for Verity. But years change people. Henry’s dreams of studying abroad collapsed with his father’s death. Verity left. Success became his only compass, and alcohol his only escape. And somehow, in the wreckage, there was Lavinia—never demanding, never judging, quietly holding him together in ways he never noticed… until she was gone. When an arranged engagement threatened to give her to him, Henry assumed she was being forced into it and set her free. Lavinia smiled, thanked him—and walked away, taking with her the steady presence he had taken for granted. Only then did Henry begin to notice the ache. The way her absence unsettled him. The way another man’s hand on her waist ignited a heat that was not anger, but something darker, sharper, and dangerously possessive. A single night blurred the lines forever—her lips on his, soft at first, then desperate, as though she’d loved him all her life. Desire flared, undeniable. But in the morning, she was gone again. Now, with Verity back and the past colliding with the present, Henry must face the truth: he no longer loves the woman he once chased. But has he realized too late who truly held his heart all along? Slow-burn, sensual, and laced with aching restraint, this is a story of unspoken devotion, of a man’s reluctant fall, and of the quiet girl who was never anyone’s first choice—until she became the only choice.

On the third day of attempting to conquer Blake Stone's heart, he confesses his feelings to me. But the thing is, the affection meter displayed above his head shows the number "0". After we start dating, Blake pampers me to no end. He even proposes to me in a grand fashion on our sixth year anniversary. With tears in my eyes, I'm about to nod when I see a range of comments floating across my vision. [Blake must be exhausted from all the acting, huh? He has to reel in his disgust and keep up the act with Joanna for six years in order to protect Keira from her.] [That idiotic replacement actually got so immersed in this act! I'm laughing my ass off right now!] It's as though my blood had transformed into ice. No wonder the number never changed throughout the years. At the same time, the system's icy voice rings out in my mind. "The final phase is now activated. The countdown to the time left to conquer your target's heart has started. You have ten days left. If you fail, you'll be wiped out from this world." I just smile as I draw back my hand that was about to wear his ring. Then, I wipe my tears away. "I'm sorry, but I'm sick and tired of this stupid strategy game."

I made a deal with the Devil. My soul, in exchange for seven days on earth after I died. The eleventh hour after my death happened to fall on our third wedding anniversary. The moment I walked through the door, he had just come home from another woman's place. He had an anniversary gift waiting for me. A set of sapphires. But the card tucked beside them bore another woman's name. I spotted a pale lavender hair tie in his hand. Once, I would have fought him over a hair tie like that, all the way from the front hall to the study. This time, I said nothing. It was him who froze instead, staring at me like I was a stranger. "You didn't used to be like this. I almost miss the way you used to fall apart over everything." He was right. The old me would have thrown a fit over something as small as him forgetting to cut my steak. But ever since the miscarriage, my heart had been dying by slow degrees. When I found out I was pregnant, I was overjoyed. I wanted him to be the first to know. But I couldn't reach him, no matter how many times I called. I lost the baby. I hemorrhaged. That very afternoon, while I lay on the operating table, a photo of him and that woman hit the entertainment headlines. He never even knew I had carried a child. Now there was only one last thing I wanted from him. To drive me up to the northern coast, and bury me with his own hands. But when he realized I had truly vanished from this world, he came undone.

Perdition and her brother are the children of Lucifer and Venus. They are born with an obligation to oversee Eden. However, their parents have no intention of allowing that to happen. The siblings are hidden in the underworld but lead completely different existences in that world, all the while believing their mother had perished. When a priest finds his way into the underworld, he sets into motion events that change everything. Perdition's brother escapes the underworld, leaving Perdition in a hell of of her own and seeks out his mother on the topside. Perdition eventually escapes and the ultimate journey begins.