Devious Unscramble Novels & Stories

My saucer wide gaze rose to meet Paul's confused one. "What's going on?" He asked. "Who was that?" "My informant. I think he's_" I choked on the terrifying truth. If someone had managed to find D7, then I wasn't safe. "The sprawl." I suddenly blurted out. "Does that ring any bell?" He nodded slowly. "Yeah. It's a sort of homeless paradise at the edge of the city. That place isn’t just off the grid—it’s where people go when they don’t want to be found.”

We became one. I gave myself to the devil. I was arranged to the devil.

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.

I could imagine her scrunching her red brows incredulously. Oh, my coworkers didn't know the real reason Devin, our boss, had fired me. They thought he'd done so on Madame Priscilla's pricky influence, they were wrong; I'd stolen from her. I knew he wouldn't tell on me, but I also knew where his business was concerned; he wasn't taking any chances, chances being in case she found me out and decided to take legal action. His company couldn't be collateral damage, he'd said. "Hello?? Hel--Alta! Are you even liste--"

Where we… where we… Oh, God. Why am I here? The door from the ensuite bathroom burst open, revealing a freshly showered Devin - half-naked. I suddenly feel the urge to cover my body, though I wasn’t naked, but I feel violated! I’m such a prude! “Good morning,” he casually walked towards me, his ink-covered chest and wavy dark locks still glistening with a few drops of water. The cursive writing all over his skin seemed to have gotten darker or his sin had gotten smoother. I was trying hard to avert my gaze from his naked chest, but… but it was damn hard.

But I'm exhausted, what I need right now is a drink and not another confrontation. It's been a while since the last time I went to a bar. My last memory made me want to quit drinking because of the stupid decision that I made due to alcohol. But tonight is an exception. I really need a drink tonight. Also, unlike before I will watch how much I drink. I will need to always be sane to avoid making a horrible mistake. The revelation that I got today was beyond shocking. I feel like there's a devil who wants me to have a miserable life. I will never call it fate but a curse!

"Ah, making love with my new pet isn't fun! It seems like this city is more fun than home." Alessio leaned back on the sofa and put his legs on the table. Since then, I have been separating files regarding my underground business. I have recently worked on a new business. It turns out my group was acting up. They couldn't collect the debt, and I should have received payment on time. "You called a woman a pet! How long do you want to be like that? Aren't you bored of playing around all the time?" I said.

And Magnus—my uncle—stood tall even in his bindings, though his hair was matted with sweat and his jaw bled where someone had struck him. All four of them tied together, prisoners, dragged before Draven like trophies. My breath hitched, my body shaking as I realized the trap closing around us all. The soldiers shoved me to my knees, forcing my face into the dirt beside them. “Good,” Draven said, his voice cutting through the chaos like a blade. He paced before us, golden eyes burning with triumph. “The leaders of Whiteclaw, broken at my feet. Soon this land will howl my name.”

“Levi, I have an idea how you can get out of that marrying one of those girls in the file that Grey has given to you.” “How’s that?” “You can come to an agreement with Angel to protect her from of the Burning Devils in exchange that she becomes your pretend wife to get Grey off your back.” He looked at me confused, but I have no time to get into more details with him with Pyro waiting for us. “Just trust me and leave the talking to Pyro for me.” We walked back out to the club to see Pyro walking over to us being inpatient. “Well, are you going to give her to me or what?”