Devin Booker Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

the debt of her life? Follow-up Question: Should the next chapter focus on the moment Liam Martin wakes up to the news of his paralysis, or a secret meeting between Arthur Vance and Kevin Blue as they plot a counter-strike against the Bishops?

"But find out everything about her. Where she lives, where she works, everything. I want her file on my desk by tomorrow morning." "Yes, Boss." I looked back at the direction she left. You think you can just walk away from me, little bird? Think again. Because once the Devil sets his eyes on something... he never lets go. (To be continued...)

The tone he used was a hard and harsh one, he opened his hands and sent a wind to the book. Immediately the book fell on his table and opened up. "Why is this empty?" Axel asked in anger, he hated being toiled with and what's worse by a book. "I hold the answers you seek, but I won't open myself for you to see, the cold heart of the devil may have been thawed but a greater pain he knows not will occur." The book repeated and chapter one revealed itself. It was the story of Jasmine, the day her mother died. He had a worried look on his face.

I never did anything wrong and I know I’ll go to heaven. I remember I tried to please you and in the process I lost myself. I gave everyone everything I had and now I have nothing left. I have wanted to be dead for so long. I don't really know how I made it as far as this, becase i just think about being dead. I am never happy. Why did so many people lie to me. I wish I never told anyone I am gay. Why the fuck did I do that. Damion started this. I wish he was dead. I trusted him.

He approached us, grabbed the drunk man out of the way, and pulled me close to his hard chest. "Touch my girl, brah?" He ask the drunk man. His girl? That made my heart jump. "You the boyfriend?" The drunk man backed away and asked kindly. "Didn't mean to touch your girl, man." "That's fine. We are cool. But I have one thing." He let go and stepped in front of the drunk man, blocking my view as I heard a click. "If you ever touch her again. You will regret it." The drunk man seems sober because once Donovan warned him, he fell on his ass and scurried away. He ran as fast as he could, screaming like a little girl.

" I creased my eyebrows, wondering what these people wanted to instill in me. Pages after pages were read to me, and Flora took her time to explain everything and even describe the act for me. It closed in a chapter that said, "Moan loudly to him to ignite his sexual urge more, even though you aren't enjoying it due to pain." And then the book was clapped shut. "That's hell!" I commented with a flare of anger, and Flora chuckled before saying, "Everything about here is hell, girl!" "I will be going; see you in tomorrow's lesson." She said this to me before picking up the lamplight and exiting the room.

Then he himself will be either killed or forever exiled from his family. Things aren’t meant to be like this. Then, he opens his eyes. And pulls the trigger. --- SOoooooo the book is finished! This was Part I of the Games We Play series; ACT I: Awakening. I will post information about the second part, which will be a separate story, in the next chapter tomorrow, and then some links where you can get the ebook/paperback if you'd like on a****n the day after that! thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed :)

What if something happened to him? I came out slowly while looking around the surroundings. I walk towards the gunshot sound. God, please nothing should happen to him. I saw some people in distances. I moved to them. But, what I saw and heard made my body freeze. No, this is not true. My body is trembling in fear. Those devilish eyes saw me. I forget to breathe. He walked to me. I am struggling to breathe. My breathing became short. I started to see black dots. The next second, I fell into darkness. The last thing my mind said before I passed out was “He is a devil”

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 1 "𝐴 𝑤𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑... 𝐴 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑡..."

Devon growled, his tone dark and menacing. ***TBC***