Devin Booker Car Novels & Stories

"Stop all drug supply to Mikequel Christoper! And return double the money received from him." "Yes, sir." Devon switched off the phone unilaterally. He looked down at his right hand, blood still clinging to his palm. He slapped the face of a young woman he would trust as his bottom. "I bet she's more brutal than Alaric's son and daughter," Devon thought. *****

He puffed out the smoke content in his mouth. "Devina isn't around but we can use her sister to lure her out." Ezra said. The man puts her in the boot of one of car and locked it. They entered into their various cars and rode away. . A bike stopped in ft of Devina's house and Aiden alighted down. "I can't believe a girl just rode me home." Aiden said taking his boomerang from the side of the bike. "It isn't bad." Devina said and got down from the bike too.

Chuckling, I turn my head when the bike comes to a stop next to my car, and watch as Devin removes his black helmet. Devin Devlin, the asshole who hates his name even though it’s feared throughout Ireland. He’s shorter than both Kaz and I, but the fucker is lethal; there’s no empathy behind those green eyes of his. Where Kaz and I are reserved, Dev is the feral one and where Kaz is the silent, broody type, Dev doesn’t give a shit. He’s a fucking honey badger on crack. Like walking up to me right now, punching me in the fucking ribs, and embracing me — if that’s not a brother, what is.

I was able to push Keagan up against the door in just enough time to strap him in when Simon slammed the car into drive and took off down the dirt road. Movement from the woods caught the corner of my eye, and I spun to look out the back window. Devin emerged running from the woods, and I could tell he was screaming, even though I couldn’t hear the words coming from his mouth. He ran his hand through his long blond hair, and his face fell, as he watched our tail lights fade down the long dirt road.

Their love would find a way to overcome all obstacles. For now, this was more than enough. THE END. ******** DEVIANCE finally comes to an end and I am so happy at how everything turned out. Thank you to those who read my book, commented and made me smile, voted, and recommend my book to friends. Thanks to all silent readers out there. You are appreciated.

Their dad requested Devon come home. Devon gets an unexpected call from Evan and Mina one day while he was in a business meeting with his staff. He learns that their father has fallen gravely ill and is in ICU. He returns home to see his father and the family. But Devon has all intentions of returning back to Chicago. He's only planning to be here a few days. Until he gets the requests from Evan and his father to stay and help run the business until dad gets well. Devon reluctantly agrees, but for the love of his younger brother he remains.

Rushing toward the group, he said, “Let’s go.” Sara didn’t argue. They walked past Devin staggering away, but Sara didn’t say anything. He escorted her to his car and, after forcing aside the anger still boiling inside him, asked, “Are you okay?” She wiped at her eyes. “Do you think I’m okay?” He swore. Leaning over, he touched her face. “Devin’s a piece of shit, and a drunk one at that. Don’t let what he said get to you.” “You never knew, did you?” Her words were a whisper.

“Yep. Let’s remember that Brian knows Devin, just like some of my other family members. Devin Deacon knows a lot of people And you are the first person he’s ever listened to and I mean it. His exes never once stood a chance of having any type of control over him. He’s a hard-headed, no-shit-taking, kind of person. But you hold a spell over him.” “What are you doing?” Devin calls out from behind me. “Text later!” I write, quickly dropping my phone and looking over my shoulder at him as he walks into the living room. “Texting McKenzie,” I say, noticing he’s shirtless but adjusting his pants. “What are you doing?” He looks around the living room, confused, like he’s searching for something. His

He said, he once promised himself after he started working, that he would give me a car if we meet again someday. Jayden took me to a car showroom owned by Devon, his best friend since high school, who is known as a famous automotive entrepreneur and has several large showrooms. Devon looked at me as if he wanted to strip me naked, when Jayden introduced me to him. "Jay, are you serious? You have a twin sister? Since when?" Devon asked Jayden repeatedly. I pretended not to hear their conversation and looked at the various types, brands, and colors of cars displayed in the showroom.

I hit the stone floor hard enough to rattle my teeth. Pain shot through my ribs, my burned thigh screaming, but the shock only lasted a heartbeat. Then I saw him. Devon Warner stood on the podium in Simon’s place, black suit hugging every lethal inch of him, that faint white scar on his throat glowing under the torchlight like a taunt. My lips curved before I could stop them. A smirk. “I knew you wouldn’t just die like that,” I said, voice rough but steady.