Devils Bride Novels & Stories

they both breathed out together while looking at their happy family. “GRANNY…. GRANDPA….COME HERE,” Azura shouted to call her grandparents. She and Ainza ran towards them. Grasping their hands, both the little kids dragged their grandparents in the rain, and there they all felt their completion. The completion of love, happiness, serenity, and…The completion of The Forced Bride Of The Devil Alvaro.

“I'm just asking, do you like Raline? If you don't like her, then you can't be angry if she's close to another man.” Devon rolled his eyes as he spoke to Davina, who seemed to have never wanted to give in since childhood. “You—” “Hello.” A woman approached Davina. “Aren't you twins? Devon and Davina?” Davina smiled as the woman in the red dress approached them. She asked about Devon's condition in the wheelchair and Davina explained. “I didn't know you would be invited by daddy to come here.” “Yeah, I also don't know who the bride is at this party. I thought you were getting married, Davina. That's why Mr. Jarvis asked me to come as his representative to this wedding.”

I asked back in an equal tone. Her eyes widened like something in her had just been shattered. “You’re my only daughter, my only child. I can’t just let you ruin your life like this. Come here, I’ll take you to church. You’re possessed by the devil and need deliverance.” She grabbed my hand.

"Got it, Bride-to-Be! Say hi to Devon for me!" Hearing Devon's name, Flora’s chest warmed up. There were only days left until she officially became that man's wife. Devon Cross was a sincere, gentle man who always treated her with the utmost respect. Imagining their future kept Flora's smile intact, even as she stepped through the quiet, dim, and cold corridor of the office basement parking lot.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

The air inside smelled of dust, leather, and sweat. Her heart thudded so loudly she thought the men outside might hear it. She pressed her back against the carriage wall, fighting to stay calm. But her body wouldn’t stop shaking. The voices of her kidnappers drifted in through the cracks. “Faster,” one said. “We need to be across the river before dawn.” Another laughed. “The Devil won’t sleep tonight. His bride’s gone, and his house burns.” Emilia’s blood ran cold. His bride. That was what they called her — not Emilia, not woman, not captive. Just the Devil’s bride.

If he had saved me yesterday, I wondered what would have happened to me. “Angel? Trust me, I am no Angel but rather the Devil himself. And with the Devil, always comes a price for every help.” The Stranger said in a chilly voice that made fear strike into my heart. There is something about this man that makes me feel that he is far more dangerous than Mr Agabus. “What do you want?.” I asked him in a calm voice. “To be my wife!..” I heard him say. Although I am not sure if I heard right.

“Oh, come now. Maybe the little bride fought back. Or maybe something more interesting crawled in through the balcony. We all know how careful we must be with devils in the family.” Darius’s muscles tensed above me. I could feel the heat of his skin through his open tunic, the rapid beat of his heart against my chest. “Call me devil one more time, Seraphina, and I’ll make sure Father hears how you enjoy spreading poison in his own house.” Her smile faltered for half a second, but she recovered fast. “Threats already? On your wedding night? How romantic.” I couldn’t stay silent anymore. My voice came out shaky but clear. “Leave us alone. We’ve done what was required. The alliance stands.”

“And to answer your question, you can't get that ‘thing’ out of you. She entered you willingly and she will leave when she wants to.” You have got to be kidding me. “You’re joking right?” She smirked and slowly shook her head. “I wish I was. She is the devil's bride. She's not to be told what to do. As I said, she entered you willingly. If she didn't want to, she wouldn't have and so, she will leave when she wants to.”

The call trails off and Adrian continues gaming on his console while Lena gets dressed and prepares for her training. Meanwhile in the abyss, loud gargling and growling of demons can be heard from ever angle. A very handsome man sits on a red throne with long flowing hair. He has perfect golden hair on his chin as he strokes his beards. He has five servants that stand behind him with perfect sync. They dress in ancient, medieval dresses that entails that they have lived for a long and certain period of time. Many low grade demons writhe and snarls as they exhibit uncanny, childish behaviours such as fighting and chasing each other. They come in different appearances such as : Dogs, wolves, h