Devils Son In Law Novels & Stories

"You’ve brought this upon yourself, Elizabeth. You knew the laws. You knew what consorting with devils would mean." Elizabeth only gave him a sheepish shrug. "I saved your son, shouldn't you at least be thankful," she replied, her voice hoarse. Lucifer scoffed. "Thankful? Are you kidding me?" he laughed a dry humourless laugh, his voice echoing devilishly in the empty dungeon. "Is that what you call it? You had a choice Elizabeth. You could have summoned me to take my son back home. But you left him in the hands of that bitch."

"It doesn't." He reached out, slow enough that I could pull away if I wanted to, and brushed a strand of hair back from my face. His fingers were warm against my cold skin, and I felt something in my chest crack open at the gentleness of it, more gentleness than I'd expected from a man everyone called the Devil. "I don't know how to do this," he said. "Any of it. Being someone you can trust after everything that connects us." "Neither do I."

The methods he uses for killing or ‘talking’ aren't jokes. “Trust me. It’s my fucking business,” Devil says, stepping closer. Now they’re nose to nose, well, as close as they can be. The girl barely reaches his shoulders. “And how is that?” she dares him, eyes cool. “He’s my old man,” Devil says. In the corner of my eye, I see Chaos, Devil’s father. As usual, his face gives nothing away. “Ah, that’s fine then,” she says. “I’m Violet. Apparently… you’re my older brother. Steven?”

The old man’s face slowly lost hope, outside, thunder crashed across the sky. Don Great stepped closer. “For years, you slept peacefully in this house while the families of my men buried their sons.” Nobody answered. “You thought I forgot,” Don Great continued. “I never forget.” The youngest child started crying loudly. Mrs. Valen held her tightly. “Please,” she whispered. Sky’s expression remained unreadable, Don Great stared at the family for a long moment. Then he finally turned away. “Finish it,” he said quietly. The room exploded into panic.

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

" Shut up! " Thinking his brother was beginning to have a hearing problem because of the war, Carlos, the youngest and least temperamental among them, tried to shade more light to what his father said, only to be shut off by his big brother. He narrowed his black eyes and took a few steps away from his angry brother. Previously the three of them were cursed and chased out from the welkin because of the bad influence their rebellious mindset was beginning to have on other gods. They were denied the right to having a life partner, nor will they be able to touch any other woman.

Devon’s POV “You’re just going to sit back, son?! And watch your friend get devoured by that devil?!” “That devil is my mother. And once upon a time, she was your wife.” “Like I give a shit! If you knew half the things that woman did, you’d disown her!” I rub my temples, hoping that by doing so it’ll stave off the headache brewing in my skull. It doesn’t. This is exactly why I changed my last name to Sinclair.

"Why have you come here?" "Are you going to act like your master, and ask me to quietly crawl back to hell?" "You shouldn't be here, Lucifer. Lucas wouldn't want you to be here." The devil looked around the house, the corny smile still on his face. "Speaking of Lucas, I don't see him anywhere. Where has he gone off to this time?" Levi said nothing, and the devil chuckled again. He crossed the room, and sat on the bedside table. "You know that my son kept his mother prisoner for over a hundred years right?" Levi didn't flinch. "I'm sure you are well aware, after all you're the most loyal to him."

“A favor. That 's it. I don’t have anything in mind, yet. But when I do, I’ll call for you, you’ll answer me. No matter what. Otherwise, the deal is broken and you’ll get back to this shithole.” Mia breathed heavily. A favor? Get out of there? “Are you the Devil?” she asked. She still remembered some of the things her mother had told her. Mia shook her head, avoiding thinking too deeply about her mother. “Who cares? Does it matter?” “It does! I don’t want no deal with the Devil!” “You’re too picky, for someone who is about to become a worker in a brothel. Not only you, but your little doll of a sister.”

Most of them are very dreading and frightened so I would rather not remember it and in all no one dared to challenge me because I am The Devil that will answer their challenges with their darest people's life, I was feared by all and I love it then but now I don't want the fear again, I now want the respect and I am beginning to get it starting from Vin and I am sure, soon, all of them will warm up to me, my revenge for now has ended but I wonder what will make my old self resurfaced again. But I don't wonder, I am sure, and It will be my son, because anyone that tries to harm my son, will be dead before he/she knows it but I won't shot him or stab him, but I will cut him Limb to Limb till t