Devils Bride Novels & Stories

The Bride smiled and said, “Just one more, Camela. Take one more picture, and you’ll understand.” The camera turned on by itself, now focusing on both Camela and Vincent. Vincent grew anxious. “Don’t do it. Whatever happens…just don’t.” The Bride stepped in between them and the man. “If you smile in this photo, you’ll never feel pain again.” Camela squinted her eyes. “What happens if I don’t?” she asked. The man replied, “Then the Devil gets to choose who sits in your place.” The Bride reached for the camera button.

She couldn't see the bride's face because of the veil but then thought maybe Venessa looked leaner than before. Unknown to her, the bride wasn't Venessa. Getting to the altar, Candy could hear her heart beating fast. What if she got caught? This man was known as the Billionaire Devil, ruthless in every ways. What if he punished her when he found out she was the wrong bride and that she had deceived his assistant just to come here? She could only pray the real bride didn't show up here all of a sudden and ruin everything. 'I'll talk to him,' she thought to herself and took a deep breath. She had only heard whispers about this man and had not witnessed his appearance before. Slowly, she looked

"I have been looking for you to congratulate you." Asher sighed and raised his brows. "I am not interested in hearing from you, Flavio. So cut the chase," he said and took a step to walk away from him but Flavio's mocking voice stopped him. "I was shocked to see The Bride of Velenoso. I expected her to be a woman of class but your brother is marrying a mere waitress, who slapped him at my wedding reception. What a great choice for our mighty Velenoso. A waitress…" he laughed taunting him.

Is he that serious? Drake Javier didn’t touch his food right away. He just watched me reread the number in the contract like my brain refused to process it the first time. Five million dollars. For a second, I honestly thought I was hallucinating. “Five million dollars,” I repeated slowly. “Yes.” “For eighteen months.” “Yes.” I looked up at him. “For marriage.” “A contractual arrangement with the legal structure of marriage,” he corrected calmly. “There are distinctions.” I pulled out the second page beneath the payment amount and started reading properly. Most of it was packed with legal terms, but the important parts stood out immediately. A legally binding marriage lasting eighteen months

From the stories, the rumors or the whispers. Even the legends clearly state and mention that great name that had traveled far beyond its homeland and now the owner of that name stood directly before them and they are not even on his good books. The Devil incarnated in the body of a young dangerous son of the Don of the Ndrangheta clan, the harbinger of death whose tale precedes him was the very person in their presence now. “The devil” “He is the harbinger of death oh no why did I come on this mission today?”

“But be warned, Eldrick. A deal with the devil rarely ends as expected.” Meanwhile, back in her chambers, Hazel paced, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. The news of her impending marriage to a man known as “the Devil King” had spread faster than wildfire. Her closest companion, Evelyn, stood by the door, her arms crossed and an amused smile quirking her lips. “So,” Evelyn said, tilting her head with a smirk. “How does it feel to be betrothed to the most fearsome man in the kingdom?” Hazel shot her a glare, though a laugh escaped her lips despite herself. “Fearsome is an understatement, Evelyn. They say he’s ruthless and heartless. Do you know what they call him? The Devil King!”

Nora introduced Akshara not forgetting her to humiliate. Akshara thought inwardly, “Grooming to impress my Devil? It’s nothing like barmaids making over themselves to attract the drunken men.” Akshara’s eyes landed on every bride and remembered them with their hair colour, she repeated inwardly, “Blonde bride, brunette bride, black bride, red bride and ash bride. Oh, I forget to add one, purple bride, Nora.” Se chuckled and scoffed at them. She voiced inwardly, “My Devil chosen me from hundreds of sexy barmaids by his side. Why should I worry with an insecure feeling? Let’s consider this as a test for Devil to show his sincerity to me.”

Now this marriage was not even given a chance to start. As for the bride, why did she decide to cheat? It did not make sense. It was not wise to give the devil any room to nail you down. He sighed again. The devil was a roaring lion, seeking whom to devour. You cannot just give the devil any chance to come in, and that’s what the bride had done. She had invited the devil to spoil her relationship by cheating. “You will have to address the guests.” He finally said to Michael. “It behooves on you as the groom.”

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Killian positioned to hit her but Melena quickly stop him. “That is your sister, Killian!” Devon looked at her reflection in her mirror. She hates the girl who looks at back at her. The wedding pushed through as she has expected. But unlike the very first one, there is no Ariane or Daemon to save her. When the priest pronounced they are husband and wife in front of the less than fifty guests they have, Devon literally felt her heart sank to the bottom of her stomach. The ring on her finger felt so heavy. Joffrey leaned down on her lips to kiss her but she moved in disgust so it landed on her cheek. She saw his lips thinned in annoyance but she doesn’t care anymore. She was just too busy plan