Devon Franklin Novels & Stories

Linnea Rivera joked with Devlin Frank: “Mommy wants to take a bath, do you want Devlin Frank to come along?” Devlin Frank shyly: "No need, Devlin Frank is a boy, don't bathe with girls!" Linnea Rivera pinched the boy's cheek, joking with him: "Devlin Frank is already shy!" After saying that, she put Devlin Frank on the bed: "So, good Devlin Frank, stay here, after I shower, I will go to the hospital to take care of papa. You and your grandparents must be good at home, you know?!”

Seeing the evil smirk on the king's lips the weight of his decision finally began to sink in. By the Light-gods, he was now a slave. Lower than a lowborn, lower than a carpet servant. Him! Prince Authur Hendrick DeHaven.

"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. *****

 Twelve years past since the Browns lost their daughter. Twelve years since she was snatched by men inside a black SUV. Unregistered, fake plate number and totally untraceable but it was not until the sixth year since the Browns stopped to mourn. It was not until the police had told them, upon their money and fame, upon the whole county's interest, it was above their power and as much as they would like to have faith, it was aimless to point at any direction.

As she sipped on her soda, I muttered, “Uuh…I-t was Devon?” Stacey spat out her drink, her mouth wide and jaw on the floor. “Are you shitting me? Devon the Demon? Devon the jerk that has been a pain in the ass and the reason you got suspended?” I winced, regretting al the names we had called him back then. “He’s not that bad, actually. He’s a great guy.” Stacey eyed me like an alien artifact that had just been discovered on earth. “Who are you? You’re definitely not the girl that hated his guts only weeks ago.”

“Are you here visiting family for the holidays?” “Yeah, and you?” He presses, looking between us, then down at the children. “I saw all the news about the kidnapping, you must be so relieved to have the pups back. I can’t imagine what you’ve been through.” “Mommy, who is this man?” Parker asks curiously, looking up at Devon. Devon laughs, bending down and introducing himself. “I’m Devon, I’ve known your Daddy since we were your age, and your Mommy almost as long.” He shares,

“Seriously?” “Dead serious,” Frederick grinned. “Trust me, he’s solid now. If you’re okay with it, I’ll reach out. Who knows? Devon might even be Ricky’s very first patient.” “Rick?” “Yeah. Rick Denver —” “Mommy, I need to use the bathroom,” Devon chimed in. I smiled, silently. “Alright, sweetheart. I think I need to go too,” I said as I stood up, giving Frederick an apologetic glance. “We’ll be right back, excuse us.”

She's desperate enough. "Why are you making that face?" "I have an idea." Sam scoffs. "Of course, you do." "You're not going to like it." "I never like any of your ideas." Devon scratches the tattoo on his neck. It's the face of a bear. His father was killed by one on a hunting expedition when he was five. This tattoo represents his strength but also his weakness. It hurt like a bitch. "There's this girl I've known forever. I think she's the perfect candidate. And before you ask, no, she isn't a spy."

"Dint apologize shit happens If things still doesn't work out between us by a week's time I'll convince my brother to let you go so have fun while you are here, I'll take you out tonight that sinif you are up for it" "I am Devon I'll do anything to vrawl out from myles grasps" "Funny he doesn't like being called over doer he dislikes lots of things like you refusing help with the maids he had once alit a girls throat for dojg something similar" "He what? Fuck I'm ruined" "No you are not it would all be fine and better just hang in for a week's and meat I remind you act humbly around him, he has no friend's so he's always on the edge"