Devils Bride Novels & Stories

What kind of woman does she like for my brother then? Devon finally got married last year as well. Alison and I become their best man and bridesmaid. His parents surprise him for coming as well. Linda was scared they will not like her, unfortunately, Devon was the arranged marriage that she was hiding for so long. They laughed when their parents meet and learned the two ran away but ended up marrying! Then we learned Linda was not a commoner but the daughter of the steel company in Russia. That's why things become tough with us as Linda and Devon will go back to their hometown to manage their businesses. Now I need to give up my art for a while to help dad and Alison is working double time t

There, a pair of black leather shoes walked their way into the hall and drew the attention of everyone in the room to glance at the position of the entrance. Besides the set of these black leather shoes, there was a beautiful pair of heels whose top was covered in sparking diamonds. The eyes of everyone in the room moved from the shoes to the faces of their owner's and they were bewildered. It was the devil, he was finally here, but wait, who was this beautiful angel beside him? People wondered as they kept on staring at the two figures attentively. The angle standing beside the devil was a definition of beauty and seduction. She was wearing the latest gown from the brand of fashion flames w

Looking very excited for the event. After some minutes, Annabelle was set and ready for anything that came her way, as she believes she carries her mother's blessing by wearing her dress. It was now officially time for the event to begin. Devon was driven down to the church by his Driver in another car; meanwhile, Annabelle was driven by Devon's Dad. They had a little conversation in the car on their way to the church. They finally got to the church, and it was well decorated with a red carpet all the way Their car stopped on the road to the altar, Devon's dad opened the car door for the bride to come out, Annabelle then came out from the car, being walked down to the altar by her father-in-

DEVIL started to move towards the ANGEL and she was looking at him silently with her red eyes. Tears were running continuously through her eyes. Her nose and her cheeks were swollen and red. A big handprint was visible on her cheeks and it was enough for the devil to lose his mind. Devil came closer to her and knelt in front of her. Angel was looking beautiful in her crying mess too. But Devil wanted to rip off the wedding dress. Her chest was on the show for all the people. He clutched his fist tightly and closed his eyes to calm down his rising temper.

' Elian cried out, voice cracking as he twisted toward the sound, arms outstretched into the mist. But the pull reversed, yanking him backward with brutal force. A grip clamped around his throat—iron fingers digging in, crushing his windpipe. Air fled his lungs in a choked gasp. He spun, vision blurring, to face his tormentor. The wolf was gone, dissolved into swirling shadows that reformed into the devil's leering form. Towering and grotesque, with curling horns and leathery wings half-unfurled, the fiend's crimson eyes gleamed with sadistic delight. An evil grin split its fanged maw, revealing rows of needle-sharp teeth. 'Did you think it would be so easy, little bride?' the devil hissed,

Maybe yes, and maybe no. Yes, she became the Demon’s Little Bride but what happened next? THE END?

In her heart, Yara prayed that this would all end soon. But that night, no one heard her prayers. Damian destroyed her pride, taking her virginity without mercy. Her tears flowed freely, but Damian didn't stop. When it was all over, Yara lay limp on the bed. Her body trembled; her hands were still cuffed, while Damian just stared at her with a cold gaze. "You are now officially mine, Yara. Welcome to hell," Damian said, his voice full of mockery before finally leaving the room, leaving Yara alone in her destruction.

As I slipped the ring onto her finger, her hand trembled in mine, and she brought her other hand up to her mouth, trying to stifle the sobs that threatened to escape. But the tears kept coming, and I could see the joy and relief spreading across her face. "Yes," she finally managed to say, her voice choked with emotion. "Yes, I'll be yours, I want to be the girlfriend of the devil; for the world only if they knew who actually their devil is,"

I'm not that little boy who would put his family name to shame for a woman. especially with the devil's daughter.